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.

15 comments:

  1. How about a haiku

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

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  2. I stutter in my demands to be

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

    (computer generated, not human at all!)

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  3. Here's a haiku:

    http://www.1001words.com/2004/02/stuttering-haiku.html

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

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

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

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  5. 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.

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

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  7. we listen, think, pause and stutter

    we all have voices that matter

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  8. Here is one, inspired by many years of suffering with an awful stutter....no tears, I know it will be hard as the poem is so inspirational....here goes.

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

    Do I win a prize?

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  9. Or another.....

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

    Now THAT one deserves a prize c'mon

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

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  11. Costume Winner
    By RTA

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

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  12. 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.

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  13. 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.

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

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