Writing Challenge # 42 - Tilted Forum Project Discussion Community

amonkie · 10-30-2005, 09:06 AM

My muse has been absent lately .. but for those of you more lucky:

YOUR CHALLENGE:

Write using any style you wish, with UNFORGETTABLE as your theme

ngdawg · 10-30-2005, 06:27 PM

"Record every moment you can", the lady told me as she admired the four big eyes staring back at her."I don't remember half of what my twins did as babies because I was so busy with them."
So we bought a video camera, 8mm minicassettes and I recorded 10 minutes, 15 minutes ever day. Babies at 5 months don't do too much. They gurgle, they try to crawl, they eat and poop and they sleep. But I recorded and recorded as they grew.
First few steps. Playing 'magic' with my daughter, so delighted she 'fooled' me by hiding her toy in a pocket and asking, 'where'd it go?' My son lining up toy cars in perfect order on the coffee table. Their secret language. Their speech. "Yook, mommy! I do dah BOCKS!" as she she played and stacked blocks on the table.
One day I hear a familiar noise coming from the playroom, but not something normal from two sixteen-month olds. The distinct sound of the husband's Nintendo games. He played every night, our son in his lap. I instinctly grabbed the camera and tiptoed to the room to see my son, sitting on the floor, tv on, game on and he is pushing the buttons on the control. 'Uh-oh! I got Killt!!" he declared as he pushed the reset button and resumed.
Sixteen months old. Can't say too many intelligible words. And there he was, surrounded by toys, tv set on channel 3, game cartridge in the console and he is pushing buttons and hitting reset.....I knew we were in for an interesting ride....

tecoyah · 10-31-2005, 03:11 AM

Blanket warmth in the green of her eyes
Unforgettable
Moist words knotted in tongue ties
Regrettable
Sway of hips walking away, my mind cries
Incredible
Another lost lover with someone lies
I try to forget...I try

pandafaye · 10-31-2005, 08:35 PM

A simple soft sifting through mulberry hues
Of romance and need combined into one
At last the touch of one to the other
A soft sensation, sinless and seductive
The first unforgetable kiss
Between two lovers intertwined

tecoyah · 11-01-2005, 06:05 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by pandafaye

A soft sensation, sinless and seductive

Very Nice.....me likes

pandafaye · 11-01-2005, 08:05 AM

Thanks tecoyah. This is my first post in Tilted Lit, although I've been reading for quite a while.

Willravel · 11-01-2005, 02:29 PM

I Forget....

Today is the day I'll start anew,
I'l get out there and try to woo
a pretty darling on the town.
Oh where oh where is my left shoe?

In this home I've felt quite trapped
Like shakkels on wrists and ankles wrapped
but today I'll be free and that's quite keen
Now if only I can find the town mapped...

Where are my trousers? Where is my shirt?
If I can only get organizaed I can finally assert
my right to freedom, I'm not senile!
But now I must sit because my feet hurt.

How I miss the good old days,
when you and I could always gaze
into each other's dull, sweet eyes.
It seems that everything else is a haze.

Unforgettable, but I almost forgot
the Sunday I bought you a forget me not.
You smiled you smile, and kissed a kiss
All I remember is you.

Edit: sorry for missing writing challenges #2-41. I have to stock up on creativity.

Rainyshoes · 11-01-2005, 07:17 PM

He called her unforgettable,
his eyes restored her soul...
He painted scenes of promised dreams
in moments they both stole.

He called her unforgettable,
his touch erased her pain...
His voice was Passion's symphony,
each time he sighed her name.

He called her unforgettable,
then stopped calling her, at all...
And wind-swept leaves of make-believe
tore madly through her Fall.

He called her unforgettable,
though it seems she was not.
He called her unforgettable,
'til, one day, he forgot...

amonkie · 11-01-2005, 08:07 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Rainyshoes

And wind-swept leaves of make-believe

That image right there is simply amazing ... great pieces everyone!

Poppinjay · 11-02-2005, 06:24 AM

Rainyshoes ((((clap clap clap clap))))

She was a cute girl, dressed up in Belinda Carlisle wanna be Go Go gear, representing the best of the beach in the early 80's. Everything I wanted to see, everything my hormones wanted to cheer on, like a painted fat guy at a Buffalo Bills football game. Her blonde bob, bangles, and apple dappled cheeks bounced through the boardwalk, high on candy. It was a moment of Kronos in my 13th year of life, unforgotten, unforgettable, unrequited.

pandafaye · 11-02-2005, 09:28 AM

Very nice, Poppinjay. I love the last line.

msh58 · 01-25-2006, 05:19 PM

one of those days i wish i hadn't woken up
like most of them
no work
no school
no anything
no will to do anything

got the mail out of the box
its been a routine of mine
to get it
thumb through quickly
then rip in half
and put in the garbage

but the letter was there
not from a company
or somebody else wanting money
this ones from an actual person

rarely has happened in my life

opened it up
it was from you
my eyes teared up
reading
the simple line
"wish you were here"

thank you for that
i'll never forget it

silvertiger · 01-25-2006, 07:05 PM

Cells, electric impulses, impressions.
I've tried drugs, I've tried games, I've tried books.
Distracted with sex, avoided with sleep, overpowered with Music
What can I do, Where can i go, How can i flee?
A drill to the right lobe, an electric shock to reset my system, or just give up and die?
Nightmares, cold sweats, anxiety attacks.
Therapy, hipnosis, medication.
Love lost, My heart is gone, like hear breath.
Time has passed, will I ever forget, CAN i ever forget?

lonely, hurt, tired.

afraid, weary, humbled.

10-30-2005, 09:06 AM	#1 (permalink)
amonkie Drifting Administrator Location: Windy City	Writing Challenge # 42 My muse has been absent lately .. but for those of you more lucky: YOUR CHALLENGE: Write using any style you wish, with UNFORGETTABLE as your theme __________________ Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna

10-30-2005, 06:27 PM	#2 (permalink)
ngdawg peekaboo Location: on the back, bitch	"Record every moment you can", the lady told me as she admired the four big eyes staring back at her."I don't remember half of what my twins did as babies because I was so busy with them." So we bought a video camera, 8mm minicassettes and I recorded 10 minutes, 15 minutes ever day. Babies at 5 months don't do too much. They gurgle, they try to crawl, they eat and poop and they sleep. But I recorded and recorded as they grew. First few steps. Playing 'magic' with my daughter, so delighted she 'fooled' me by hiding her toy in a pocket and asking, 'where'd it go?' My son lining up toy cars in perfect order on the coffee table. Their secret language. Their speech. "Yook, mommy! I do dah BOCKS!" as she she played and stacked blocks on the table. One day I hear a familiar noise coming from the playroom, but not something normal from two sixteen-month olds. The distinct sound of the husband's Nintendo games. He played every night, our son in his lap. I instinctly grabbed the camera and tiptoed to the room to see my son, sitting on the floor, tv on, game on and he is pushing the buttons on the control. 'Uh-oh! I got Killt!!" he declared as he pushed the reset button and resumed. Sixteen months old. Can't say too many intelligible words. And there he was, surrounded by toys, tv set on channel 3, game cartridge in the console and he is pushing buttons and hitting reset.....I knew we were in for an interesting ride.... __________________ Don't blame me. I didn't vote for either of'em.

10-31-2005, 03:11 AM	#3 (permalink)
tecoyah Illusionary	Blanket warmth in the green of her eyes Unforgettable Moist words knotted in tongue ties Regrettable Sway of hips walking away, my mind cries Incredible Another lost lover with someone lies I try to forget...I try __________________ Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

11-01-2005, 07:17 PM	#8 (permalink)
Rainyshoes Upright Location: Roadside	He called her unforgettable, his eyes restored her soul... He painted scenes of promised dreams in moments they both stole. He called her unforgettable, his touch erased her pain... His voice was Passion's symphony, each time he sighed her name. He called her unforgettable, then stopped calling her, at all... And wind-swept leaves of make-believe tore madly through her Fall. He called her unforgettable, though it seems she was not. He called her unforgettable, 'til, one day, he forgot... Last edited by Rainyshoes; 11-02-2005 at 01:30 AM..

11-02-2005, 06:24 AM	#10 (permalink)
Poppinjay You had me at hello Location: DC/Coastal VA	Rainyshoes ((((clap clap clap clap)))) She was a cute girl, dressed up in Belinda Carlisle wanna be Go Go gear, representing the best of the beach in the early 80's. Everything I wanted to see, everything my hormones wanted to cheer on, like a painted fat guy at a Buffalo Bills football game. Her blonde bob, bangles, and apple dappled cheeks bounced through the boardwalk, high on candy. It was a moment of Kronos in my 13th year of life, unforgotten, unforgettable, unrequited. __________________ I think the Apocalypse is happening all around us. We go on eating desserts and watching TV. I know I do. I wish we were more capable of sustained passion and sustained resistance. We should be screaming and what we do is gossip. -Lydia Millet

10-31-2005, 08:35 PM	#4 (permalink)
pandafaye Tilted Location: Maine	A simple soft sifting through mulberry hues Of romance and need combined into one At last the touch of one to the other A soft sensation, sinless and seductive The first unforgetable kiss Between two lovers intertwined

11-01-2005, 08:05 AM	#6 (permalink)
pandafaye Tilted Location: Maine	Thanks tecoyah. This is my first post in Tilted Lit, although I've been reading for quite a while.

11-01-2005, 02:29 PM	#7 (permalink)
Willravel ... a sort of licensed troubleshooter.	I Forget.... Today is the day I'll start anew, I'l get out there and try to woo a pretty darling on the town. Oh where oh where is my left shoe? In this home I've felt quite trapped Like shakkels on wrists and ankles wrapped but today I'll be free and that's quite keen Now if only I can find the town mapped... Where are my trousers? Where is my shirt? If I can only get organizaed I can finally assert my right to freedom, I'm not senile! But now I must sit because my feet hurt. How I miss the good old days, when you and I could always gaze into each other's dull, sweet eyes. It seems that everything else is a haze. Unforgettable, but I almost forgot the Sunday I bought you a forget me not. You smiled you smile, and kissed a kiss All I remember is you. Edit: sorry for missing writing challenges #2-41. I have to stock up on creativity.

11-02-2005, 09:28 AM	#11 (permalink)
pandafaye Tilted Location: Maine	Very nice, Poppinjay. I love the last line.

01-25-2006, 05:19 PM	#12 (permalink)
msh58 Crazy	one of those days i wish i hadn't woken up like most of them no work no school no anything no will to do anything got the mail out of the box its been a routine of mine to get it thumb through quickly then rip in half and put in the garbage but the letter was there not from a company or somebody else wanting money this ones from an actual person rarely has happened in my life opened it up it was from you my eyes teared up reading the simple line "wish you were here" thank you for that i'll never forget it Last edited by msh58; 01-25-2006 at 07:47 PM..

01-25-2006, 07:05 PM	#13 (permalink)
silvertiger Tilted Location: Denver	Cells, electric impulses, impressions. I've tried drugs, I've tried games, I've tried books. Distracted with sex, avoided with sleep, overpowered with Music What can I do, Where can i go, How can i flee? A drill to the right lobe, an electric shock to reset my system, or just give up and die? Nightmares, cold sweats, anxiety attacks. Therapy, hipnosis, medication. Love lost, My heart is gone, like hear breath. Time has passed, will I ever forget, CAN i ever forget? lonely, hurt, tired. afraid, weary, humbled.