Any poëts wanting to freewrite together

How about just starting a poëm?

Everybody does a line, quatrine or verse… then another takes over.

No rules, just inspiration…

I’ll start

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When the cloud’s cheecks started pooring tears,
Sharfs of greeve with endless speed ~
Indeed came the hurt not on his own,
Also family’s as suns got oversnown

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But inside that cloud a gentle calm,
A place where there could come no harm,
We sit alone inside our storm,
Waiting for sun to keep us warm,

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Still radiations of frustrations keep gazing ~
amazing feelings of sensation just without.
Fears builded out of doubts transform,
A warm place ~ can be a glitter storm

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I doubt I can withstand this storm.
Like I could ever bend the norm.
I’ll end up struck by lightning feeling torn.
Worn out over struggling for a light to see.
Insteed I choose prayer so that universe will give me hell but eventually it will save me.

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Norms are bented, in storms mented ~
Instead they slentered like our lives ~~
instead ~
Growing pains explaining explendid…
Our lives mented, more then above we…
Mention…#a next another sentence, splended

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Just came across this one :

A rare, old bird is a pelican whose beak can hold more than his belly can.

He can hold in his beak enough food for a week
But I’m darned if I know how the hell he can.

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@ThajokerNL @Mno @Buts @Fargesia_murielae and fellow dutchies :netherlands: i guess google translate will f%ck it up :wink:

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Wow! Jij kan het!
Die komt binnen.
:pray:
:heart:
:kissing_heart:

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Moet ook als schrijver i guess :facepunch::heart: dankjewel

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