Mangled Truth. (Weekly Challenge July 5)

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Weekly Challenge:
July 5 Alliteration (Assonance)
Write a poem in which all the words in each line begin with the same letter.

Ageless anxiety, angered and antagonised
by bullying bastards, bent backwards by
sensibility. Sly, self serving shallow servants slipping.
Lies, long lost. Left lacking. Lingering leads.
Truth’s traces tease. Tirelessly toxic together – they
wonder why whispering worriedly while
preaching paradoxical perfection! Pish Posh! Pass!

Dissentient. (Weekly Challenge July 5)

Weekly Challenge:
July 5 Alliteration (Assonance)
Write a poem in which all the words in each line begin with the same letter.

I initiated its immeasurable impositions, independently…
shiny-sheened smokescreens settling, slowly spreading…
for faded fractal figures, fastidiously fermented figments…
tediously tethered to the tyrant’s terrain…
drowning dread deeply, drained down dissentient…
laughing loudly, layered like Life loves Lady Liberty…
again and again, another atrocity’s appearance assaults…
bygone be bygone, beautiful blonde burden burn brightly.

Bending WIll.

May 18 A to Z Poetry Challenge:

Another day of this,
Bending to your will,
Completely,
Divided by,
Everyone’s differing views,
Full of themselves,
Given the choices,
Held onto by hope,
I have let go,
Just recently,
Killed that hope,
Lost that dream,
Made it to doorway,
Never turned the key,
Open anyway for me,
Please just let me see,
Quickly now,
Rightfully,
Show the pages,
To me,
Under oath,
Viciously,
Watered down versions,
Xeroxed into truth,
Your falsified poetry,
Zealotry through words.

~Crazy Is As Crazy Does~

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Alarmingly insightful
But
Callously
Deceitful
Exacting revenge
For no other reason than
Grim satisfaction
Her dementia
Instigating collaboration
Joining forces against her
Knavish kind
Limiting the
Maleficent
Narcissism, the
Objectifying of
Poets
Quarreling for the sake of
Rancor
She
Threatens
Using
Vapid
Ways to speak
Xenoglossia
Yet comprehending
Zilch about poetry

©Paris Poems 2015
Challenge for May 18, 2015   A-Z
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May 18th Poetry Challenge: Bite Me.

Mocking Bird Down

May 18th: Write a piece with the first word of each stanza beginning with a letter of the alphabet. 26 Lines.

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Absorbed. Filled. Soaked in the smell of my morning coffee.
Body aching from the night shared with the awkward and equally
charismatic gentleman who made his way over to me only to
deliberately fumble. Stumble. Bumble. All to make me laugh.
Executed with perfection on his part. My reaction not quite what the
flirt wanted. My humour has a darkness to it that most find
ghoulish. Ghastly. Ungainly. Grizzly, even.
He gestured for me to join him for a dance. I don’t dance.
Imprudent of him, I thought. He appeared to read my mind and
joined me, sitting on the bar stool beside me, and smiled in a most
knavish manner. One I recognised and reciprocated with equal ill intention.
Lapping up every word I spoke, or at…

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~Sunset~

Weekly writing challenge May 11

Why?
Why does sunset come so early
Creeping stealthily, but occurring rapidly
Denying the beauty of a life yet to live
All becoming harsh shades of silver and grey
How to beat back the sweeping of night
Fight the snuffing of all light
Courage, hope and faith
That’s all that’s left
For a soul bereft

©Paris Poems 2015

Poetry Challenge – Week of May 11th

Mocking Bird Down

The challenge this week is to use the words, sunset, silver and beauty in a poem. Each member obviously will have their own interpretation. Here she blows:

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He smiled. He was the beast,
and she the beauty. The silver
lining that ushered in
a new hope. But,
his heart lacked the
bravery. Sunset came,
sunrise followed, and still;
she did not know his name.
And she never would.
Because he never could,
quite offer anything more
thank a whimper,
and a longing
for belonging.

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