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Leaving Daylight

Submitted by China Blue on Tue, 2012-08-28 09:19

Leaving Daylight

The train is leaving daylight
traversing into the shadows
wheels are spewing fire
they light up the night
and I it's only rider
as this train leaves daylight

streamline is it's body
forged of blackened steel
from the kiln
of the devils realm
this train that leaves daylight

Many a soul has rode this train
with it's banshee sounding squeal
I but one,for deeds I've done
will ride again and again

Banging Away...

Submitted by Geezer on Mon, 2012-08-27 21:37

Sound of gongs upon the wind of lust
Makes her passion rise

Turns her promises to dust

Night-time rhythms on repeat
Keep the pattern

Here’s a gong that you can beat

Jacky-boy can make her smile
She feels special

He does it all the while

Thirst of the body, rules over the brain
Crescendo is real near

Thunder now and rain

The echoed tones of a brassy gong
Fills their hearts

In time to a summer song

Workshop: 
RHYME PATTERNS (part 1) let's begin

Bang the Gong...for rhyme and patterns workshop II

Submitted by Geezer on Mon, 2012-08-27 21:34

Sound of gongs upon the wind of lust
Makes her passion rise

Turns her promises to dust

Night-time rhythms on repeat
Keep the pattern

Here’s a gong that you can beat

Jacky-boy can make her smile
She feels special

He does it all the while

Thirst of the body, rules over the brain
Crescendo is real near

Thunder now and rain

The echoed tones of a brassy gong
Fills their hearts

In time to a summer song

Workshop: 
RHYME PATTERNS (part 1) let's begin

TOO LATE (positive critique shop exercise #1) self critique

Submitted by scribbler on Mon, 2012-08-27 21:05

Like hasty hurried hummingbirds
before the first cool autumn breeze
names and places, even words
fade like mundane memories

Whisps of mists are all that's left
of a mind once crisp and clear
ere long my mind will be bereft
of even those I now hold close

Before ability absconds
I'll go on one last woodland wander
Ere Alshimmers steals my sole
I'll.....I'lll....I'll what? I sit and wonder
Before....Befive.....Honeybees....BB's....................

Workshop: 
Critique workshop - positive critiques

EIN SPATZ

Submitted by Esker on Mon, 2012-08-27 21:02

killing wings
she spreads
and in her legs she cradles

BOMBEN

harvester of darkness
slipstream
godess

bringing Valkryies mighty honors
in the vanquished anguished
eve

the torrent of the sins deliverance
by pure beauty
by pure creed

sieve

Submitted by brittle light on Mon, 2012-08-27 16:43

heavy night air sags
motionless
waiting for rain
as misty blue jazz
seeps
through a lingering haze

a sullen sigh
a twinge of heartache
and for the moment
sadness seems cool

tarnished dreaming (mindful, memorable freeform workshop)

Submitted by judyanne on Mon, 2012-08-27 13:49

bright red mortality
spews onto old-ochre dirt
as guilelessness pools
into the dreamtime drawing

black skin sweats tears
in the shade-less midday sun
while lean dusty limbs
are chiselled into the foetal position
in a paroxysm of agony and fear

the sugar sack lies open
its contents
innocuously white
mixing to a gentle pink
with the spreading tide
of crimson death

a station-owner’s gift
to the colours of the dreaming
arsenic’s metal-grey
effects its cause
.

Workshop: 
Mindful Memorable Freeform: The Challenge

JOURNEY--updated

Submitted by Geremia on Mon, 2012-08-27 13:33

JOURNEY
I think it’s time
you find your way
to my front door.

Things aren’t the same
as they were before.
Today is suddenly tomorrow
and each day is
one more borrowed.

No wondering.
No guessing
No playing the odds
anymore

Yes.
I think it’s time
you take me
home/

imagery..Personification (positive Critique WS) #1

Submitted by Rula on Mon, 2012-08-27 10:57

When the flowers smile,

my heart swings

and sways

then all the words

go silent.

Workshop: 
Critique workshop - positive critiques

Imagery (Simile or metaphor that is the ???) Critique exercise 1

Submitted by Ian.T on Mon, 2012-08-27 10:19

A metaphor is a literary figure of speech that describes a subject by asserting that it is, on some point of comparison, the same as another otherwise unrelated object.
Metaphor is a type of analogy and is closely related to other rhetorical figures of speech that achieve their effects via association, comparison or resemblance including allegory, hyperbole, and simile.

Workshop: 
Critique workshop - positive critiques

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