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?
then jabbing a "makizushi" with her fork,
she twirled toward him, "wasabi" on her lips
Posted by: my backyard | 01 June 2007 at 17:42
but with a toss of her hair and a bat of her eyes...
she pouted so perfectly much to his surprise:)
Posted by: maddie | 31 May 2007 at 16:45
She saw the word FUGU stuck in a junction of her mind, just
Posted by: Rethabile | 31 May 2007 at 14:31
These lines are from Chris Sapp, who encountered word verification problems when trying to comment. (I have the word verification function disabled on my weblog - as I find it annoying and time-consuming - but sometimes it apparently kicks in on its own). Chris's lines were submitted directly after Tongue-in-Cheek's lines:
The eyelids became visible, closed
As he rushed forward towards her
Posted by: Paris Parfait | 31 May 2007 at 14:16
... to drop her towel,
with abandon.
Posted by: Merisi's Vienna | 31 May 2007 at 10:56
Oh Tara! how come you do this to me...? I LOVE sushi!!!!! difficult to find around here and not as good as in Vancouver...(well, the best of the world is there...fresh and unexpensive!) I have tried some in Paris but...noway....do you have a good address? hugs
Posted by: Catalina | 31 May 2007 at 08:51
dear Tara... I am wondering...
did you receive your spring green prize?
xox - eb
Posted by: eb | 31 May 2007 at 04:00
Dripping into her heart were
those eyes that licked her lips.
Posted by: tongue in cheek | 30 May 2007 at 23:16
As she rushed to leave
he was already there
with those hungry
eyes
Posted by: Tammy | 30 May 2007 at 23:06
Perhaps this was not intended for me
but I can eat it all the same, I suppose
rather than take the time
to place another order
hurry, hurry
I must go.
Posted by: meredith | 30 May 2007 at 22:25
ooops........I read it in the wrong order..... :) I frigged it up. Sorry.
Posted by: awareness | 30 May 2007 at 22:23
an unlikely delivery
by unforgotten familiarity
standing behind a unforgiven smile
Posted by: awareness | 30 May 2007 at 22:22
Gifts from the sea - sashimi and wasabi,
trimmed with a Daikon radish rose.
*You are inspiring me - I don't even LIKE sushi, lol.
Posted by: tinker | 30 May 2007 at 20:41
Tara,
I have to say, since you changed your look-and-feel, the photos come out so brilliant! I love them!
p.s I also love Yo Sushi! (in La Defence)...
Bises,
Nina
Posted by: Nina | 30 May 2007 at 20:35
Hunger will drive one to new appetites.
As she inhaled, she decided, upgrades are gifts.
Posted by: Pearl | 30 May 2007 at 19:37
Correction: that's " she thought " !!
Posted by: Colette | 30 May 2007 at 18:57
It's nevertheless a gift, she though, and reached for the order that wasn't hers.
Posted by: Colette | 30 May 2007 at 18:54
Your poem is cute. But I am not sure eating sushi from these carts is a wise thing! lol
:)
Posted by: Amber | 30 May 2007 at 17:42
the moon beamed at her folly
as the night grew fuller
Posted by: JanePoe (aka Deborah) | 30 May 2007 at 16:59
Door once again standing between her and the world.
Posted by: dargie | 30 May 2007 at 16:53
cash, grab, back to lurk.
rel
Posted by: rel | 30 May 2007 at 16:40
Clutching her money in one hand and the door knob in the other she swung the door widely
With a gasp she realized this was not her delivery
XOX
Kristen
PS I am packing and moving to Paris any city with Sushi delivery is the place for me.
Posted by: kristen robinson | 30 May 2007 at 16:34
Would it be what she ordered?
Or would she be surprised?
Posted by: Leau | 30 May 2007 at 16:24
trembling with excitement
her hand reached for the door...
Posted by: Becca | 30 May 2007 at 15:57