I hadn’t done a random twitter poem in about a week and I had to run some errands which prevented me from having the full normal time to do a random twitter poem in one sitting, but I was still able to craft this poem based on seven random words (highlighted in blue) from my followers on twitter who played today.

Thanks to the following people for submitting their words: @SurfCityJay (love), @grumpy79 (euphoria), @izealove (sycophant), @summerbreeze80 (desperation), @WebBetty (fastidious), @SonoranDragon (spizzerinctum), @infohwyman (triumph)

Madness For Love

One is driven to desperation
For the euphoria some call love
Muster up all the spizzerinctum you have
Love need not be a fastidious game

Love ebbs and flows like the tide
It is there without realizing it
It is found without searching for it
Flowing around you like the ocean

A sycophant has no chance of finding it
Nor one whose greed see’s no good
A lonely heart may not even notice it
As a careless one could easily lose it

Finding love is one’s ultimate triumph
Sustaining it is an even bigger accomplishment
All find hope in this ocean of fish
Where the water itself is what you sought all along

-Dragon Blogger

With 10 random words provided today (highlighted in blue) a theme formed from the first several words, but then some curve balls were thrown in and I had to work at it to get them to fit.  Overall, I think the poem came out okay but it didn’t take the direction I originally was wanting.  What do you think?

Here are the 10 people and their words who contributed today from twitter:

@wizzardsblog (hectic), @summerbreeze80 (caress), @coreblox (somnambulant), @azredneck (pharmacy), @Miragi (loquacious), @lejonprime (predisposed), @brullig (smarmy), @izealove (parade), @jamiain (basketball), @_McLaughlin (Tuesday)

Sleep Walking

Having trouble sleeping for weeks
Life troubles are a stench that reeks

Hectic job causes too much stress
With no one at home to hold and caress

Having become a somnambulant sleeper
Losing track of time as I fall deeper

Living this way has been rough
This Tuesday I finally had enough

Smarmy doctor wrote me a scrip
To the store I then took a trip

Pharmacy has sold me this pill
To help me sleep and lie still

A loquacious person in my sleep
I reveal the secrets that I keep

Was I predisposed to this condition
Finding a cure is my new mission

I sat down much later that night
Watching basketball, my hopes were bright

If this pill works, I hoped and prayed
I would flaunt the cure in a parade

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

I deliberately left this poem open ended, leaving the reader to not know whether it works or doesn’t.

Today’s random twitter poem came together to a theme when I saw the words bone, astonishing and desperation.  For some reason I thought of Frankenstein and this poem is based on that type of scenario.    9 random words (highlighted in blue) were provided for today’s poem.  Thanks to the following twitter people and they words the contributed:

@reginasuniverse (astonishing), @reluctantaqua (bone), @StarMars (warden), @RichLovatt (obsequious), @izealove (paradigm), @summerbreeze80 (desperation), @lmantion (sun), @penmeapoem (partridge), @azredneck (whisper)

If you would like to play the daily random twitter poem game, just follow me on twitter @dragonblogger, and look for my call for random words (usually between 8am and 10am MST on Monday through Friday).

Creating Life

He is the warden of this tower
Creator of life who craves power
A master of art and science
Caring not for what it represents

What could be a scientific paradigm shift
He sets to create a most unholy gift
An obsequious servant carries out his orders
Blessed with a morality with no known borders

What turns out is an astonishing creation
That some would call an act of mutilation
Stitched together flesh and bone
Lying cold on a slab of stone

There would be no sun shining this day
For this creation, the doctor had found a way
A dark storm had clouded the sky
This storm had a purpose and he knew why

A patridge flutters through the tower window
A lighting bolt crashes down from limbo
Electricity funneled to the mangled corpse
Writhing from the shock, its body warps

Desperation sets in as the doctor opens his mouth
At first a whisper followed by shouts and screams
A failure this experiment it seems
Creating life is only in ones dreams

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

With the words I was provided today my mind went immediately to thinking about a Pizza party.  Today’s poem was based off of 9 random words (highlighted in blue) and provided to me by followers on twitter who play my random poem game every weekday.

Thanks to the following people and their words:
@wizard1974uk (marathon), @SurfCityJay (ethics), @lejonprime (kazoo),@azredneck (pizza), @peteej (spatula), @jlp4u3 (prozac), @izealove (kerfuffle), @kcarruthers (verdant), @summerbreeze80 (saliva)

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The Pizza Shop

Kids are excited by the Pizza Man
Uniform on and a hat on his head
Shoes on his feet, a spatula in his hand
Dough prepared but not to make bread

A kerfuffle unsettles the cheese
Due to Pepperoni stacked on top
Kids imploring “More toppings please”
The oven door closes with a plop

The party a cure for a mood that is blue
More potent than any prozac
One child runs amuck, another plays a kazoo
One applause standing next to Jack

The golden brown pie emerges from the oven
Saliva runs freely as we watch this display
Our tummies are ready for some lovin’
Kids enjoying this most wonderful day

Vibrant verdant peppers adorning the tops
Tables are set and pies lay face up
Gooey Cheese bubbles, sizzles then pops
Each plate adorned with a fork and a cup

A marathon ensues, who can eat the most food
Rushing over dodging kids with a shuffle
The last piece remains drawing a feud
Parents use ethics to solve this scuffle

The shortest straw shall win the last piece
A winner is chosen the rest stand in awe
The slice is lifted and dripping with grease
Last bite is gone when it enters the kids jaw

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

This lighthearted poem was crafted today from 10 random words (highlighted in blue) provided to me by the following twitter people:

@coyotesqrl (revolutionary), @Miragi (importune), @peteej (tintinnabulation), @lejonprime (prelude), @SurfCityJay (compensation), @jamiain (elephants), @tami_squeak (sublime), @SonoranDragon (schadenfreude), @blm03 (Christmas), @kcarruthers (obligatory)

The Holiday Circus

As the families arrive in eager anticipation
Pouring into the tents in clusters like bees
Clowns juggling in prelude to the show beginning
Parents laughing and children are grinning

More kids squealing in delight at the tintinnabulation
This all new revolutionary show is about to begin
Staff starting to importune the guests to take their seats
That they were about to witness some spectacular feats

Elephants amaze us all balancing on two legs
Trunks twirling acrobatists who land on their back
Their legs stomping the ground, you feel the vibration
Receiving peanuts and treats as their only compensation

A pie that was cast in an audience members face
Cause people to display schadenfreude, glad it wasn’t them
One final act with Santa to finish the show
Leaping off a highwire and landing in some snow

People lept to their feats in with glorious applause
Children screamed in excitement knowing no pause
This Christmas event all found sublime
Arriving before the holidays just in time

The staff converges with an obligatory bow
Clowns, Acrobats, Strong Men and Animals
All appreciate this amazingly great turn out
This was the best performance without a doubt

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

I have to say I really like the way today’s random twitter poem came out, and I love the story that is told.  I had 12 random words highlighted in blue thank you to all my contributors and their words:

@coach_gold (time), @kcarruthers (fussbudget), @azredneck (rejuvenate), @bpdir  (intertwined), @celestemj (dwindling), @KnightDiver (rejection), @miriella (wishes), @or1gb1u3 (moleskin), @dirkjohnson (fever), @lejonprime (superfluous), @jlp4u3 (incorporating), @SurfCityJay (storm)

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The Enchanted Pond

The aged woman knew her time drew near
Reflecting on the past, invoking a tear
Ninety decades of life upon this earth
She had once created life by giving birth

She had seen love come and love go
Like icebergs on a cold river flow
Seeing friends and family as well
Her memories are her stories to tell

Dwindling health for these past few days
A fever set in leaving her in a foggy daze
Wearing undergarments and moleskin on top
Laying on the bed using pillows as a prop

She lay there hands folded and fingers intertwined
Peace and salvation she was hoping to find
You could not have called her a fussbudget in life
She caused nobody harm and never caused strife

As she weakened and her death seemed so certain
She moved to the window and drew back the curtain
Amazed what she saw her wishes had come true
A new pond sat in the yard, its water so blue

Her intentions were clear and she knew her direction
Her children protested and voiced their rejection
Her superfluous intention just was not in the norm
She shuffled past her family and out in the storm

Something fierce drove her faster toward the water
One final shout and protest erupted from her daughter
She waded in, incorporating her body with the pool
Her family astounded and thinking her a fool

Magic then happened as her body filled with vitality
What could not be possible was indeed a reality
She started to rejuvenate in front of their eyes
The family stunned at this wonderful suprise

Her wrinkles had vanished, color returned to her face
Breathing so deeply she held her arms out to embrace
Her family rushed forward to her all getting wet
This miracle that occured no one would ever forget

The woman who was over ninety looked twenty again
Her illness and body healed, including her brain
It is as if a wizard had waved a magical wand
All of this from bathing in that enchanted pond

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

This poem turned out to be another story about a lawyer who loses faith in himself and the system and finds a new path for his life while leaving the courtroom one day. The word today “Friar” was the one that triggered me to think of this theme. 13 random words were used and highlighted in blue, thanks to the following people (followed by their words) for contributing to today’s poem:

@coach_gold (tome), @coyotesqrl (chapter), @WhiskeyChick (unscrupulous), @azredneck (hyper), @IntegralChaotic (friar), @BlazingMinds (bliss), @crimsong19 (death), @SurfCityJay (expense), @netta50 (delicious), @lejonprime (gastropod), @craftyGAgal (jubilee), @cheth (mystify), @benjphoto (dilettante)

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A Life That’s Changed

A miracle was witnessed an ordinary life changed
This man once a laywer in bitter turmoil
A personal life falling to pieces and shame
Putting away unscrupulous criminals was always his purpose

This trial jarred the man for some reason
A monster so vile he was sentenced to death
The verdict was just yet the lawyer felt hollow
Had he not served the people and the law?

Was He Tired of justice being served
At the expense of a piece of his soul
He felt at the end of his rope and his game
But what happened that day would mystify him

Wandering a different path when leaving the courtroom
Something special would happen this very day
The man passed an ancient church door ajar
Maybe he was seeking hope or forgiveness

Whatever drove him to veer his course
He would tell you it was his fate
A wave of excitement started to creep over him
He felt alive and vibrant and hyper inside

He opened the door and there sat an altar
Carved in marble and dressed in gold
Light trickled in from stained glass windows
A single beam highlighting a silver goblet

So he ran to the goblet a fire burning inside
Lifting it to his lips he drank the water
The taste of his soul cleansing was delicious
His mind wiped of doubt, fear and guilt

No more does he feel this way, his mind is free
Like a gastropod emerging from its shell
He steps out of his old way of life
Like disrobing from soiled clothing

So begins a new chapter in this man’s life
It beings by studying an ancient tome
Dedicating ones life to become a friar
And achieve bliss through understanding god

He had become a dilettante in the pursuits of faith
And when One year was passed spent in silent pursuit
He spoke for the first time at his jubilee
Harmony is found my soul is clean he declared

Those around him bore friendly smiles
Brother, Sisters and Friends to all
He lived his life free the rest of his days
Never looking back on the courtroom’s call

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

Today’s random poem was greatly inspired by Anne Rice’s works, and her books have always had a place in my mind.  Creating such stunning imagery, the words today just fit for me to create a little story and a tribute to her creations.  Today’s random poem included 13 words (in blue) provided by my followers on twitter, if you want to participate in my random twitter poems just contact me on twitter @dragonblogger, I play every weekday.

Thanks to the following people for submitting the random words today:  (Words are in parenthesis)
@coach_gold (table)
@coyotesqrl (resonate)
@SurfCityJay (downpour)
@lejonprime (schist)
@netta50 (dare)
@benjphoto (exsanguinate)
@azredneck (Turkish)
@jmedvm (erasable)
@dirkjohnson (Curve)
@RichLovatt (Behemoth)
@KnightDiver (reciprocate)
@jlp4u3 (superficial)
@crimsong19 (final)

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The Vampire and Me

I invited him this dark and stormy night
We sat at round oak table discussing our fate
My fate was in my hands and this choice was mine
My life was about to take a curve with no turn back

Then the creature once of Turkish descent spoke
I could feel his voice resonate in my mind
Are you sure you dare choose this life?
There is no turning back from this fate

Your former life must be completely erasable
Nobody can know you anymore and you will be dead
Rising again in undeath to forever live in darkness
We shall reciprocate this gift of blood if you still choose

I agreed once again, I had made my choice
The price was small compared to the power of immortality
The vampire smiled at me and rising from his chair
He towered over me like a great undead behemoth

With a movement so fast I caught nothing but a blur
I felt a prick upon my neck sending chills up my spine
The wound at first I thought superficial and small
Then I noticed how wrong I really was

Blood sprayed the nearby table in a torrential downpour
The polished schist floor collecting dots of rouge
I would have to act quickly or I would exsanguinate
The vampire watched silently with nothing but a smile

I collapsed then my knees buckling beneath me
Why do I feel as if I had been tricked
My vision became fuzzy the vampire was moving toward me
I heard but one word echo from his lips

Now bite and drink and become one with me
My last action was to sink my teeth and grip
Icy cold flesh feeling like rubber between my lips
Thick black blood so cold it burned my throat

But I drank with the force and fury of my final act
Choking and wanting to vomit I held it down
Then my body went slack and my head hit the floor
My vision blacked out and I was sure I was no more

A moment later my dining room was before me
Not a trace of blood or a disheveled chair at all
I sat at a table with a pen in my hand a book under my gaze
Scribbled notes upon the pages and a title above the rest

The Vampire And Me

Poem by Dragon Blogger

Today the words coalesced for me into a sad poem that puts the reader into the mind of someone trapped in a coma.  This poem was created based on 10 random words provided on twitter by some of my followers.   If you enjoy my poetry please vote for my poem on BlogNetAwards, register and click the # of stars you rate my poetry blog.

The people who submitted and their words are listed below.  Thanks to the following people who contributed today:

@coach_gold (savor)
@azredneck (perishable)
@coyotesqrl (daffy)
@amh615 (impertinence)
@SurfCityJay (gratuitous)
@nipplelicious (comatose)
@blm03 (shopping)
@benjphoto (fractious)
@kcarruthers (vicarious)
@cheth  (swing)

The World Passes Me By

Wake me from this comatose state
My mind can waste away, my body is perishable
Time elapses without a thought
What I would give to savor life
Instead trapped within a dream
In a hospital bed of white linen

You have bestowed such gratuitous care
Thinking of nothing but my well being
This condition an utter impertinence
Our lives scarred while time stands still
I feel you close and feel your despair
Yet unable show the slightest response

I miss the daffy way we danced on the grass
The laughter the joy and even the pain
We used to hold hands and swing them high
Showing the world without a care
I miss the nights spent on white satin
I miss pressing my palm to your face

I want you to move on and not share my fate
Because I am trapped here in this state
You should be out shopping for happiness
Find another to heal your soul and mind
You do not suffer in this vicarious inert state
If I could tell you these things to your face

I would only put you in a fractious frame of mind
You would argue you are here until the end
Arguing would be a blessing a welcome gift
Instead I lie here wondering why
Why you and I both suffer
As the world passes me by

-Poem by Dragon Blogger