#fun poems

[richelle-goodrich]

What if dragons breathed bubbles and purred when they cuddled and giggled at chivalrous knights for their troubles? What if dragons felt soft, having scales made of cloth, and they moved rather slow like a brown-throated sloth? What if dragons were shy and did easily cry when confronted by characters callous and sly? What if dragons did good but were misunderstood so men mercilessly slew the beasts right where they stood? What if dragons aren’t missed because there is no list of extinct types of quarry that now don’t exist?

― Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year

[tbwhittles]

#439, Passion

It’s Valentine’s Day A day of passion and love Time to celebrate Two hearts which beat as one heart Two lives together as one

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[schuylerpeck]

27/30: pick an inanimate object to write about. Title this "(Your Object): A Letter"

schuyler peck / insta: hiitssky

[getcareless]

Words Take Me

Words take me and I don't know exactly where they go or stay but I know that once they've gone, a part of me has too. I write words and some people do relate, it's fun, follow letters, watch what they come up with - here's a hint; it's you. You see, this is me - transcribed via strangers. Pen in hand, at the ready. One, two, three I come up with thoughts so naturally. I take a look and what I find is who I know is me. With or without a rhyme, I can write stanzas that will cut you open, deep but that's a part of what I like to describe as poetry. JP

[authorissitohbi]

"Last night I dreamed of chickens,

there were chickens everywhere,

they were standing on my stomach,

they were nesting in my hair,

they were pecking at my pillow,

they were hopping on my head,

they were ruffling up their feathers

as they raced about my bed.

They were on the chairs and tables,

they were on the chandeliers,

they were roosting in the corners,

they were clucking in my ears,

there were chickens, chickens, chickens

for as far as I could see...

when I woke today, I noticed

there were eggs on top of me."

Jack Prelutsky

[esotericlaurie]

clueless, running down greenfield in a cold sweat I usually make it, but now my intuition is telling me different wait for me! I yell into the snowy abyss hoping someone will hear this before I miss and have to wait another 45 minutes I pray during my pursuit please Lord, I can't be late today I can't be seen missing because this system is tripping I approach the intersection as I do every morning, this time panting anxiety washes over me the snow gently falls on my eyelids as I watch my ride run past me that damn bus! I almost had it.

almost//whoskafi

[heartsoundslikelove]

National Poetry Month is Here! It's no April Fool's Day joke!

Hey Everybody! It’s not only April Fool’s Day, but it’s also the first day of National Poetry Month. How exciting is that?! What are your plans for this month? Are you writing a poem a day? I am excited that there is a special competition starting today. It’s on Nolcha Fox’s blog. She explains the rules and provides the daily prompts. You can enter the contest on ProlificPulse.com via a special…

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[emeraldlabyrinth]