Sushi delivery motorcycles near La Motte Piquet, Paris.
Recently Poetry Thursday initiated an exercise in which participants each contributed one line to form a poem. It was fun, as the poem dipped and changed direction.
To prove that poetry isn't scary - that you might enjoy it and even be good at it - I'd like to introduce a "stealth" poem: throw a few lines together et voila - a poem!
To contribute, leave a line of poetry in the comments section that responds to the previous participant's line. Write the first thing that comes into your head; just have fun with it. This weekend I'll post the resulting poem.
Here are the first lines:
Always in a hurry: fast food, fast cars, fast work.
When the delivery arrived, she was ready...
Now it's your turn! Come on, let's play! What's the next line?