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 |    A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
 A log of our magnificent journey. |
| Gonna rock it up, gonna rip it up all around town tonight. Joint starts jumpin' as band starts playin' that good ol' rock 'n roll. My baby and I go shaggin' across gymnasium floor, up and down and all around, until band plays final song and lights go out. ********************   ********************PROMPT: You choose the topic, but... Write a lipogram poem. A lipogram is a writing that doesn't contain a certain letter or letters. Your poem cannot contain the letter E anywhere (except in this part, which you are to post in your item). Written for "The Whatever Contest."  "The Whatever Contest -- Closed for Now"  Line Count: 10 ******************** ********************NOTE: The shag is a popular dance along the southeastern coastal areas of the USA: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_R_kgy8NpVw |
| Our family usually flocks around Christmas smorgasbord to savor tasty food along with fond companionship, but today, such rituals cannot go on as in past with coronavirus impacting our world so much. Innovation is mandatory at this point to maintain family bonds. ********************    ********************PROMPT: You choose the topic, but... Write a lipogram poem. A lipogram is a writing that doesn't contain a certain letter or letters. Your poem cannot contain the letter E anywhere (except in this part, which you are to post in your item). Written for "The Whatever Contest." "The Whatever Contest -- Closed for Now" Line Count: 10 ******************** ******************** |
| One fine day, as I was searchin' for my Muse, the Storymaster wrote some code that he could use to build a sanctuary for writers, so we could tarry and pull all-nighters, trying to light the creative fuse. The folks at Writer's Cramp will test our wits, and Stormy Lady's words will give us fits, but kansaspoet's ghost still lingers here to make it absolutely clear that quality counts in a poetry blitz. While the werewolves are howling at the moon and graveyard residents moan their gruesome tune, we'll write it all for posterity, each and every monstrosity, thanks to Storymaster's creative boon. May the goblins of gab ignite your conflagration with a gallon of pyrotechnic inspiration. May the witches brew a ton of titillation in the cauldron of your imagination. Notes ▼ |
| Holiday shopping can lift our spirits with Santa Claus waiting to charm flocks of young boys and girls by gushing a jolly "Ho, ho, ho!" Bright, colorful lights on display and joyous Christmas music add a bit of flair. Holiday shopping can sap our spirits with crushing crowds rushing around, trying to find amazing gifts at discount cost and grab last in sight. Such frantic conduct will drain bank account and flood loan liability. Good luck in finding your way through that labyrinth of conflicting conditions! ************************************************************ PROMPT: You choose the topic, but... Write a lipogram poem. A lipogram is a writing that doesn't contain a certain letter or letters. Your poem cannot contain the letter E anywhere (except in this part, which you are to post in your item). Written for "The Whatever Contest." "The Whatever Contest -- Closed for Now" Line Count: 15 ************************************************************ |
| We thank the men and women who celebrate the holidays so far away from home, in spite of personal forfeiture required to fulfill their sacred charge. We thank them for their dedication as they slog up mounts and ride the waves, fly through storms to deliver goods in order to keep our nation free. From Normandy Beach to Desert Storm, from Iwo Jima to Isis Caliphate, some fought and paid a heavy price. We thank them for their sacrifice. 12 lines of Free Verse poetry |
| A gawky kid from Tupelo walked into record studio to start career on radio. With guitar strapped on his back, he demonstrated quite the knack, and bought his mom a Cadillac. "You ain't nothing but a hound dog, cryin' all the time..." 8 lines |
** Image ID #2233408 Unavailable ** The two-faced Cajun voodoo queen lures unsuspecting men into her lair with angelic facade so serene, then eats them for lunch without a care. The taste of human flesh lingers, but she protects her miniskirt when blood trickles through her fingers while she enjoys goat entrails for desert. 8 lines |
** Image ID #2233407 Unavailable ** She gazes into the looking glass and observes completely broken lass, because her worst fears have come to pass. Reflection looks back and sees despair from one caught up in Destiny's snare with no reason remaining to care. She leans out of frame and looks for door, because she cannot take any more. They're both ready for that other Shore. Notes on the Three Squared form of poetry ▼ |
| On parade field in early morning mist, all decked out in dress uniform and ready for graduation ceremony, looking forward to first duty assignment. One phase over and the next begins without a clue about what future holds. Preparing for the worst, while hoping for the best. |
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