A_Akira

Mm good that they can beat the WBC at their own game but on one level why not change the game and make them play the game for us ? Brilliant idea by the guy who thought of it. Maybe if they realize how much money they are giving to people who they hate they would stop their utter nonsense?

Random snapshots of the world

Peace A few brown leaves here and there, Benches provided to sit and Charm that little snake in the air With empty talk as the twine Of the incense streams downwards Few people cry, smiling faces and Tenderness forgotten and emblazoned Into the wind In previous visits when the body And its freshness had not decayed so much Children ask questions to the air Above the stones of people they did not know Old women sometimes visit to chat with

Youth Vitality means to be awake, restless on Long monochrome train rides in the Mornings while street lights blink in the darkness and Not to have a mind filled of grog, white-blighted and Only wandering, intermittently, to hails of paper, Microsoft Word and it means not half spilling drool over Plastic Train seat-beds Vitality also means that one does not write Sub-standard poetry on trains

What you didn’t say after the amusement park It threw you up and down, you screamed up there And came down laughing Laughing, you said, because you never were Thrust so high except in the drag of Safe elevators up dreary offices and Drearier apartment blocks Screaming, I infer, because you were so foreign with your wings That you forgot flight

Tsubomi Two boys, hands joined, under the white sky Them grown-ups say they cannot reach Two boys, hands joined, shaded under old oak trees Leaves flourishing in green Two boys, hands joined, hiding, twin pearls growing Secluded from the prying adult eye Two boys, hands joined, crawling through the small hole To their private cove of sorcery

1) Dogs, pretty much any type as long as they don't bite me 2) A nice ending to a nice story 3) Friday

Poet's perspective here but who knows this may be applicable or helpful for all the prose writers too! Okay what my friends and I do sometimes to jump start the writing is a simple exercise. Basically, all of us would prepare our paper and pens with one person being the leader. He would then begin by throwing out a random word that pops into his/her head... like for example "Bird" or "Green". The rest of us would take this word and write what ever gibberish that comes into our head for 1 minute straight - grammar, line breaks, sense and on-topicness entirely optional for that matter. The only thing not optional is continuous writing. This repeats itself for around 3-5 words. We then take the most promising of these and then refine it into a poem as much as possible by however we want. Hope this was useful and does anybody else have any ideas for poetry writing and how to jump start it?

Hey everyone, Been reading stuff from the site a loooong time (like more that a year) back and only got down to joining now. Newbie from a little place in Asia called Singapore here. Hope to post some stuff on here sooner or later but until then take care!