THE DECEMBER 1st DEADLINE FOR CONTRIBUTIONS TO THE COMMUNITY POEM HAS NOW EXPIRED – sorry but it’s too late to post any more lines.
The completed group poem can be viewed by clicking on this link
https://purplehermit.com/2019/12/02/titanium-dreams-a-poem-created-by-the-wordpress-community/
Thanks for your interest.
Please help write a group poem. You don’t need to be a writer to do this. All you need to do is provide one line in response to the opening line. It can be funny, long, short, serious or crazy. There are no rules. Write your line in the comments box. After one week I will combine the lines the best I can to create a WordPress Group poem and post it on this site. Please join in – it’s fun and who knows what might emerge! All the contributors will be credited.
Here is the opening line written by myself. Hope it will inspire your creativity:-
“She was the only titanium woman in the village.”
The Purple Hermit 
2nd line: “And her shell held back a tide of bitter tears”
😊
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Good one, thanks for your contribution Steve.
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A line for the Community Poem from Alec Hyde:-
“Her metal mettle more than a match/ for the spineless would-be oppressors”.
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Thank you Alec.
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“But hidden underneath the nearly unbreakable exterior was a wounded heart”
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Charles, Thanks so much for your words.
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Here’s my line,
“She was looking for the iron man with a heart of gold.”
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Cheers Dawn. I hope she finds him.
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her smooth skin sparkled like moonlit snow and her eyes were bold
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My line:-
Her titanium cranium was full of geraniums, no mere delirium.
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Thanks for joining in Alastair. Love your line!
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Her shiny exterior
Made others inferior
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Thanks for contributing.
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Here’s a line from Justin:-
‘protected within her circle, resisting the marauding crowds’
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Thanks Justin, I like the drama!
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And she dreamed of titanium forests where birds fly upside down.
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Thanks Angus.
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With neither defects nor qualities, but simmering in secret whirls.
Have fun Nikita.
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Intriguing words, thanks for contributing Steve. Please check in after the weekend to read the resulting poem. I will try to combine the lines into a pantoum form if possible.
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My pleasure, Nikita, and as you know, I think it worked out very well.
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Deep under the unbreakable cover beat a fragile feathery heart,
that could be broken without a spark.
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Lovely, thank you!
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That smooth metallic skin,
the haunting gaze,
and those dazzling eyes,
in people’s heart
created cowardice
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Little did she know,
about the path her life was taking,
a path unknown….
a mysterious world,
a secret of her own.
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A line for the poem:
And though they say it takes a village
Her people had hearts of stone
So she, the sole courageous
Stood resolute, alone
~Meg 💖
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Like the rhyming. Thanks Meg. ☺️
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I’m happy you like it! Thank you 😃
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Her cogent complexion clinging onto the cries,
Her shimmering skin ignites the lies,
As she swaggers through the spiraling shame,
And kindles the agonizing flame,
Is it the metallic her to blame??
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Thanks for your words. 🌈
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Sorry Kim but the deadline for contributions to the community poem was midnight December 1st but I will add your lines as a final stanza.
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