I Need A Poetry Challenge Please

Lately I've started to think that my poetry sucks rocks. Too crude, too simple. So, I think I need practice. Do me a favor, please, and send a subject so that I might write a poem about it? I'll answer each one, and I'll send the poem to you, or print it here or another page where you can see it. Just tell me which you want done.

Subjects: Anything you want, although **** and the like will be ignored and deleted, not because I'm a clean person, but because I'll be damned if I'm going to help you get a cheap stupid thrill at my expense and trouble.If you want me to write a poem about a person, please give me some background, or a link. If it's a place, great. I've been to many, many places and I might know something about the place already. Things like sex, or parts of the body, ok, but nothing that would cause EP to censor it. Whats the fun in writing a poem that people can't read part of?

Just put the subject suggestions in the comments below. Thank you for reading , and your future possible help. If you have any questions, just PM me..

P.S. All poems will be in rhyme (And if you send ''Orange'' I'll just write around it, so don't bother if it's a joke)

Thanks again..

Katfather Katfather
51-55, M
8 Responses Nov 7, 2009

How about this instead.... Look at my profile picture and describe with poetry the image you see, the man, or the mask. And is it merely a perception or truth absolute. I am curious to know if a picture to a poet can indeed paint a thousand words.

Honestly, I hate it. My rhyming seems terrible. But thank you very much

It'scold: Here's your poem.. Maybe you're right, maybe this SHOULD be a group.. No way to add comments twice for you. Just delate your earlier comment to tell me how much you hated it. Warn you, a little long..<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Every tear is a blessing,<br />
As she hides her face away,<br />
it's not very much,<br />
But takes a little of the pain away.<br />
<br />
But little, too little, comfort does it give,<br />
And she wonders again,<br />
As she looks at the sleeping pills<br />
Shall she take them , ..or live?<br />
<br />
Once she had things to live for,<br />
Once she delighted in life,<br />
To a happy sweet child a mother,<br />
To a rich handsome man a wife.<br />
<br />
It all seemed so lovely,<br />
The world she was in,<br />
And it was, really was,<br />
Until the beatings begin..<br />
<br />
Was there a reason?<br />
Was it something she had done?<br />
She tried to think of maybe reasons,<br />
But she could find none..<br />
<br />
So night after night it happen,<br />
For no reason at all, <br />
She just stood as long as she could take it,<br />
Then as he walked away, cry and fall<br />
<br />
Oh, too much, too much more pain,<br />
The pain would soon kill her, or drive her insane..<br />
<br />
''No!" she thought to herself,<br />
''I'll rob him of that power over me!''<br />
'' My death shall be MY choice! My choice!! He'll see!!"<br />
<br />
So in the hand was the pills,<br />
Her Victory and relief,<br />
She didn't believe in Heaven,<br />
But in Hell already was her belief.<br />
<br />
What would happen after the pills,<br />
She didn't know or care,<br />
Heaven or hell was possible,<br />
But as long as it wasn't here but there.<br />
<br />
So she picked up the pills,<br />
Ready to take,<br />
Then realized she needed water,<br />
Silly mistake<br />
.<br />
She heard the footsteps behind her,<br />
And turned around in terror,<br />
''Where's the Aspirins I asked for??!!''<br />
he screamed as he stood there<br />
<br />
''I have a headache from working, you stupid thing!''<br />
Then slapped her to floor,<br />
Before she could say anything.<br />
<br />
She watched as he picked up the pills from the floor,<br />
But as she tried to warn him, he slapped her once more. <br />
<br />
''You are such a pain'' he said ''Look what I have to do because of you''<br />
I need so much aspirin, only a handful will do!''<br />
<br />
And he sneered at his ''joke'' as he swallowed the whole fist down,<br />
She tried to warn him, but again he knocked her to the ground<br />
<br />
Once again she tired, <br />
But the last hit was so bad she nearly died,<br />
<br />
And woke up three days later in a hospital bed,<br />
Three days after the monster had slept for the last time,<br />
and was dead <br />
<br />
He caused her to cry only once more it seems,<br />
When she looked at the coffin and thought of could have been dreams<br />
<br />
<br />
Could of been, would of been, all came to her mind,<br />
And she cried tears of small comfort, but that's alright..<br />
She didn't need much,<br />
<br />
This time..

Right here,<br />
Right now?<br />
I don't know if I can do it,<br />
I really don't know how..<br />
Comedy, tragedy?<br />
I have no ideas,<br />
None!!<br />
Oh, never mind,<br />
Just noticed,<br />
It's done..

Assignment: Write a poem off the cuff, right here right now!

LetMeGo2 was here!

An excellent idea Itscold..Both of them.. Although the reaction to this one has been a little lacking as a group Still. I'll work on the sad poem.. Thanks

This is a good idea, I think you should make a group out of it! Or I will if you don't feel up to it....<br />
<br />
<br />
write a poem about<br />
the first person that comes to your mind when you think of the word sadness.