Mardrax Posted April 16, 2011 Report Share Posted April 16, 2011 So right. I've decided to take up this challenge as a way to get out of my "I should write more" cycle of remarking that, but not following up. Also, it's a step in my admittedly ambitious plan to get myself to obey some discipline, instead of always balking at it. So what challenge is this? Some of you might have seen it floating around. I'll be trying to write a single poem every day, each to a different theme, for 100 days. At that rate, I should be finished in late juli. Let's see if I can keep this up. Feedback and comments are absolutely welcome in between my own stuff. Here goes: ~~~~~ Theme 1: Introduction First Coming two wolves pulled you your car standing there hood open, trunk crammed a traveler in body I wasn't just seeing where you were going where we were going since I travelled too and that first awkward second hug of first impressions quick, glancing, tentative summarised our not knowing what to do until the wolf brought the Moon down down out of sight but never out of mind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snypiuer Posted April 16, 2011 Report Share Posted April 16, 2011 A worthy goal! As you know, I am not good at critiquing. But, I WILL do this to help you out: I, Snypiuer, WILL award Mardrax ONE FREE MIGHTY PEN T-SHIRT (of one of these sizes: S, M, L, XL, XXL) if he posts a MINIMUM of 1 original poem a day for 100 CONSECUTIVE days. How's THAT for incentive?! In fact, not only is Mardrax GUARANTEED a shirt IF he succeeds: I, Snypiuer, will award TWO MORE FREE MIGHTY PEN T-SHIRTS (of one of these sizes: S, M, L, XL, XXL) to two other Pennites if they are able to posts a MINIMUM of 1 original poem a day for 100 CONSECUTIVE days - these will go to the FIRST two to do this and if more than two qualify, winners will be randomly picked from all who do qualify. Also, IF Mardrax is unable to finish, his shirt will be made available for a third Pennite to try for. Any questions, let me know and GOOD LUCK! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 16, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 16, 2011 (edited) Lol Snypiuer, quick response there. Stop biscuiting about your commenting skills though, you've anything at all to offer, I'll accept it gladly. And yay for some extra incentive. Let's see what we can make of this. ~~~~~ Theme 2: Love (To have this exfenetrated) It might be good, but it's a bit cookie dough You know That hard, cold exterior You so proudly boast Hiding that doughy inside Was meant to be warmed Yet it's utterly frozen When we met, I expected More darkness inside you You promised me this What bits there were, dough coated and all, complimented Your vanilla make-up blend Too simple for the tastes Of most, some claim I would have, myself Had I not eaten you out So many wonderful times So every time we lay, Spoons in firm embrace And have our insides meet I thank your creators Mister B and Mister J, Truly I love you. Edited April 16, 2011 by Mardrax Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Portrait of Zool Posted April 16, 2011 Report Share Posted April 16, 2011 WOW - great challenge - and great poems! A worthy goal and prize as well. I would myself, but I know for a fact I'm going to have at least two weeks this summer where I will be incommuno-internet in addition to my other obligations and general inabilities. Don't be fooled though - I'm always looking in and looking forward to the time when Zool can RETURN! Carry on... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 17, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 17, 2011 (edited) Oh how we long for that day Zool. Still, realise that writing every day doesn't necessarily mean posting every day. You can save up in the days without a net connection. ~~~~~~ Theme 3: Light (working through the basics here) Fuzzy Something about fuzz Because even the memory Has been trying At times, growing hairy Since everything fuzzy does -Everything alive- Eventually Still, the feeling's the same With the sun's fuzzy rays Filtered through a curtain Of early sunday morning And while I'd still pledge my smile To wake you up every time This precious, fuzzy gem -We still keep close to us 'Tween my hand and your belly- Is all we'll ever need So let's make light of it. Edited April 17, 2011 by Mardrax Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 17, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 17, 2011 Theme 4: Dark (Figures, doesn't it?) Face to void So long ago, that I sat there Too long, since I had anywhere To sit there, just sit there And utter my way of a prayer. With or without moon The wind would sing its croon While my thoughts were just strewn As I let them go, this I swear The waves lapped at my feet Come rain, storm or sleet On the pier, my retreat Where I would so often repair. But always, those new year's As I would switch back gears Make good on my arrears As fireworks lit up the air Always it was me Always the darkness Face to void. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snypiuer Posted April 18, 2011 Report Share Posted April 18, 2011 You're right! I didn't even think about not having Net connection! 100 Poems WITHIN 100 days! By the way, GREAT stuff so far! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 19, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 19, 2011 Theme 5: Rot Time, flies You sit there mocking me emphasising my point: Time, I need more of it, always. While she sits there Waiting for me To prepare some of you Underlining the fact That while I feel bad You just go it While time slips from me It just passes for you Still, dear dinner We both grow old, white and hairy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
James Crow Posted April 19, 2011 Report Share Posted April 19, 2011 I like the work you have done so far and the idea. 1 poem a day for 100 days to teach discipline. I think that I will join you, might be easier with a friend. Although due to work I must start tomorrow. See you then and keep up the great work. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 20, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 20, 2011 (edited) I look forward to having a partner in crime James. To continue, a short one, but full enough: Theme 6: Break The Camel's Back Stuff rained down in disarray As You Bastard's calculations Thought to seek what it might weigh Since he felt the sensations Of that final strand of hay And sank through his foundations Queen Ptraci walked away To pursue her obligations Took her things without parley To see missed destinations And left You Bastard an array Of baseless allegations Edited April 20, 2011 by Mardrax Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Appy Posted April 20, 2011 Report Share Posted April 20, 2011 *hugs Mardrax* That bad huh? Doing wel on the posting though *'nother hug just because she can* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 21, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 21, 2011 (edited) *returns the hug heartily* Yesterday, I would have said "worse". Now, I say "I just woke up, just hug me and hush!" ;p Naw. I really don't know. Feel iffy, but clean. Done my things. Nothing more I can do. ~~~~~ Theme 7: Heaven (it rhymes, you know. And *yay!* one week down) So should I pray to Him? That last moment of sitting there Just sitting there, and talking Silly little pets in balls, adorable Through the hurt, the anguish The mutual differences aside Life's insecurities rolled past That's where my mind stays In purgatory, the wretched must wait You telling me "I don't know When I'm leaving, or be back It all depends on Him now I cannot know His ways" Yet I know the old Lord Has never been a kind one And like a true passing, you went Without a proper chance for goodbye To return to your lost loved ones And I'm left here, disillusioned At least, I know that from this Heaven You'll one day return Yet I don't know if I should wish this upon you. Edited April 21, 2011 by Mardrax Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snypiuer Posted April 21, 2011 Report Share Posted April 21, 2011 ONLY A WEEK?! I'm starting to think that after 100 of your poems, I'm just going to want to see MORE! Yeah, Snypiuer IS a selfish individual that, once he finds something he enjoys, just GORGES himself with no regard for the feelings or well-being of others! It's NOT Snypiuers' fault YOU write so well! Just to be clear, I like what you have written! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 21, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 21, 2011 Don't worry, you'll see more. I haven't been around this long to disappear after reaching an arbitrarily set ammount of postings in an arbitrarily set timeframe Hardest part of this challenge so far: I want to rush through it. If I didn't hold myself back, I'd be done by tomorrow evening. Good stuff. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 21, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 21, 2011 Alrighty. New day (past midnight, yo!) Theme 8: Away The hole of you I walked into the room that day Opened the door, prepared to be pounced And stood there, waiting for nothing I sighed in resignation as I saw Your spot on the couch, the table Void of any sign of your presence My nostrils flared, smelled the wolf But she too was gone I fell on the couch, a sigh of relief Finally some peace and quiet Both of us needed it But it panged, anyway The loss of you tore at my core Weird. Few things, few people have And it is with that hole in my being I walk around today, trying to fill it up With friends, and hellish lot of noise Yet the silly DJ killed the power But the friends, they're there And miss Neutrality on her way Mes amies: je t'adore. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 23, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 23, 2011 It's been some time coming, but I've been awesomely busy today. Here's a can't-set-my-mind-haiku. Theme 9: Cut Pain pays? Her legs a' pumping Bloody streamlets running down Attention unpaid Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 24, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 24, 2011 (edited) Theme 10: Breathe Cycle Inhale Let me tear myself apart To get a little room inside Help me clear out all the crap So I can breathe Exhale Get it all out of my chest So I don't have to keep it down And slowly choke myself 'Cause I can't breathe Inhale Focussing on that deep breath Since I don't really have a choice But to get clean air inside And suck it up Edited April 24, 2011 by Mardrax Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 26, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 26, 2011 Theme 11: Memory Panopticon An angry white guy Yammering into my ears Incessant, obnoxiously As if he had something To prove to me then Messages of 'make it Or die trying' filled me Exchanged for blood Gore, guts and sexuality Two worlds so different And which was I in? None. Never was. Stuck in the middle Caught in between Nowhere to belong Yet everywhere to go The only memento I hold Dear. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 26, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 26, 2011 Theme 12: Insanity You Can Watch Some would call it deviant Locking oneself from the world Keep it there long enough And most would step it up A notch or two On the wall of aggravations Bearing its marks of long Imprisonment within it A colourful world Yet so utterly alone So quiet, peaceful That no one, ever Could set a foot inside But me. This retreat? Mine. My wall, my chalks. And you're not playing with them. In a million years. But you? You can watch. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 27, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 27, 2011 (edited) Theme 13: Misfortune Inner Locus The thought sometimes hits me Whenever someone says "Really what're the odds of this happening to of all people, me?" That really, you contruct the odds And what you call misfortune Another will call karma, or simply Cause and effect. And sometimes, I'll shrug it off While others, I'll bite into it -Like a dog chewing a favourite bone To suck out the sweet marrow inside And crush it 'tween my jaws- Savouring the concept of taking Responsibility for my actions Rather than having them depend On some omnipotent outside force Outside my reach, my understanding And tell myself "God, that sucks, But really mate, unconditionally, it's your own damned fault." Edited April 27, 2011 by Mardrax Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 28, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 28, 2011 Theme 14: Smile. Week two down! Getting hard to consistently do this, with situations not going my way, me generally feeling like crap and being fairly helpless to stop it. Still, persisting. Every thought of you Every sight of you Every word from you That ever passed through my ears Used to elicit smiles, at least inside Now though, it seems I've forgotten And most thoughts of you Most words from you -Since sights are never there- Fill me with a certain unpleasant Flavour of despair, of helplessness While still, in my heart of hearts I see you, hear you, think of you And think "yes dear, I still love you But oh the pain it costs me." And inwardly still, I laugh. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 30, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 30, 2011 Theme 15: Silence The wind whispers My house rings loudly It reverbrates with the lingering echoes Of all those things you've set atremble And left to ring out in your wake Through glaring absence, you call me Things I rather needn't face or hear Chasing me around, yet never behind me In that absence of you, I falter And now, even I'm gone Leaving the Thumper to its on devices Hoping it won't call out to Shai-Hulud As I step - slip - slide from the desert And the desert wind whispers Grinding all things to dust. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted April 30, 2011 Author Report Share Posted April 30, 2011 Theme 16: Spit It came up Like a point driven home Far from home In anticipation of coming thrills You lay looking at the ceiling Wondering wether you should While we talked of all kinds of Ah, there we go No, I don't mind If our exchange of words can't Sort your thoughts, let's Let our juices mingle freely But if you say you owe her Cut it out. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted May 1, 2011 Author Report Share Posted May 1, 2011 (edited) Theme 17: Blood Blood Bears No Memory He sat there, staring Vacantly into the oblivion That had been Most of his world Lost to him, as many Had come, and many gone His life's juices smeared Across bed, walls, floor Handskin flayed And they stood, watching Afraid of a man who'd lost Touch with everything "Easy," he said. "Take it easy." "Of course, sir. Don't I always?" While in the back of her head The thought prevailed. "I hate that man." And she left, like she came Like the many who had gone. Leaving him, his awareness -Like his room- clean. Empty. Drained. Edited May 4, 2011 by Mardrax Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mardrax Posted May 4, 2011 Author Report Share Posted May 4, 2011 (edited) Theme 18: Under Well Stayed Encircled in stone A gap in the wall with a light peeking Like the Earth's deepest dark took a break And me reaching From beyond the river, extending myself Fear to wet my feet holds me back And you standing All the way up there, looking down Wondering how long I'll take to decide And all the world waiting A safe distance away from my well of dreams, crumbled Fearing the consequences of what I might take up And still I stand reaching For deepest enlightenment Which might as well sweep me away. Edited May 4, 2011 by Mardrax Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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