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Challenge: Shapes

04-15-2010 at 11:02:27 AM

Challenge: Shapes

I am bored, so I guess I will try to make a "Daily Poetry Challenge"

Write a poem that says what shape you are.

Shouldn't be too difficult, and I think it is original ^^

have fun

04-16-2010 at 05:28:52 AM

RE: Challenge: Shapes


Hi jpmaster13

Are you going to be making a poem for this challenge?

04-17-2010 at 12:25:04 AM

RE: Challenge: Shapes My Poem Challenge

Hi jpmaster13

I am posting my Poem for your Challenge



I am the shape of Change
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I was the shape of selfish, thought I was so elfish
I had a bad genie wish, myopic shaped blue-ish
I was the shape of Cruel Names, in a scoring terrain
I was the shape of sad blame, born in the abused brain
I was the shape of fire, consumed like word-pyre
I was the shape of liar, won't you be my crier?
I was the shape of the guest, and I brought stale darkness
I was the shape of old death, slingshot stones from sly breath


* * *


I am the shape of the beast, until I can release
kindness that comes to the feast, then I'm the shape of peace
I am the shape of old wounds, that change with the new moons
I am the shape of movement, I strive for improvement
I am the shape of caring, brazen, bold and daring
I want the shape of Love's tunes, melodic honeymoons
I want the shape desire, funneled, a live-whyer
I want the shape of higher, Universal flier.



Poem 1 Assignment - RHPeat Poetry Class OP Forum
18 lines, comparing in 2 stanzas, using 2 different anaphora

Last edited by Springsize 04-18-2010 at 04:26:46 AM

04-17-2010 at 04:00:09 PM

Shapes: Jpmaster13

I am a circle, round and round,
I cannot be ended,
And have no begining
No sides of me,
Are shaded or hidden,
I am the same,
From all angles,
diameter cuts me into pieces,
Dividing me into parts
To divide among the world,
To give everyone a part of me,
To hope to make the world smile,

Bah... I hate it, I just wrote for fun -.-

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.