poem_without_adjectives z can you? 040517 ... smurfus rex She left him again, same as before, Laid it all out, and then shut the door. His heart had been torn But he'd soon be reborn, And he knew that he'd see her no more. how's that? 040517 ... ? ! 040518 ... ! i.e. grab_whom_you_and_do_what_you_want * death_toll * Free_united_states_operations & democratic_reform_in_the_united_states * historic_trial & cut_and_run a_wrong_war_in_the_21st_century:- why_did_the_us_soldier_terrorise_the_iraqis 040518 ... z same is an adjective 040518 ... minnesota_chris I don't like writing without adjectives. The writing ends up so... ummm... 040518 ... smurfus rex damn. 040518 ... z smurfus rex : arbitrary rules can provide a new point of entry for aesthetic choices. it can force re-examination of assumptions and discoveries. i sometimes remove 1 tool from my kit (in any medium) to challenge myself. i like your poem. 040518 ... smurfus rex thanks :) I'd try to rewrite it without "same", but I don't think the rhythm would turn out right. I liked this challenge. 040518 ... kookaburra the girl sat, running from pain, running from issues she tried not to name. the girl sat, running from time, running from clocks as the hour chimed. the girl sat. running from fate, running from life to a fence without gates. wow, that was painful to do. 040519 ... endless desire you are nothing. you are everything. i hate your actions. i hate your thoughts. i love your repition. i love your piece of mind. laugh cry scream run fly flood feel focus i form the voice on your breath and skin beneath your teeth. she bit her tongue talking to no one and skipped when she felt release. here comes the moon over the sea; here comes blue over the green; here comes life over your mistakes. he's a mistake, she's a mistake: a world without contraceptives//people born in regret. an accident floats through a world of faces (she is the song on the tip of your tongue) an accident jogs through the rain in the fog. (she is the iceburg that came crashing) an accident floats in a daze and a stupor. (she is the cream in your cheese/she struts and shows but you just close your eyes) boy boy boy run home run home. you dont belong here. repition is the god of me. here comes leaves, commas, sharpies. (he is a boy) here comes floods, cake, roads. (he is a boy) here comes windows, cats, slides. (he is a boy)-- dressing in pearls/owns a shop full of costumes/people dont understand makeup on his face. you're so fake. you're so sorry. you're so yesterday. you're so yellow. you're so nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to me. damn hair. you are nothing. you are everything. i hate your actions. i hate your thoughts. i love your repition. i love your piece of mind. (adjectives are so useless. i dont need them and i realize i hardly use them anyways. i adore your verbs.) 040519 ... zeke vaulted fences wind blasted and tugs scattering grains and clumps scathing whither you lose it slowly the tick and trend descend unwinding scatter bits break off and fly shearing they rip lost in forever and stops 040531 ... mood ring zeke: that is crazy awesome. goodness gracious. 040531 ... z thank you. 040531 ... whiskey wow 050225 ... dreamer What time is it? I need to sleep. I fall into bed, but not so much leap Pillows engulf me, blankets abound But without her here, peace is not found 050301 ... dreamer smurfus rex: 'same' is not an adjective, in this context it was an adverb, so you were fine, but 'His' is an adjective 050301 ... dreamer 'the' could also be considered an adjective 050301 what's it to you? who go blather from