DeadPoet SG Inspired by our fellow poet Master -_- poem, November Shadows. Let us try our hand in writing a similar poem. First choose a month or if you want maybe a season. Then using a motion words (For example, stagger, limp, dance, glide, creep, crawl, etc) show how the month/season arrives. Next in a few sentences describe what the month/season does while it is here. Follow by what how it leaves and finally how you feel about it. You can write in past or present tense, up to you. For a start this is my version. September sneaked among the unwary stabbing deep into the heart of Innocence spreading pains and terrors then stormed out of sight dragging thousands of unwilling anguish souls leaving behind silent memories I was stunned
Origami SG January arrives to mark the new year Moving proudly without any fear New wishes and new resolutions Planting the seeds of many ambitions Will it be good? Will it be bad? Will it be happy? Will it be sad? Easiest way is to go with the flow Do not worry cos it will show Sitting here in front of the screen I wonder how this year I've been Have I done my best, is everything fine For next year I am Twenty Nine Life is such We worry too much Watch our mind All will be fine
eskyhastofall SG December pounces with customary grandeur Misting over the land with showers of ice Lightening the night with shimmering crystals Mere words were reduced to puffs of smokes They linger for you to marvel, but only for a sight Before swirling away with gleeful delight I held out my hands and caught a drop It remained in my hands with stubborn pride As if my warmth is nought compared with The finest season of them all
fallin SG erm…does monsoon count as a season? Considering that singapore only 1 kinda of weather all yr round.
DeadPoet SG Monsoon? Hmm... sure why not. This is only just an poetry exercise so that you won't get rusty. Bring it on.
eskyhastofall SG monsoon?? i thought it's pretty obvious that i'm talking about snow.... and erm, this is not in singapore context.... the 'drop' in the last stanza is not a drop of rain!!! it's a snow drop!!! 'stubborn pride' refers to its refusal to melt. cos very cold lor! so i refer to my 'warmth' as insignificant to the winter season...hmm...got it?
En' SG Interesting~! Me long ago rusted up liaoz, now restarting engines and hope it isn't too terrible. Here goes June: Summer noon of tea and roses, June days filtered in like sunshine through forest. Multiple rays of light so crisp and sharp, As nature resumes the role of a bard. Endless stories of ancient wisdoms, as the wild berries came into their season. Just a simple day of strawberries and cream, and city nights of summer flings. The season of inspiration, muses and dreams, Strolling so slowly throughout the days, Lazy days laced with subtle sweetness, Hours that soon faded without a trace...
Nelstar SG November cried, when a friend died, As he jumped off a building tall, To his deadly fall. The rain that went down, Beat me to the ground. I see myself in him, As life grows dim....
DeadPoet SG This is getting interesting. Different interpretation of a poem. Hee hee. But since the author says it is snow, then snow it shall be. Let it snow in Singapore please. Just for one day, please.
True_Xerion SG hmm ok here's me, dun laff k? April whirled me into being peace in red storm's eye if it left I feel it not
