This is a word-cloud exercise. Click the link below to see the word-cloud (you will need Java working in your browser).
Study the cloud and try to find groups of words which inspire you to some sort of poem. You do not need to use every word and you can add as many extra words as you need to build the scaffolding around them.
You can also adjust the words' exact forms: run -> ran, train -> trained, horse -> horses etc.
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There is no end-date for the exercise, I will put another one up in a week or so...
Ian
Word cloud -- 17/09/2010
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Pretty rough stuff... also, first post here.
I still think of you.
I see your family,
And your brother looks like you
I think and I realise
There was no cause, no need,
Why did you want to die old friend?
What reasons can there be?
You and I were see and do
Reason, reasons,
But never one from you.
I still think of you.
I see your family,
And your brother looks like you
I think and I realise
There was no cause, no need,
Why did you want to die old friend?
What reasons can there be?
You and I were see and do
Reason, reasons,
But never one from you.
I hitch up my naivety,
wrap my cheating legs
around your pretty deceptions
and ride roughshod
through the backwoods
of your vulgar fantasies.
I surrender myself
to new delights
and tumble headlong
into the mire
of your violent desires.
And all the while
your restless lips
willingly travel
my divergent thighs
and feast on a banquet
of honey sweet gratification,
I turn my head
while you’re not looking
and silently cry
my reasons for playing truant
from the backyard
of my destroyed reflection.
Not sure about this.
I've gone down the guilty road,
maybe I should make it more sexy.
Hmmm.
wrap my cheating legs
around your pretty deceptions
and ride roughshod
through the backwoods
of your vulgar fantasies.
I surrender myself
to new delights
and tumble headlong
into the mire
of your violent desires.
And all the while
your restless lips
willingly travel
my divergent thighs
and feast on a banquet
of honey sweet gratification,
I turn my head
while you’re not looking
and silently cry
my reasons for playing truant
from the backyard
of my destroyed reflection.
Not sure about this.
I've gone down the guilty road,
maybe I should make it more sexy.
Hmmm.
- bodkin
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Hi Mr P,
I like the development of this, maybe the end is a little abrupt?
Hi Pauline,
_More_ sexy...!? I'd say it was plenty sexy to be going on with
I think the last strophe might be letting it down slightly? Actually it is just the last line... "backyard of my destroyed reflection" is just too opaque for me to read your meaning, I'm afraid...
Thanks for taking part, I'll do one myself when I get round to it. If people are going to do these, I will post some more...
Ian
I like the development of this, maybe the end is a little abrupt?
Hi Pauline,
_More_ sexy...!? I'd say it was plenty sexy to be going on with
I think the last strophe might be letting it down slightly? Actually it is just the last line... "backyard of my destroyed reflection" is just too opaque for me to read your meaning, I'm afraid...
Thanks for taking part, I'll do one myself when I get round to it. If people are going to do these, I will post some more...
Ian
http://www.ianbadcoe.uk/
Hey cheers Bod.
Get what you're saying about the final verse.
I weren't too sure about it myself when I posted it.
I shall remove the last stanza and re-write it.
May go down a completly different route.
Thanks for taking the time to look at it.
Look forward to your effort
and a new word cloud.
Keep em coming.
Get what you're saying about the final verse.
I weren't too sure about it myself when I posted it.
I shall remove the last stanza and re-write it.
May go down a completly different route.
Thanks for taking the time to look at it.
Look forward to your effort
and a new word cloud.
Keep em coming.
- bodkin
- Perspicacious Poster
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Reasons reason
Reasons reason, do they? Or do they sit
smug with certainty and chocolate hobnobs, believing
they explain something
while the philosophy professor discusses
the distinction of proximal cause,
from primary
or teleological
cause,
breaks his chalk,
and thinks
about the woman
in the front row
and her cleavage.
--
A bit sideways this, I think I only took three words, four if you count "and"
Reasons reason, do they? Or do they sit
smug with certainty and chocolate hobnobs, believing
they explain something
while the philosophy professor discusses
the distinction of proximal cause,
from primary
or teleological
cause,
breaks his chalk,
and thinks
about the woman
in the front row
and her cleavage.
--
A bit sideways this, I think I only took three words, four if you count "and"
http://www.ianbadcoe.uk/
I need a cause
I Need a cause!
One I could gladly lay down
and die for!
A cause that gives reasons
to an otherwise
pointless life.
I could be the firebrand
who re-ignites the embers
of the smouldering left
Behind the campaign
to banish poverty
and world hunger.
But no! You tell me
that would only be striving for causes
That have already been lost
But it's pessimism like that
that got me into this rut
in the first place.
I Need a cause!
One I could gladly lay down
and die for!
A cause that gives reasons
to an otherwise
pointless life.
I could be the firebrand
who re-ignites the embers
of the smouldering left
Behind the campaign
to banish poverty
and world hunger.
But no! You tell me
that would only be striving for causes
That have already been lost
But it's pessimism like that
that got me into this rut
in the first place.
I am not a number ... I am a FREE man!