album poetry

orig_bise2postorig_bise2post Posts: 193
please look past the words of this poem as the content is sub-par.... i had an idea tonight about a new genre of poetry... and this is the basic format.

Take a line/phrase/idea from each song of an album and make it into a poem. The poem then has as many lines as the album does songs.... i did ten as my first one... i'll make it better eventually.

"Ten" Lines of Love

I relive my time with you every day
I'd be homeless just to go with you far away
No Matter what, when i'm will you i feel so alive.
I don't play the game because I'd catch you if you'd dive.
I know we belong together despite my blackened heart.
I cherish the memories of you picking on me; stung like a dart.
Never-the-less, I will stand by as your shore.
I hope the canyon between us ain't gonna be there any more.
It's not easy working in our garden with my hands bound,
but when you find yourself, you'll have a good view of the ground.
I pray everyday for you to get off your rockinghorse of pain.
"Nobody is ever promised tomorrow. Increase the peace."
~Juan Azize
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  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Originally posted by bisepost
    please look past the words of this poem as the content is sub-par.... i had an idea tonight about a new genre of poetry... and this is the basic format.

    Take a line/phrase/idea from each song of an album and make it into a poem. The poem then has as many lines as the album does songs.... i did ten as my first one... i'll make it better eventually.

    "Ten" Lines of Love

    I relive my time with you every day
    I'd be homeless just to go with you far away
    No Matter what, when i'm will you i feel so alive.
    I don't play the game because I'd catch you if you'd dive.
    I know we belong together despite my blackened heart.
    I cherish the memories of you picking on me; stung like a dart.
    Never-the-less, I will stand by as your shore.
    I hope the canyon between us ain't gonna be there any more.
    It's not easy working in our garden with my hands bound,
    but when you find yourself, you'll have a good view of the ground.
    I pray everyday for you to get off your rockinghorse of pain.


    sweetpea!! what a great idea. :)
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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