Friday, May 27, 2016

#6 (due Wed, June 1): posting revised lines

Finish revising your poem, using the 5-finger punch method
Blog #6: post a line from your poem that was a 2, and the revised 3-level version

21 comments:

  1. Original line: if a score is a net, why does it grate the veins inside your elbows?
    New line: spindles of mesh coat the webs between your intestines.

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  2. Orginal: While I try to draw a bridge

    New line: An outlining of lies Connecting the dreams

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  3. Original Line Inside of me He consumed me and shreds my insides

    New Line: In the floating stardust, confined by skin of a girl with fleeting memory of happiness, and chocolate frizz but milk white skin, he scratched at the walls until he lost all his fingernails, and ripped away at my seems.

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  5. Original line: Because now I understand the reason they call it falling in love, is that you may fall right out of it just as quick

    New Line: And with my present position in time I’ve digested that Shakespearean serendipity resides where titans clash.

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  6. Original line: And as the light fades
    The white sands wisp away

    New : And as earth’s candle is put out with a single, frigid droplet of water
    The blanket of white sands curl up in the air, and wisp away

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  7. Meh: We strut down the lazy city streets with smug grins emulating our weird swagger
    Astounding Brilliance: We strut down the melting city streets, with the sweltering city heat creating smug, psyco, phycedelic grins on our tired faces

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  8. My thoughts are the burglar I readily point in the direction of my valuables
    I arm my own demons with Weapons of Mass (self) Destruction

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  9. Original Line: You were a handsome young man, however this never benefited you this only enhanced people wanting to rape or kill you.
    New Line: From the Darkest Realms of your world lurked your worst nightmares, like predators they hunted and stalked you pressuring you to make moves that you would call lucky situations in your far future.

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  10. Original Line: The more she spoke, the less I heard
    NEW LINE: the plenty filled white noise she communicates was a glass half empty filled with disappointment

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  11. original:But now I can’t even fathom the idea of looking at you without thinking about that day.

    new: The nagging persistence of mother's voice mocks the very existence of your presence creating an empty shallowness with what sapiens call life.

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  12. Original: Speak your Amharic
    Ethiopian spice trace these lips and puncture this throbbing tongue
    Remind throbbing tongue how to whistle that non Arabic almost Arabic sound

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  13. Original: fell down from the swing
    Revised: Succumbed to the playful wind, quite in oblivion, let slip of the to and fro

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  14. Original: it hurt me deep in the hurt
    Revised: like a nightmare that never ends, with endless chases and screams till your death, mushed and torn apart my heart ached

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  15. Original: Because you don't know yet, because why should you?
    Revised: Because you are blissfully unaware, because you are not compelled to know.

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  16. Original: The swift and kicking rivers
    Revised: The cool blue streams of liquid ice which jerks like dancing bones

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  17. Original: The gray and yellow walls of the hospital room swirled together into one big gray blob
    Revised: The walls of muffled screams and sterilized joy swirl together in the land of lost hope, forming a monster

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  18. Original: Muskrats on the shore
    Current: Infernos of vodka on the shore,

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  19. Original: I'm a foreign alien who is mysteriously unusual
    New: A body that lingers in dead space with light colors surrounding me

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  20. Original: I am dead and you are dead next to me--it’s crazy how the only way we can live together is four feet underground when we’re lying lifeless and rotting together
    in the house of dirt, decay and debri.

    New: We are both lying lifeless and rotting together in the house of dirt, decay and debris.

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  21. Original: A language you tried but could never understand
    New: A language you've tried but could never understand, his name a chime like waves breaking softly

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