'I have traveled countless paths in life tried everything there is to try searching for my destiny wondering what's in store then you came along pulled me with you a new path two souls bound' - Gabriella 2
A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc... until line nine finishes with one syllable. It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional.
line 1 - 9 syllables, line 2 - 8 syllables line 3 - 7 syllables, line 4 - 6 syllables line 5 - 5 syllables, line 6 - 4 syllables line 7 - 3 syllables, line 8 - 2 syllables line 9 - 1 syllable
Do you know that the word CROTCHETY means irritable.
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'We shouldn't teach great books; we should teach a love of reading. Knowing the contents of a few works of literature is a trivial achievement. Being inclined to go on reading is a great achievement.' - B. F. Skinner
Do you know that the word FRACAS means a noisy disturbance or quarrel.
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'Emerald Verdant grass of dreams Swaying free Living free Gathered together as one Most peaceful landscape' - Richard M. Ankers
The Shadorma is a poetic form consisting of a six-line stanza (or sestet). The form is alleged to have originated in Spain.
Each stanza has a syllable count of three syllables in the first line, five syllables in the second line, three syllables in the third and fourth lines, seven syllables in the fifth line, and five syllables in the sixth line (3/5/3/3/7/5) for a total of 26 syllables.
Do you know that PLAFOND means an ornately decorated ceiling.
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Stretched out before me In a haze of monotony Black tar carpet of madness Flowing like a river Of sadness White line insanity Bridging distance dysfunction Where skeletal landscapes Burnt rubber Exhaust fumes Red lights And human flesh Come together In disjointed harmony Fueling anger Billboard sized anxieties And fast lane frustrations
Crawling bumper to bumper Trudging like turtles Or flying to catch up On lost time relinquished Day to day bleeding Into sunsets and sunrise Rust reigns supreme Gray days and blue skies Listening to music Watching blank faced people Spitting reckless curses Talking blind on cell phones Eating fast food Reading text and news feeds Putting on makeup Changing channels Changing lanes Changing tires
A disgruntled collective Of steel eyed indifference Chrome plated hatred Bald heads and tires Screeching and swearing Trapped between fenders Fractured or polished Cycles unending Skidding into exits High beams and truck stops Getting off at on ramps Front seats and backseats Flags flashing warnings Seeth into fast lanes Oil stains and blood stains Along cracked crooked highways Full of pot holes and lost souls Byways and sidestreets Intersecting daydreams Foggy perceptions Screaming through red lights Caution is useless Death's always Waiting Just above The madness
Never ending twilight zone Drive upon drive To future stagnation In dawns early crawlings To rush hour longings Through workaday cravings For better enrichments To end of day traffic And backups and buildups And road rage dynamics Of asphalt and headlights And speed traps and mud flaps The endless cycle continues Pumping out petrol blood To fuel these tiny prisons We call cars