2017 by Hello World
(the exercise was to write poems from a selection of specific lines contributed collectively)
She walked by the river as the sun burst from behind dark clouds.
Setting in the west as the eastern sky was growing dark.
The man stood stunned, gazing in awe, the maiden was fair beyond belief
Breathing in deeply, contemplating jewels of thought – his heart birthed a thought.
I forget not the lessons of my father, as a song spoke of things best left unsaid.
Sadness is the aftermath.
Honesty is brutal.
Come fly with me.
Damn the river growing dark
Damn the pixel jewels bursting
Damn the men who stood stunned, gazing
Damn the lessons of the fathers
Damn brutal kindness
Damn things left unsaid
I am a river of youthful grace
Made of smoke
I am welcomed rain
I am a song
The scent of winter
In the metaverse