Sideways wrote:MINUS 33
Tape me all my words and silent thought
stop me leaving and
bound to be distraught
shackled leg to shackled hand
freedom of movement lost
this is Freedom of Speech- the cost?
Stop me leaving and
you think you can tie a relationship together?
it's composed of sand
my going is when not whether
wave goodbye, shed a tear
exiled to the shed- you find me here
Bound to be distraught
just an act to make you repent-
you think I am the sort?
My feelings are on loan or lent,
only my insincerity is real
$5 an emotion is the deal
Shackled leg to shackled hand
chain mail sent en mass
turbation never banned
censorship is crass
fuck some sense
ory fice - tight and tense
Freedom of movement lost,
(popular reaction when dead)
body turned and tossed
res Erection from getting Head
transfer me to spirit from mind
gin and vodka cum from behind
This is Freedom of Speech - the cost?
Inflicted rudery.
Innocence lost,
abandoned prudery.
Eternal, fleeting, inconsequential, nought.
Disciplined sobriety? I ain't that sort.
now there's a lady who knows how to use bite in a poem. I like it. The poem is kind of chaotic, emotions and sex, feeling of immobilized - even 'chain mail' has a feeling of aggression to it. (some nice double entendres btw)Tape me all my words and silent thought
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that's so cool that you did one too Karren, I hope that you post it!Karren B wrote: I took me over an hour to understand the scheme (even now I'm still not sure). It took me a lot longer than 7 minutes to write mine...and I don't think I'll bother posting it...way out of my comfort zone with this one.
I haven't tried it myself yet. I looked at it thought it looked like complicated dance steps but now having seen some examples of it I have to admit that it's an interesting form.