Who's game for the challenge?
Thought I'd re-issue mine
THE CHALLENGE IS SIMPLE,
WRITE A POEM IN ANY FORM
USING EVERDAY OBJECTS/ THINGS
THAT YOU USE/EAT/SEE EVERYDAY
IN A METAPHORIC VIEW/OUTLOOK
OF/ON LIFE, THEY CAN BE POSITIVE,
NEGATIVE OR BOTH.
I HAVE REPOSTED AN EARLIER
POEM I WROTE AS AN EXAMPLE.
Enjoy your daily slice of life.
Take the daily bread of life you are given,
Sometimes you overtoast your slice -
and get burnt,
other times you use too much butter -
and people you hurt.
But if you do not like your given slice,
Take it back, change it for another,
this time scrape off the burnt bits -
and skip the butter.
See, we are all given,
the same slice of life,
how everything turns out -
Well, it depends on what you do with your slice.
19/12/05.
Poetry by liz munro
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Written on 2008-11-19 at 03:07
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Thought I'd re-issue mine
CHALLENGE: A metaphoric view on/of life using everyday objects REPOST
THE CHALLENGE IS SIMPLE,
WRITE A POEM IN ANY FORM
USING EVERDAY OBJECTS/ THINGS
THAT YOU USE/EAT/SEE EVERYDAY
IN A METAPHORIC VIEW/OUTLOOK
OF/ON LIFE, THEY CAN BE POSITIVE,
NEGATIVE OR BOTH.
I HAVE REPOSTED AN EARLIER
POEM I WROTE AS AN EXAMPLE.
Enjoy your daily slice of life.
Take the daily bread of life you are given,
Sometimes you overtoast your slice -
and get burnt,
other times you use too much butter -
and people you hurt.
But if you do not like your given slice,
Take it back, change it for another,
this time scrape off the burnt bits -
and skip the butter.
See, we are all given,
the same slice of life,
how everything turns out -
Well, it depends on what you do with your slice.
19/12/05.
Poetry by liz munro
Read 484 times
Written on 2008-11-19 at 03:07
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
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