Welcome to this weekend’s Suddendeath poetry challenge, Alice
April 8, 2017 7:43am CST
Anyways, rules are as follows, write a poem in any style using the five words that I give you. Write it in one sitting or in under an hour (only to quash your inner editor, rules are loose there). Add it here, OR link in a comment so we can enjoy each other’s' poems. The words can be in any plurality or tense. Today’s words are: rabbit, hole, dream, eat, late As always my version is below: Late is my name, dreaming my game, when follow the rabbit I go. Down deep is his hole past the homes of the moles, to land of Queens and fame. Eat what you will, when under the hill, and stay for ever and a day.
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• United States
Oh, I had FUN with this one! LOL Thank you for the challenge!!
• Moses Lake, Washington
There's a dreaming time; youth and buttercups eat later, imbibe hamburger buns smeared with cinnamon and sugar, rabbit in a hole, universe entire, never end, never be swallowed, no never, then like that, the veil lifts, too late that running, delirious epoch vanished never to return, the tape jitters forward not backward.
• Genova, Italy
Here is my poem for this week: Dear Jessica, I understood that every Sunday, you wake up in LATE However, this is part of your fate! And on Sunday, what you do EAT for breakfast? I think something for fast! You sleep a lot? Have beautiful DREAMS? However they are not real! (Not very valuable rhyme!) Each RABBIT, hides in a HOLE Perhaps this is its role!
@Jessicalynnt " A fluffy RABBIT appeared in my garden, From a giant HOLE, holding a tasty bourban! I thought it was just a DREAM, and was amused, But he said, - 'EAT the bourban, O Human, don't be confused... Don't be LATE, eat it now', said the fluffy rabbit who's now visibly enthused! " Just a try,