#13 every touch and sound rubs the brain like roughened sedges too hard to write a poem when you're fraying at the edges
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
A belatedly-posted #14! A race: aching feet beneath a drizzle-drenched jacket vs a ponderous, steamy-windowed red double-decker
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
#15 Spring is teasing us. The blackbird awakes at three, fluting and piping from a bare, green-tipped branch and at five, the sun peeps out, warming up to a gentle, golden morning glow. Long-looked for blue emerges amid clouds and disappears again into the grey. The sun withdraws into darkness and the wind and the rain return.
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
#16 Red velvet threadbare at your elbows lost popcorn in bits at your feet; tuck your knees to your chin as your neighbour comes in, sidling along to their seat. The house lights go down, and with them the sound as anticipation sets in, beats our hearts quicker, the projector flickers: it's time for the film to begin!
Spoiler! :
I think the first couplet is the weakest here! But pretty happy with some of the others.
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
#17 My attention is a dragonfly resplendent, iridescent, zipping here and there with each blink of the eye.
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
#18or, Refactoring I dig my fingers into the code getting it wetly on my skin and under my nails and I pull out a chunk, soft and damp and monospace to work away on its own. I smooth that piece at the edges, sculpting hollows and ridges, the eyes and nose and mouth of an interface that will join back into the rest and then I set it aside. While it dries, I repeat the process running my hands over the opens and closes of another and another and another until where there was a mound of clay now there are tidy rows of objects, waiting only to be slotted back together in a cohesive, functioning whole.
Spoiler! :
Thank you @alliyah! (And belated thank you to @Spearmint, I've just realised I never replied to your earlier comment in here!) I'm so glad you're enjoying these!
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
#19 Chilly blossoms: scattered by cold winds in golden sunlight.
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
A belatedly posted #20 When the tension gets too much you just have to dance it out.
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
#21 Inspiration lurks in this pipe just out of sight just around the bend just where my fingers can brush its rough edges but too slick with slime to pull out.
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
#22 Rain in the movies always falls at the darkest time; I wonder how's your life because there's too much rain in mine.
Spoiler! :
A feeble effort - but it's gone midnight and I have done TOO MANY (fun) THINGS today, I am so tired
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
#23 Vauxhall Astra sitting on a gridlocked street: inch by inch the wheels roll round, inch by inch the car gains ground - Vauxhall Astra sitting on a gridlocked street.
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
#24 The tree by my window does spring like a Dr Seuss illustration: skinny twig branches reaching for the sky sprout spiky heads of hair, pale green and unruly, bouncing around in the breezes of change.
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
Hi Cadi! You have so many wonderful poems here, I thought I'd stop by and say how much I adored #22— it was so hauntingly beautiful </3 I really loved how much emotion and imagery is concentrated in just those four lines; I think it really says something about how well you're able to use language to convey a feeling.
I also LOVE everything about #15, especially the line
#25 Shoot me on Kodak Gold in the afternoon sunlight; soften my edges and saturate me; pin me on the wall to perpetuate me and all the smiles of 1995.
Spoiler! :
Thank you so much, @figmoon!
"The fact is, I don't know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it." --Douglas Adams
Gender:
Points: 9326
Reviews: 107