Dear Readers,
It looks like we’re pretty desperate. For the sake of poetry, we’ll readily bear anything. The last round brought us an invasion of cockroaches. We wonder what will happen this time…
A bout of saporous lolly acne? A rain of worthless bitcoin that darkens the skies for months? Our legs dancing an endless Eskimo jig? It’ll be worse than the ten plagues of Egypt from the Old Testament!
Still, this won’t stop us from providing you, our Dear Readers, with a safe haven for your collaborative efforts. “Collaborative efforts?” we hear you say. “What collaborative efforts? And to what purpose?” Well, let us fill you in…
1) We provide the first line of a poem.
2) You write the next line.
3) You submit your line via the comments section of this very post.
4) We pick the line we like most and add it to the poem.
5) We publish the first and second lines in a follow-up post.
6) Steps 2-5 are repeated until we have a masterpiece!
See? It’s the very definition of supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! So, have fun! But, please, whatever you do, don’t fling us in dat dere briar patch! We can handle pretty much anything but not rejection!
She looks in the book like into a mirror
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2018
unbolt me 
She looks in the book like into a mirror
knowing too well each word calls her name.
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I like that, Philip. Very cool! Thank you for playing! 😀
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and sees herself reflected in his words from another age.
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There’s no left, no right, no forward no rear, the reflection holds her till she turns another page.
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Strange to see this. My most recent post, on ‘haiku’, challenges readers to add two syllable lines to my ‘haiku’ to make a tanka, to which I would reply by adding another ‘haiku’.
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Should have read.”add two seven syllable lines”
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Oh WOW. That sounds really really cool! I wish we had thought of that! 😀
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And the mirror read her like a book
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Nice one there! Thank you! 😀
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Words stringed eloquently, with no real meaning
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Which may be what this poem becomes. We’ll have to wait and see! Hee hee. Thanks for playing, Dinomuni! 😀
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Each word a reflection unexpected of her forgotten thoughts
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Nice one! Thanks, Cindy! 😀
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Sees clearly a familiar form reflected there.
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Nice contribution, Phil. Thank you! 😀
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It’s only her story that she has to fear.
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Oh, yes! Now that’s a great line. Thanks for playing, Kiersten! 😀
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Thanks! I love the idea of having people continue the poem!
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We do too! Can’t wait to see how this turns out! 😀
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game on! here’s my humble/hopeful contribution:
she reaches in and it expels the image of all that she is not
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Oh, Mariah, now that is COOL! I wish I had a mirror like that! 😛
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touching the words she cannot yet be
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But she will grow into them… or, at least, I hope so. Thank you, Matt!
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Not a problem!!
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the path of truth laid bare…
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I wonder where that path will take them… 🙂
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