Our Dearest Readers and Budding Poets (and Masters of Poetry, of course!),
We’d be lying if we said that Open Source Poetry is one of our least favouritest features here on Unbolt Me. Why? Well, it’s easy. We love the element of surprise that it brings. What scintillatingly fabulous line will you come up with next? What will you write to make us gasp in envy and wonderment as we struggle to match creative minds?
In short, communal poetry writing is a whole lotta fun!
Now, usually we’re the ones to start a new round of Open Source Poetry. We suggest the first line and then allow y’all to run with it, but we figured it would be more fun if this time we allowed you to suggest the first line of the new poem instead! Cool idea, huh? And, actually, while we don’t wish to restrict you in your creative efforts, because it’s Halloween soon, we propose that the theme should be ‘horror film’!
Here are the rules of this devilish game:
1) You submit the first line of our new poem via the comments section of this very post.
2) We pick the line we like most, and write the next one.
3) We publish the first and second lines in a follow-up post.
4) You submit the next line, we pick the one we like, and then we add it to the poem.
5) Step 4 is repeated until we have a masterpiece!
And with that, we sit back, put on our 3D glasses, grab a monster-sized tub of All Hallows’ Poppycorn™, and ready ourselves to shake and scream in horrified rhymed delight!
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2019






The fading echo of the chainsaws roar hung in the Stihl desert air,
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Oh my, Obby! Sounds like a massacre’s about to happen! 😮
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Slashing fashion, crimson stains
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Cutting close to the bone. Nice one!
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She had longed for love but when it didn’t come her way, she went on a hunt, a vampire’s night and a fearless spirit’s day…
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A recipe for certain disaster! Thank you for playing!
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The deafening patter of twelve feet grew louder as I lay awake in bed
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I’m so scared now. TWELVE feet?! 😛
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the spiders dance outside my window…
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Good lord. Spiders creep me the fudge out! 😦
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Had one in my hair last week so they’re on my mind – almost literally.
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Yikes! I’d never sleep again. 😛
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Was it ignorance that led to demise?
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Good question. Even better line. Thanks so much for playing!
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My pleasure
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Tom entered the room and saw Rebecca on the floor.
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Oh my god! What happened to Rebecca?! 😮
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Not sure. She might just be stretching her back. Who knows?
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Oh, so maybe she’s a cat! 😉
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Or a fly.
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‘Death wanted blue’
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Nice one!
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Thank you. Turns out, though it is a good line, it is a better fourth line than a first line. Thanks for prompting it from me. 🙂
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She divested herself of her clothes and her face and decided she needed new ears
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A Mary Shelley approach. Now that’s interesting… 😉
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On a pyre she sits, her head in her lap, elbows resting on top
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Ooh… Ominous beginning! I like it!
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