The Challenge

[Kyrios]

The opposite of taking care and not opening the door is taking risks and flinging it wide open, so that's my subject.

Each time its kinda the same,

It's going to badly hurt,

I know the rules of this game.

Its starts with a casual flirt,

But then a line gets crossed,

My heart it does assert.

The high is worth the cost

Maybe I should hesitate,

Fuck it, I've already lost.

[Lexirific]

A poem about not taking risks. Something I'm not too familiar with, so I hope it works.

Would I risk it,

For the metaphorical

Chocolate biscuit?

 

If I’m being logical

Then no, probably not,

But it is possible.

 

Why risk what I’ve got,

For what I may not win?

Not sure it’s worth the shot.

[-J-]

Let's go with a confession as the opposite of not taking risks.

My wound festered inside me --

I kept it hidden out of fear

Others would deride me --

I felt the fatal spear

But to keep my reputation

My decision was clear --

With some trepidation

I spoke up at the last second

To accept my damnation --

As death calmly beckoned

I chose a new light to guide me.

The best choice -- I reckoned.

[RP_RICK]

Nice!

Topic: Keeping a secret

To keep it to myself, hold and bound
A tale so far and yet so close in mind
Something that will reveal, and to some shake their ground

Words lost, a shadow of a kind
Covering the view of a story untold
To hold it away from how others may it find

To silence the whispers that might bring it to the fold
To keep it from releasing its words and interpretations
To guard its lines, its places still untold

In the end this secret, from past thoughts and actions untold
Will be kept in the doubt, of those whose space it voids
And it is but for a few minds, a few voices, with the weight of my soul sold.

[Kyrios]

The things of which I'm most proud,
I rarely proclaim out loud,
They don't split me from the crowd,
But rather they leave me cowed.

I am a genius at maths,
Can walk down logical paths,
Can fight with fists, blades or staffs,
Have some skill at sculpting crafts.

These things though are so easy,
It makes me feel quite queasy,
Even a little sleazy,
When given credit freely.

When I remember my keys,
Successfully pick up cheese,
Don't loose my pass in a breeze,
I'd rather be praised for these.

[Sharp]

It's been a while, so here's a new set of rules.

The topic/theme is Quotes.

The rules are: The opening stanza is a quote of your choosing (be sure to credit it correctly). Set it out however you want, but the structure you choose must be used for the rest of the poem. Some freedom is permitted in the final stanza.

My example uses a quote that handily has the right amount of syllables for a haiku. So every stanza is a haiku, and the final one is a tanka. Enjoy.


Removed

[Kyrios]

Beauty is no quality in things themselves:
It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them;
and each mind perceives a different beauty.

-David Hume

Power is no quality in people themselves:
It exists merely in the mind which submits to them;
and each mind constrains the power of others.

The mind is no thing within itself:
It exists merely as a process in the brain where it arises;
and each brain contains a different beauty.

[-J-]

(6-6-4-3-6-5, a/a/b/b/B/B)

I will build a great wall

and nobody builds walls

better than me.

Believe me.

And I'll build them very

inexpensively.

(Donald Trump)

Listen to what he said.

Did you hear what he said?

Who would say it?

He'd say it.

Let's discuss this halfwit

And eat his warm shits.

No one says what they mean.

This man says what he means.

Do you like it?

Dislike it?

Let's talk about this scrote.

But why would you vote?

Your parents might vote for him.

You might not vote for him.

Your voice won't count.

Nope. Won't count.

Don't sell short the amount

Apathy surmounts.

Vote when you have the chance.

People died for that chance

Better than me.

Believe me.

Don't waste this gift -- yours free --

Insensitively.

[Kyrios]

Its time for a new challenge and new rules, so based on what I am currently writing and the fun I am having with it I suggest the following:

Condition: Use the last line of the previous poem as the first line of yours
Style: Freeform or your choice

Insensitively,

Touched and yet not truly felt,

A masked strangers words,

And yet it cannot be helped,

A connection or a curse.

[Kyrios]

You brought me along for the ride

After you found me at the roadside 

Showed me things I'd never spied

We watched he sun set, watched it rise

Darkening then lighting up the skies

We pressed on until we found the ocean

Looked at each other, with no words spoken

We kept on going towards the horizon

Not land nor sea not sky can contain us

Our love is boundless, limitless 

Our greatest adventure is waiting for us

Not mine posted for a friend who's on holiday. Sent it me on Kik.