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strawberry flavored pancakes and milk and her under the beige umbrella on the patio licking the red top off the maple syrup bottle dinner never tasted so good - Martha Grace Hsieh and Daniel J. Flore III
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Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 10:05 AM UTC
m-g-hsieh
pastry spit with Cherry on top (collab poem)
strawberry flavored pancakes and milk and her under the beige umbrella on the patio licking the red top off the maple syrup bottle dinner never tasted so good - Martha Grace Hsieh and Daniel J. Flore III
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These verses filled the void; Contributions from 'round the world; From men and women, young and old; Creating something out of nothing. A prosaic mosaic, a collaboration, From HP poets, a celebration. *A blank line Awaits my thoughts A blank line It’s an invitation A blank line Patiently empty A blank line It calls on creativity A blank line* [sic writerunblocked] *To comment on this I cannot resist The daily poem takes a new twist At the top slot a poem that's not A poem that doesn't exist* [sic. Martin] *For the life of me - I cannot think the words - refilling blanks, and slots - not coming across, absurd - at least, not in, so many, words* [sic Temporal Fugue] *Farts are nothing, but previews for **** just like most Movie trailers at the theatre.* [sic Hasani] Please fill in is the Story of My Life The Invisible lines the Unseen pain I walk among the crowds but I am not there all they see is a shell when the truth of myself is withdrawn deep inside lost between the invisible lines [sic James M. Vines] *When at 12 midnight And my heart beats a certain pace I finally turn off the lights As tears stream down my face* [sic jace] *the vacuum Empty yourself of From... What u retain What u contain What u detain What u abstain Draw the lines of... Your Boundary Your territory Your trajectory Your sanctuary You.... Draw your lines of action Define your confinement Create your vaccum And now.... The love flows in The bliss moves in The happiness gushes in* [Jugnu-the-firefly] *THESE underscores from a your keyboard-- Bored-as-hell I can see The creative act has been forced-in This outsourced work, taking our Outsourced words, during work-hours* [sic Sean Murray] *Lines Lines Blank call like void of creation to birth. They grab my attention luring poet mind to commence firing away. It fires in blasts of gratitude, jarring empty spaces of thoughts Phases that have no connections until pen touches paper or fingers touch keyboard. Until I shout out to another writer named Francie who inspired to fill the void.*[sic Star BG] *i would have described my frustrations what i expect from u but i decide to keep my lips shut its not what it seems sometimes my lips cant depict my problems........* [sic Gucco] *It's a new year, yet are we, new people although many others have been extinguished, my star still shines and twinkles (although not as valiantly) and so does yours and I pray that it may twinkle, for the longest time indeed.* [sic sincere humble cowardly Song] *Words can be over-rated, its the blank page that often inspires, images tumbling over themselves, waiting to be scribed by word-squires.* [sic Pagan Paul] *Like this goose of a poem I'm holdin' The deliberate silence of this is golden Now don't be cheap and don't be crass hold your words until the last without donkey ears your still being an a...* [sic Green Trees] *The symmetry of her eyes collapsed into the void............ ....sixteen teardrops spilled on the morning sky............ ............Colorless and absurd............................ ............the sunrise misplaces past happiness............ Future was you* [sic Kyte] *Your poem is good but mine is better You should feel the poem, writing doesn't matter* [sic Daman Singh] *I do nothing Others do it for me* [sic Dennis Faulk] To all the confusing things that roam my head and heart that I cannot read what it’s actually telling me. [sic Sara] *The eyes sees genuineness that mind yearns The heart feels what it needs to learn, Yet all is but God's ultimate plan! Life amidst it's hustsles goes on and on.* [sic Saumya] *Broken Chains Free me,break these chains of ******* Chains that bound and confine me to rules Shackles that control me against my will Fetters that make me submit to emotions Irons that make me less humane,free me Till all that's left are broken chains.* [sic Abi] *Feelings so fierce as they swarm inside No escape as theyey spin and spin I try to open a door To let them out At last, the page is blank* [sic Lin] *light for sure shy of ardor less is more why try harder?* [Ian Woods] And thus the blankness left, And the void was filled.
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 5:38 PM UTC
francie-lynch
The Visible Poem: Blank No More: A Prosaic Mosaic Collaboration
These verses filled the void; Contributions from 'round the world; From men and women, young and old; Creating something out of nothing. A prosaic mosaic, a collaboration, From HP poets, a celebration. *A blank line Awaits my thoughts A blank line It’s an invitation A blank line Patiently empty A blank line It calls on creativity A blank line* [sic writerunblocked] *To comment on this I cannot resist The daily poem takes a new twist At the top slot a poem that's not A poem that doesn't exist* [sic. Martin] *For the life of me - I cannot think the words - refilling blanks, and slots - not coming across, absurd - at least, not in, so many, words* [sic Temporal Fugue] *Farts are nothing, but previews for **** just like most Movie trailers at the theatre.* [sic Hasani] Please fill in is the Story of My Life The Invisible lines the Unseen pain I walk among the crowds but I am not there all they see is a shell when the truth of myself is withdrawn deep inside lost between the invisible lines [sic James M. Vines] *When at 12 midnight And my heart beats a certain pace I finally turn off the lights As tears stream down my face* [sic jace] *the vacuum Empty yourself of From... What u retain What u contain What u detain What u abstain Draw the lines of... Your Boundary Your territory Your trajectory Your sanctuary You.... Draw your lines of action Define your confinement Create your vaccum And now.... The love flows in The bliss moves in The happiness gushes in* [Jugnu-the-firefly] *THESE underscores from a your keyboard-- Bored-as-hell I can see The creative act has been forced-in This outsourced work, taking our Outsourced words, during work-hours* [sic Sean Murray] *Lines Lines Blank call like void of creation to birth. They grab my attention luring poet mind to commence firing away. It fires in blasts of gratitude, jarring empty spaces of thoughts Phases that have no connections until pen touches paper or fingers touch keyboard. Until I shout out to another writer named Francie who inspired to fill the void.*[sic Star BG] *i would have described my frustrations what i expect from u but i decide to keep my lips shut its not what it seems sometimes my lips cant depict my problems........* [sic Gucco] *It's a new year, yet are we, new people although many others have been extinguished, my star still shines and twinkles (although not as valiantly) and so does yours and I pray that it may twinkle, for the longest time indeed.* [sic sincere humble cowardly Song] *Words can be over-rated, its the blank page that often inspires, images tumbling over themselves, waiting to be scribed by word-squires.* [sic Pagan Paul] *Like this goose of a poem I'm holdin' The deliberate silence of this is golden Now don't be cheap and don't be crass hold your words until the last without donkey ears your still being an a...* [sic Green Trees] *The symmetry of her eyes collapsed into the void............ ....sixteen teardrops spilled on the morning sky............ ............Colorless and absurd............................ ............the sunrise misplaces past happiness............ Future was you* [sic Kyte] *Your poem is good but mine is better You should feel the poem, writing doesn't matter* [sic Daman Singh] *I do nothing Others do it for me* [sic Dennis Faulk] To all the confusing things that roam my head and heart that I cannot read what it’s actually telling me. [sic Sara] *The eyes sees genuineness that mind yearns The heart feels what it needs to learn, Yet all is but God's ultimate plan! Life amidst it's hustsles goes on and on.* [sic Saumya] *Broken Chains Free me,break these chains of ******* Chains that bound and confine me to rules Shackles that control me against my will Fetters that make me submit to emotions Irons that make me less humane,free me Till all that's left are broken chains.* [sic Abi] *Feelings so fierce as they swarm inside No escape as theyey spin and spin I try to open a door To let them out At last, the page is blank* [sic Lin] *light for sure shy of ardor less is more why try harder?* [Ian Woods] And thus the blankness left, And the void was filled.
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