Suddendeath poem challenge, this week features the letter D!
January 16, 2016 9:13am CST
This week’s suddendeath poetry challenge is here! The rules are as always, simple (and fluid). Use all the words listed (you can change the tense if you need too, or make something plural), write it in poem form (do NOT care what kind of poem), and try to write it in either one sitting or under an hour. The ONLY reason I put time limits in on this is because it is supposed to be natural, fun, and spontaneous. Don’t labor over it, don’t stress. Just write and go on. Today’s words are: dregs, dice, damp, defiant, dauntless. Yes today is the D challenge. Why D? I have no idea, because. Because is a good reason right? Below is my response to my own challenge. ------------------------------------------------------ The dregs of the dice roll, Sit in front of me. Winning was my goal, Losing not my plea. Damp and defiant, Time keeps moving past. I wish my luck Compliant But know I’m losing fast. Dauntless on I’m trudging, Rolling for the win. Hoping the scales will be budging And to my luck will spin.
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• United States
16 Jan 16
The dregs of life fell on my head, As soon as I got out of my warm comfy bed. Life isn't fun, so defiant I'll be, Don't put me down or yell at me. In my damp lonely basement time flies by, It's just Monopoly, fake money the dice and I. I am fearless, dauntless and my own boss, It you don't like me, its your own loss.
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• United States
16 Jan 16
I stared at the dregs in my coughee cup And attempted to read them as more Than dice cast randomly across the universe The damp sweat upon my brow Dripping onto the keyboard As I composed my defiant verse Daunted nought by the challenge I carefully crafted The words into my prose...
• Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio
17 Jan 16
Great poetry challenge Jessa. Here's my early morning take on the challenge. With a little luck and a shake, it was time to roll the dice, Unfortunately for me, it had landed on a pair of snake eyes, The lowest number of this draw, the dregs of a losing bet, When I was just getting started, this is something I can forget. Outside, it's so damp with precipitation of a heavy rainfall with thunder, Better to be safe than sorry when gambling's an addiction you're under, Best to quit while you're ahead, don't be so defiant when you're stuck, Break the code and do it for fun, when you should have dauntless luck.
• Budennovsk, Russian Federation
19 Jan 16
HoHoHo. +1 to stupid poems The dregs of tea Have i for dinner Defiant flee Bites my breadwinner. I'm only seven Playing dice. My aunt from Devon Isn't nice. Dump wooden window Means hard rain. Poor dauntless gringo Dreams of Spain.
• Moses Lake, Washington
20 Jan 16
Folks claimed my hair was a dreadlocked snafu: that was me sniffling my dice sat in that barber's chair, defiant, the dregs of an eight kid family my head damp, dauntless and consigned I stared out at shoppers attempting to be deaf cause I wanted me and only me.