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Continuous Poetry Game!!!
Continuous Poetry Game!!!
I don't think this has been done beofre. My idea is that someone starts off a poem (about whatever they want) 4 lines maximum. Then the next person continues (again, maximum of 4 lines), with whatever they think the poem is/should be about. Got it? Also, please please please wait until you see the last person's comment, or else we'll all be mixed up. Ready?
You step onto the dance floor
Hesitantly, falteringly,
Practiced.
submitted by Twirlgirl, age 13, My Imaginary Dance Studio
(February 11, 2019 - 8:36 pm)
(February 11, 2019 - 8:36 pm)
The butterflies
Swarming
Attacking
Inside you
(February 11, 2019 - 9:20 pm)
But you've done this before
Why should this be any different
That's what you don't know
Why do you always get this way
(February 11, 2019 - 10:33 pm)
(February 11, 2019 - 9:56 pm)
On the outside you are smooth,
Steady. But on the inside you tremble, terrified,
balanced on your twitching toe,
always on the threshold, the precipice
(February 12, 2019 - 9:44 am)
Hey, this is a cool idea, TwirlGirl!
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The audience is looking now,
You tighten up inside
Emotions flowing through your chest,
You wipe your tears and try
(February 12, 2019 - 3:55 pm)
Ba-bump, ba-bump
You hear you heart beat.
One-two, One-two
To the music's solid beat,
(February 13, 2019 - 6:47 am)
you clench your heart's emotions and
try to focus on what you're doing--
meant to be here.
why can't you see the stage? it swims.
(February 13, 2019 - 6:26 pm)
The music
The sweeping music
It's the only thing to keep you from falling
But it's too delicate to support your straining muscles
(February 13, 2019 - 10:34 pm)
How about we make an end date? 'Cause if not it'll just go on forever... maybe the 19th? Then the person who posted last I guess, will start a new and totally different poem. It'll be really interesting to see the finshed poem. (It's so interesting how much my idea changed :))
(February 13, 2019 - 11:45 pm)
It fills my head
Making my heart pound
(February 14, 2019 - 12:19 pm)
My steps twirl
Like the memories
Rushing through my head
(February 14, 2019 - 3:51 pm)
They often torment me
Not now
The daggers inside once cut
Now molten they flow through me
Hot
Into the fierce sadness of the music
(February 14, 2019 - 4:57 pm)
You know it will be
The last time
Perhaps that's why
You also know it will be fine.
(February 17, 2019 - 7:15 pm)