Monday, November 16, 2009

Poem Contest

Give me your 2-liner poem about stuttering. Surely, yours cannot be worse than mine:
 An eager thought left unspoken
Of a blank mind waiting for it to be spoken.


Norbert @ BSA said...

How about a haiku

Dreaded light vowels
following the letter l
straight into the wall.

Dave Rowley said...

I stutter in my demands to be

But it seems, oh woe, no one doth care.

(computer generated, not human at all!)

Ora said...

Here's a haiku:

(I couldn't have said it better myself!)

Satyendra said...

Here is our three lines in Hindi:
Haklao magar pyaar se
Ruko aaraam se
Fir chal pado shaan se!

Stutter with love!
Pause comfortably!
then Move on with elan!

Anonymous said...

It was extremely interesting for me to read this article. Thanks for it. I like such themes and everything connected to them. I would like to read a bit more soon.

T said...

My unpredictable speech frustrates me,
I remember it's ok it can't break me.

Tom Weidig said...

You make my poeming look good! ;-)

Anonymous said...

we listen, think, pause and stutter

we all have voices that matter

Anonymous said...

Here is one, inspired by many years of suffering with an awful tears, I know it will be hard as the poem is so goes.

Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner
Winner Winner, I st st st stammer

Do I win a prize?

Anonymous said...

Or another.....

Tiger, Tiger, so good with a putter
is it true you used to stutter

Now THAT one deserves a prize c'mon

Tom Weidig said...

I like the Tiger one... Keep on poeming! :-)

Anonymous said...

Costume Winner

Wit masquerades as a fool,
After he opens his mouth.

Ora said...

Tut mir leid, Dein Gedicht verstehe ich gar nicht. Was meinst Du mit "of a blank mind"? "A thought...of a blank mind"? Ich verstehe gewiss, Du behauptest nicht es sei ein Meisterstueck. Doch den Satzbau kapiere ich bloss nicht. Sorry.

Tom Weidig said...

Ora, how can you not possibly understand my poem. :-)

An eager thought left unspoken.

(Left unspoken) To a blank mind (when we are in a block) waiting for the thought to be spoken.

Pam said...

My throat constricted, choking, tight
Why is talking always a fight?