Pathetic prose game

[Tink]

I will give the opening line of an original poem and each of you can come behind with a single line to add. It's impossible to know where we will end up, but it's almost always hillarious! Please join in! No talent necessary. ;)


The last bloom of summer shivered in the cold...


IF you all enjoy games like this, just let me know and I can provide a few more. :D

[rivermom]

And the darkness covered the hills in black....

[Mandy]

And as the cold breeze became stronger....

[Tink]

the dark hours of the day were becoming longer

[Kimberley]

What has really become of

[rivermom]

of my life that is now hollow?

[Mandy]

We know we should not fear....

[rivermom]

of what comes tomorrow.

[2tiredmom]

be it happy or be it sorrow.

2tiredmom

[rivermom]

It might be your soul I borrow.

[Taurus Babe]

The thing you'll never know

[Tink]

is that flowers drop their seeds in snow

[Janet]

and when winter's white cover disappears in the spring....

[rivermom]

It will be my heart that yearns to sing.

[Mandy]

Tunes that bring your soul a smile....

[rivermom]

The flowers dance, the winds will whistle

[Janet]

with heart sent words and a melody so light..

[rivermom]

And here I find peace, for awhile.