A soft, sunny meadow. A trail, winding North. Hiking beneath the mountains. The pastel setting sun. Clouds like watercolor streaks. Waterfall, sparkling with moonlight. Silent snowfall in...
A soft, sunny meadow.
A trail, winding North.
Hiking beneath the mountains.
The pastel setting sun.
Clouds like watercolor streaks.
Waterfall, sparkling with moonlight.
Silent snowfall in darkness.
Cold morning, hot campfire.
Farewell, forest. Let's return.
I may have gone a bit overboard. I tried to make each poem stand alone, but also flow together with each other.
Also, I'd be remiss to not mention my personal favorite four-word poem:
Those four words you've quoted are just an opening phrase. The poem itself has a few more than four words: https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/8090242-the-stars-like-dust-encircle-me-in-living-mists-of
Those four words you've quoted are just an opening phrase. The poem itself has a few more than four words:
The stars, like dust, encircle me
In living mists of light;
And all of space I seem to see
In one vast burst of sight.
Fucking fucker's
fucking fucked.
(ancient technician mantra)
My neck,
My back.
They shouldn't've...
But did.
I'dn't've, you'dn't've.
'twou'dn't, y'all'd've.
My sympathy,
my shoulderblade!
Not yours,
you plagiarist!
Lick my pussy and my crack - Khia
Six is not four.
"My pussy. My crack."
@firstname Algernon
lastname polemics :P
take it easy
guys!
Kittens fighting?
It's play!
Kittens?
Best Tildes demonym!
Tildesian names?
Controversy reigns.
We brought you flowers
Put them in water
Research the "Algernon" reference
Second 'my' redundant anyway.
Paying interest,
Emotional debt.
I
Have
No
Dreams
She chose to die.
So he could live.
Redeemed, the poem was. ;)
Bittersweet is the word đ
Such a sad story.
"The usual."
"Rough week?"
Lossless Haiku Compression, perhaps?
Open window,
summer scents.
Her period is peaceful
Questionmark, not so much.
The child is not. Phew!
First steps.
First fall.
Not perfect,
Posted anyways.
Bad date
Up late
A soft, sunny meadow.
A trail, winding North.
Hiking beneath the mountains.
The pastel setting sun.
Clouds like watercolor streaks.
Waterfall, sparkling with moonlight.
Silent snowfall in darkness.
Cold morning, hot campfire.
Farewell, forest. Let's return.
I may have gone a bit overboard. I tried to make each poem stand alone, but also flow together with each other.
Also, I'd be remiss to not mention my personal favorite four-word poem:
- Isaac Asimov
Those four words you've quoted are just an opening phrase. The poem itself has a few more than four words:
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/8090242-the-stars-like-dust-encircle-me-in-living-mists-of
Inevitably Socrates faces oblivion
Socrates: "I drank what?!"
Ice cream.
Dropped!
Tears.
Sun shines.
Heart rains.
Ground beef.
Bound grief.
Woulda, coulda, shoulda? Hadda.
Ugh...
Piss off, cat!
Also, Dog? Stop pooping.
Oh my god,
same.
What next?
Another step.
Lost snow, too hot.
[I like this game.]
The goggles, do nothing.
I'm wearing pants, promise!
Remote workers life story.
But noone listens anymore.
so
dark it
breathes
Plums weep,
night whitens.
Photograph wanes,
feelings emerge.
Without Life, Nothing Floats
Tuntussuqatarniksaitengqiggtuq!
Polysynthetic languages win
Brought missiles
to catfight
:P
Humanist degree
Finally pays!
Fellow humanist!
Finnish rocks!
Finnish rocks?
Mainly metamorphic!
EpÀjÀrjestelmÀllistyttÀmÀttömyydellisyydettömyydellÀnsÀhÀnkökÀÀn:
agglutinatives also cool!
cocoa
slippers
book
contentment
Proposal?
Accepted!
Pleased?
Afraid!
No, just four words!
I have no words.
no rhyme, no reason
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Badger, badger, mushroom, snake.
One, two, three, floor.
burnt out
disoriented
perseverant
Midday,
Monday,
Cotton head.
He breathed
She screamed
Empty daily mourning coffee.
I like this thread.
Billy let go, again.
This poem's broken rules.
Rules are made to be broken!
My very existence is rebellion!
Thread like Dark Souls