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Post by Brigid Briton on Mar 5, 2014 8:19:23 GMT -6
Here's a new challenge that should be fun. I've written three lines. All you need do is come up with a final line. There is a final line that I have written, but you don't necessarily need to guess what it is. I'll reveal my last line once we see how others think this little scenario should end. Have fun!
It’s written all over your face, stage-whispers from your every pore, as you turn from my embrace,
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Post by Reilley on Mar 5, 2014 8:42:51 GMT -6
It’s written all over your face,
stage-whispers from your every pore,
as you turn from my embrace,
your heart's vessel sailing from shore.
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Post by hazelmsmith on Mar 5, 2014 8:52:02 GMT -6
'You won't see me anymore'.
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Post by Brigid Briton on Mar 5, 2014 9:18:32 GMT -6
Hey Reilley and Hazel, So happy you responded so quickly. I love the diversity of your last lines. They say the same thing, only in very different language. Isn't poetry wonderful! You're always welcome to try another last line on for size, or even write a second verse, if you're inspired to do so. It's funny how we can become attached to the people in a poem in such a short time. We want it to all work out, don't we?
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Post by hazelmsmith on Mar 6, 2014 2:05:54 GMT -6
It's all in the greasepaint you see, I just cannot view you the same, I'll always be 'Principal Boy' While you aspire to 'Pantomime Dame'!!
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Post by Brigid Briton on Mar 6, 2014 13:33:53 GMT -6
Oh, very well done Hazel! I like how you took the phrase "stage-whispers" and continued the "performance" theme. Great response!
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Post by hazelmsmith on Mar 6, 2014 15:00:28 GMT -6
ah theatre very much on my mind just now, myu son and I are only 4 weeks awaya from our first production with our local amateur operatic society!!! Glad you liked it.
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Post by Cory Raymond on Mar 6, 2014 16:22:02 GMT -6
and cut me to the core.
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Post by hazelmsmith on Mar 6, 2014 16:42:46 GMT -6
I like this one!!
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Post by Fire Monkey on Mar 7, 2014 6:54:55 GMT -6
It’s written all over your face, stage-whispers from your every pore, as you turn from my embrace,
and slowly walk out the door.
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Post by Starrsandarts on Mar 7, 2014 9:24:45 GMT -6
I run, wisely, to the exit door.
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Post by Brigid Briton on Mar 7, 2014 9:35:33 GMT -6
Ha Ha, Starrsanddarts, good one! Good to have you visit us. We'd love to have you join the forum! It's free and it's fun.
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Post by poet4uu on Mar 11, 2014 12:49:49 GMT -6
all I hear is, "Nevermore, Lenore."
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Post by Brigid Briton on Mar 11, 2014 22:39:25 GMT -6
Hiya "poet4uu",
That's a great last line. We actually had a raven challenge here too, in which some of us dared to play around with Poe's iconic work.
I'm glad you showed up here. I hope you'll come back!
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