Inspired by SCRIBBLER! just post 1 stanza at a time to continue the poem. Let's see where this goes.
Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.
Aug 30, 2011
Emergancy Exit... (A ROUND ROBIN POEM)
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
continued
in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth
3rd stanza
Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?
I'll need others to cut and paste this together. NEXT! lol
Groping in the darkness...
Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.
in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth
Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?
7th stanza (greedy Rhiannon!)
The inevitable psychosis
is positive osmosis
of brain cells dead
positive dread
lol Why the 7th stanza?
lol
Why the 7th stanza?
Stan asked for one stanza each
but no biggy
was just wondering why 7th
was just wondering why 7th and not 4th? its fine, lol
True, evertything is all my fault
mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa
and proud of it.
Rhiannon, may I suggest you put together what we have here
in one poem, then decide whether to continue or you write an end verse,
one last stanza, first come first serve
Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.
in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth
Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?
No fear a slow release
Red ribbons of grace descend
Give me my self
Let me go damn you
Groping in the darkness...
Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.
in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth
Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?
No fear a slow release
Red ribbons of grace descend
Give me my self
Let me go damn you
Cold death grips my tongue
Your voices will cease
I sink away from you
Into this hellish abyss
Now embalmed in darkness
there is no fear of death
with all worldly sins
now light years away...
last line
Even I finally did something right................................
Hi Stan
i couldn't understand what you mean by "Even i finally did something right"...can you please expand on that?..please do..
AND HERE IT ALL IS!
Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.
in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth
Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?
No fear a slow release
Red ribbons of grace descend
Give me my self
Let me go damn you
Cold death grips my tongue
Your voices will cease
I sink away from you
Into this hellish abyss
Now embalmed in darkness
there is no fear of death
with all worldly sins
now light years away...
The inevitable psychosis
is positive osmosis
of brain cells dead
positive dread
Even I finally did something right................................