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I Started This Poem, You Finish It.

  1. qwark profile image59
    qwarkposted 7 years ago

    DAWN:

    In hidden niches here and there,
    in caves and stumps of trees,
    all life from everywhere
    sneak out to test the breeze.

    Sleepy little breezes stir
    and wake up full of glee,
    to sing and dance
    and wing there way
    down canyons to a ripply sea.

    an eagle soars
    away on high
    an exquisite display of flight,
    a sillouette against the sky
    of a dissipating night.

    In his hand, god held a rainbow
    used a ray of the sun as a brush.
    Every color used he
    till the clouds did glow
    and the world gives praise
    with a reverant hush.

    --------------------------? Go for it~
    Ok "believers" I just added a little to get your interest.
    Can ya finish this poem and make it live up to the title?

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      selrachposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      The end lol

      1. qwark profile image59
        qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

        hahaha   not fair......:-)

    2. dutchman1951 profile image61
      dutchman1951posted 7 years agoin reply to this

      enough said...good as it stands me thinks

      First lines maybe...

      with chards of light, through splinterd limb
      above carefull caves-  between watch towered trees
      where small specs of life, sneak everywhere
      sensing forth to touch the tender breeze

      Come Tender little eyes of light......

      just a suggestion, nothing more

      1. qwark profile image59
        qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

        ...good try Dutch now finish it...ok?
        Add a few lines to make the title: "Morning" live  :-)

    3. dutchman1951 profile image61
      dutchman1951posted 7 years agoin reply to this

      to soar defiant-  against nights obismal blue
      so high,  above oceans of mountainous green
      as if to guide the mothers tenderous hand
      a pointed touch-?  or a gift to man?

      and, words we will use to re-call the scene
      red with anger, or marmalade cream
      pastoral-sweet, or tender yawning
      is one word enough?  shal we call it Morning?

      I tried.....

      1. qwark profile image59
        qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

        Dutch...good try..how did that feel when ya read the whole thing with your ending?

        1. dutchman1951 profile image61
          dutchman1951posted 7 years agoin reply to this

          nice, it was fun???? I love to write poetry, have some on my Hub page, and plan to add more.

          1. qwark profile image59
            qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

            Dutch: I'll check one of yer "hub" poems..
            Dutch...I've never tried poetry in prose. You hang in there.
            If that's the kind you like to write...do it.
            I work hard to make my poetry rhyme. I love the rythm and cadence and trying to make an idea come to life in rhyme...:-)

            1. dutchman1951 profile image61
              dutchman1951posted 7 years agoin reply to this

              I have rhyme poems, but i love free style. Tell a story
              its fun, both ways, and I actualy use both.

              you made me think on this one, loved it.  smile

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    ralwusposted 7 years ago

    it shyt on me goodnight

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    zampanoposted 7 years ago

    it dives suddenly its eyes giving the fix
    of a prey to be taken
    from nature's stock to death shaken
    from its eager beak to young gullets not forsaken

    1. qwark profile image59
      qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      Zampano:
      Feedin' the kids in the nest at the break of dawn...lol good try! :-)

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        zampanoposted 7 years agoin reply to this

        That's very natural. Isn't it ?
        Natural poetry. hehehe

        1. qwark profile image59
          qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

          Yep...couldn't be more so...what's more natural than feedin' the kids...:-)

    2. dutchman1951 profile image61
      dutchman1951posted 7 years agoin reply to this

      these words are kind of mystic, very well done

  4. qwark profile image59
    qwarkposted 7 years ago

    Hey, I think this is s pretty good start on a poem.
    Only got 2 takers so far!
    No poets in the forum tonite...?
    I'll try to write a little more to get the "believers involved...:-)
    There I added a few lines for "believers."

  5. qwark profile image59
    qwarkposted 7 years ago

    Go for it guys...and girls...:-)

    1. dutchman1951 profile image61
      dutchman1951posted 7 years agoin reply to this

      hmmm, have to think on this one

  6. pylos26 profile image78
    pylos26posted 7 years ago

    quark wrote: Yep...couldn't be more so...what's more natural than feedin' the kids...:-)


    uhh...making the kids?

    1. qwark profile image59
      qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      Pylos:
      I'm far past wanting to "make kids." ... there's no joy in even thinking about it anymore...lol   :-)

  7. schoolgirlforreal profile image84
    schoolgirlforrealposted 7 years ago

    The colors of the world so lush
    Gave God the idea to rest on seventh day
    He laid down, put away His brush..
    And looked smiling at what He made

    1. qwark profile image59
      qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      I knew I could get a "believer" to try. ty schoolgirl...:-)

      Not too many poets in the forum.
      I thought there'd be more action if i'd start a peom and see what other writers would come up with.
      I'm disappointed.

      1. schoolgirlforreal profile image84
        schoolgirlforrealposted 7 years agoin reply to this

        thx qwark ! wink
        I found this task a bit daunting (that's not how I really talk lol!)
        cause your beginning start I thought was very very good smile

        1. qwark profile image59
          qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

          Ty School....try more of it..it's difficult but when ya finish ya look back and admire  yer good work...:-)

          1. raceegirl8 profile image61
            raceegirl8posted 7 years agoin reply to this

            A rainbow in the clouds
            Symbolizing a covenant to Noah from this day on
            No floods of rain in shrouds
            will destroy the earth
            A new day has dawn

            Blessings of another day to come
            For many entered not into His rest because of unbelief
            God calls a people who cease from their own works as He has done
            A people who will not rebell, hardened their hearts and suffer grief
            A people who surrender to the will of God and have no plans of their own


            Then a touch of the painter's brush
            Grand colors of silver and gold 
            Coming forth from obedience that only a refining fire can touch
            A people of God unfold
            Entering into the Holy of Holies through faith

            Why? Because this was God's work preordanied beforehand
            So elaborate that not one can diminish
            The eighth day, a day of rest so grand
            Brings forth a reality which from the beginning was already finished

            1. qwark profile image59
              qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

              Racegirl; gotta give ya credit! Ya spent some time and even tho very religious ya came up with poetry ya can call yer own. Nice feeling isnt it? to look back at what your mind came up with when challenged.
              Good for you! thanks for responding!

              1. raceegirl8 profile image61
                raceegirl8posted 7 years agoin reply to this

                lol smile  I love reading and composition, lit. etc., but have never written a poem... I always admired those who could... but thanks for the encouragement... I enjoyed yours very much

                1. qwark profile image59
                  qwarkposted 7 years agoin reply to this

                  TY Racegirl!
                  Stick with it! :-)

  8. couturepopcafe profile image61
    couturepopcafeposted 7 years ago

    Hey, qwark - I had to start one verse up from your last...

    (..."an eagle soars away on high
    an exquisite display of flight
    a silhouette against the sky
    of a dissapating night.")

    he was really a Whydah of uncommon speed
    dressed in a surcoat of steel
    who, flying in sinuous circles, did float
    with a surefire, surefooted zeal.

    now, a supplicate sylph on that starbright eve
    found herself in a stormy petrel
    at the slype of the moon the star chamber queen
    put her silvery wings in a spell

    young Whydah had spotted his sylvan amour
    as he played in the fragrant air
    a rainbow of light reflected his wings
    in the silk of her corn-colored hair

    as the morning star pushed over the ridge
    his spirit quickened and stirred
    the stridulous queen did thus advance
    but her wrath was never heard

    in the simple grace of the autumn dawn
    with evening sphere removed
    the swiveted queen had fled the fray
    where once her spirit proved

    a mighty force against all odds
    she thought to do her will
    but love had proved her wrong this time
    for God is Sovereign still.

 
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