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Emmy Member
since 1999-06-29
Posts 194KY |
I feel like challenging some people today, so I thought up a little something to keep you people's minds turning for a bit. If you're up to it, I'd like to see what you guys can come up with using the line: "draining the color out of black and white". I overheard someone used that as an expression a while back and I want to see how that line inspires you guys. So go for it! I'm looking forward to seeing what turns up!  P.S. Please post your poems in the "Open Poetry" forum, I'll be more likely to see them there. Just label them so I knew they're in response to this challenge. Thanks! [This message has been edited by Emmy (edited 08-08-99).] |
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Craig Member
since 1999-06-10
Posts 444 |
This isn't good enough for the Open Forum so I'll post it here. There’s a fire that’s burning out the heart of this neighborhood A race hate thing smoldering, through all the young kindling wood Raging hatred, scorching fear, where lifelong friendship stood There’s a fire that’s burning out the heart of the neighborhood There’s been warning bells tolling in these city streets for years Threatening pain and hatred, paying out in blood and tears Reporters said there were trends here, that echoed national fears There’s been warning bells tolling in these city streets for years They closed down all the factories then the battle lines were drawn The board moved every job abroad, the people but a pawn They choose high profits, in a brave new economic dawn They closed down all the factories then the battle lines were drawn A congressman stood high up on the hill to make a speech Said how he sympathized, and that he didn’t like to preach He swore the instigators stood out, well within our reach A congressman stood high up on the hill to make a speech A youth lies dying in a gutter drenched with blood tonight He could have been a father, but his eyes won’t see that sight No miracle on seventh street, no flash of blinding light A youth lies dying in a gutter drenched with blood tonight His mothers tears draining, the color out of black and white [This message has been edited by Craig (edited 08-08-99).] |
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Emmy Member
since 1999-06-29
Posts 194KY |
WOW!!! I really must underestimate the power of poetry when only given one line!!! You really blew me away with this one, Craig. I say you go for it and post it in "Open Poetry"! Thanks for accepting my challenge, too, by the way! It'll be hard for anyone else to match you! Any takers? |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
I can't compete with Craig's poem! It's too darn good! Great idea - great poem!  |
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Sue Member
since 1999-08-04
Posts 383France |
I can't compete with Craig, either - if he thinks that poem isn't good enough for the open forum than I will never post any of mine again. This is just for fun, and is very definitely not good enough for the open forum: I had a funny dream in bed last night, It nearly made me bellow I dreamt that all the piebald mares were blue And all the cops wore yellow But worst of all there hung a pall Of purple-spotted smoke And once that night I just caught sight Of a luminous green fellow. My alarm clock broke that terrible dream Shrilling for all it was worth Draining the colour out of black and white And bringing me back to earth |
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Emmy Member
since 1999-06-29
Posts 194KY |
Hehehe. I liked your poem and it's silliness. Thanks for a giggle! |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
Craig, that poem gave me chills! Very powerful stuff. If you don't think that's good enough, I'd love to see your other work! |
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redwriter1 Member
since 1999-07-22
Posts 480Franklin, TN |
too good for me to compete with. (whewww).. Great job!! |
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