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James Crow

Challenging myself

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Theme 64: Multitasking

 

Juggle

 

At a circus,

I saw a clown juggling balls.

How do you do that,

I said.

He said the same way I do my life.

Just one ball at a time,

notice what is happening and plan for the next.

As I turn to leave,

I heard a ball drop.

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Theme 65: Horror

 

Heart

 

I hear the beat,

a tiny drum in a jungle of darkness.

It is there,

NO THERE!

Its coming,

coming I say.

It will kill us all,

before the break of day.

Now close your eyes,

it will go away.

Thats...thats what they all say.

I fear they are right,

as I close my eyes for the night,

the beating,

slow, and the breathing is warm...

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Theme 66: Traps

 

Hidden deep in a room,

a chest lies.

Waiting for the day,

someone is brave enough to peer inside.

But no one knows,

how to doge the many traps on the way.

And somewhere,

someone laughs.

Cause he knows the greatest trap,

is in the game.

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Theme 67: 67%

 

Over half way,

I can see the end.

Though I stumble,

mud covering my face.

The cheer of friends,

motivate my hands.

Lift me up,

one more time,

carry me to the finish line.

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Theme 68: Hero

 

No one wears,

a big red S.

No one stalks the night,

dressed like a bat.

There is no good,

to stop all the evil.

Well.....

I think I should give it a start.

I will be there,

when you need to cry.

I'll be there

when you want to laugh.

I will protect you,

carry you,

never let you fall.

Just so you know,

there is a little hero in all.

I ask you to be there,

for me.

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Theme 71: Obsession

 

Poems

 

Started as a hobby,

it brought me joy and fun.

People started liking what I wrote,

now I can't stop them.

I think I am starting to choke.

What has happen to the good ones,

I use to write.

They have been swept away,

By all the blood and tears.

They are forced,

no longer from the heart.

What happened to my poems,

where should I start.

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Theme 72: Mischief managed

 

In five minutes,

I could hold the

world in my hands.

Talk my sister into joining

my diabolical plans.

And as we go,

to start are evil reign,

you would take our hands.

Saying it will all have to wait,

for another day.

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Theme 73: I can't

 

Another step is to far...

Another second is to long...

Another blink is to lonely...

Another memory is to painful...

Another drink is to much...

Another day is to short...

Another dream is to hard...

...to forget,

I just can't.

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Theme 74: Are you challenging me

 

A mountain stood,

alone against the world.

A man climbed,

never looking back.

Never making it to the top,

always falling back down.

Never giving, up.

He knew if he continued,

one day he would reach the top.

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Theme 75: Mirror

 

Though I show a grin.

Though I laugh and sing.

When I look in the mirror,

I see a monster.

That I know is the other me,

the true me...

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Theme 76: Broken pieces

 

When you said good-bye

my heart shattered like glass.

Into a sea of despair it sank.

Then she came along,

her heart, like mine,

broken for what might be all time.

But like the artist we are,

we made a mosaic,

out of our broken hearts.

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Theme 77: Test

 

Will you love me?

 

A. Yes, till we have children.

B. Yes, till our hair turns grey.

C. Yes, till the sands run out.

D. All of the above.

 

You know that in this test,

I would always pick,

D.

Edited by James Crow

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Theme 78: Drink

 

Cast down into the pits,

for all time.

There stands a man,

by the name of Tantalus.

Damned is he,

by the gods.

Forever standing by a fruit tree,

that grows when he

tries to eat.

Forever standing in a lake,

that dries up when he

tries to drink.

 

I feel like,

that.

Forever standing near a phone,

that dies when I

try to call.

Forever standing in a crowd of people,

that all run away when I

try to talk.

 

What I would give,

to drink from that

lake.

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Theme 79: Starvation

 

Thousands of lonely hearts,

beating in unison.

 

Hundreds of starving hearts,

beating out of unison.

 

One dying heart,

completely forgets the tempo.

 

While hate fed the masses.

One, only one,

begged to be fed,

love.

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You know what, that gets tiresome

*well if you posted everyday*

This wouldent happen, I KNOW.

 

Well since I have only a few weeks left, 21 days to be exact. I think I will make a new challenge.

*Well, what is it?*

 

I will post everyday!

*yeah, right*

I'll show you.

 

♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣

 

Editors note: The reason that there is two voices is that James is currently in an old mansion, a haunted old mansion. That is all, thank you very much. Drive home safely...

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Theme 80: Words

 

Help me come up with the words

to explain my feelings.

Some are too strong,

while others are too tough.

But in the end,

you'll need a dictionary.

Cause almost every word in it,

describes you.

Edited by James Crow

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Theme 81: Pen and Paper

 

Pen and paper,

blood and body,

tears and eyes,

love and hearts,

sand and time,

milk and cereal,

you and me.

Somethings,

are just meant to be.

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My lord, just nineteen more days, then...

I don't know. Maybe more poems. Any ideas?

Well...I'll cross that bridge when I get there.

See you tomorrow!

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I'm back. I start to dout my ability to post, and write. I am very sorry but I shall end it all tomorrow, when I wake. But now, yes now, I shall play catch up, so enjoy!

♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣

 

Theme 82: Can't you hear me

 

Running from the devil,

too many wrong turns.

You said,

He's after you!

GO! Leave me alone!

And into the dark you ran,

tears falling from your face.

 

Can't you see me?

Do you even know I'm alive?

Can't you hear me?

Don't you know it was all a lie?

 

I heard the devil no more,

thanking my stars I lost him.

I said,

Now she is okay,

NO! I've got to find her!

And into the dark I ran,

fearing the tears that fell.

 

I can see you!

I know your alive!

I can hear you!

I know it was all a lie!

 

Finding you, cornered by the devil,

you took too many dead ends.

He said,

Now I have you,

BOTH! Nowhere to run.

And I held your hand,

saying never cry again.

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Theme 83: Heal

 

You have played

long today,

many bruises and cut

show me you had your fun.

Now don't,

don't run away.

It is time for you to

heal.

So rest sweet,

Gaia.

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Theme 85: Spiral

 

DNA

 

Spinning, hypnotically around,

you put the entire room

in a trance.

 

No one can hear a sound.

Footsteps closing, foreshadowing doom,

and you continue to dance.

 

You fall, gracefully into a mound,

everyone now sleeps, in their tomb.

Our path killed romance.

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Theme 87: Food

 

I'm starving my mind,

nothing to feast here.

Why are you, so kind?

Offering me nothing more than fear.

OH, what am I to do,

in a desert with no food.

I thought I heard a coo,

but, no.

I ate all that long,

so long ago.

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