The Friday Fling Chooses How To Write About Choices!
Friday Fling #204, for November 2nd 2012
It’s still election time, with voting coming up Tuesday! So we thought this would be a good time to think about choices in general and write about the important choices we have made or could make, for good or ill.
How are our lives affected by the choices we make?
What determines what those choices are?
What have been their effects?
Choose one, or an entire class.
You choose.
Carrying the choice theme further, you can also choose a format to write in.
See if you can find an interesting one, especially one you have never written in before, from the list on ShadowPoetry.com.
This week the Friday Fling chooses a choice format to write about choices!
Please be sure to save time to read and leave choice comments on your fellow Pals’ choice writes. Then go enjoy a choice early November weekend!
Fickle Finger of Fate Award for October 26th
Congratulations Barbara!
Good evening everyone. Bob will be here at around 10:00 tonight. I hope everyone had a fabulous week and looking forward to see what choices you made poetically. Congrats to Barbara for the Fickle Finger award. :love:
Here is the link that should take you to the poetry forms since shadowpoetry is under construction. Find a form and make a choice. I know you will make a good choice. 😀
http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/types.html
Congratulations Barbara for the Fickle Finger of Fate Award .. Hugs :love: :love:
What Shoes Would You Choose?
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Choices I make
When I’m buying a pair of shoes
Choices I make
High heels seem to make my feet ache
Comfort is what I always choose
And shoes that come in many hues
Choices I make
Michelle R. King
11-1-12
A Roundel
MAKING CHOICES
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Chose what you may in life no matter
How hard you try you may fail
Oh but havin the chance to do all over again is never there
I Know um there
Choices are not always
Easy as sayin
Sum are harter and can not be done
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Choices I have made oh
How I wish pray and hope could change a few
Only there is not enough for me to ole to even wanna are try
I choose to go to heaven hope I at lease make it to see heaves doors if not git in
Chosein the right path is easier for sum not all
Easy cum easy go they always say
So when its time for me to go I pray I make it
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Come all little children unto me but um not a child oh
How will I make it
On a wing and a prayer um sure
I Have not always been good are done what I should
Cuz I had choices and made them
Easy on the eye was the way I waned all to be
Silly me never got what I really waned
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Choices do we really have any
How many time have you chose what you really wanted
Over all others and in the end was wrong
In every way but none
Can we chose life are death no thats already done for us
Easy choices not really just good and bad black and white up are down the chose in already made we just live by them
Sorry even satan thought he had a chose see where it got him hell bound in the end
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————— © November o1 , 2o12
I was going to do mine as a Naani, which is a four line poem of 20-25 syllables, but I passed that number by the third line LOL
VOICE CHOICE
I find that when making life choices,
I listen to the urgent voices.
The ones which echo in my head.
Wish I could make out what they said.
Copyright November 1st 2012 RGD
I know the feeling…lol Love your poem, (((Bob))) and the kitty.. so cute :love:
I wrote this for the CPC Thematic Attic Thursday challenge last night. The theme there was potions. But this mentions choices and I posted it as a comment reply rather than on its own, so I’m putting it up here on its own. Itr was not written in a named format, but it is six-beat ABAB rhyme in four line stanzas.
FREE CHOICE
I pray for a potion
for what we truly need:
against misinformation
which blames alleged “greed.”
For it is not sinful
to work hard for some wealth,
as long as we’re mindful
of what sustains our health.
And that is the freedom
to be what we prefer.
Shun those who’d mislead ‘em;
to a few rules defer.
For regimentation
will not make us happy.
Each new generation
will know that it’s cr*ppy.
Let us keep the option
to live as we choose,
else humans’ last caption
could be “all of us lose.”
Copyright November 1, 2012 RGD
Great blog and great writes…can’t wrap my head around a form…been a day! :love:
The Perfect Word (acrostic)
To many aspiring Longfellows,
having this compulsion is absurd.
Each idea portrayed in print –
perfect must be the word.
Every time i falter,
ransacking of the mind is incurred.
Fearful that the poem will stumble,
each expression must be well heard.
Could i only think faster,
the product would not be deferred!
Why do i rhyme and punctuate?
Old grammatical habits are referred.
Rigidly locked in this format,
don’t i fear that my heart is misheard?
Tony Hansen
11-2-12
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ALONG THE ROAD
(IN FRONT OF ME)
Though I try very hard
not to look back,
not to second-guess
or over-analyze
the choices I’ve faced
and decisions I’ve made,
sometimes it’s really hard
to forget them
and how I got to
the here and now
and to stay focused
on the path straight ahead,
with all of the distractions
to the left and the right
that seem to find me.
For my life is,
after all,
about the choices
I make and I’ve made,
some good ones,
some not so good,
and some just in between —
about the people who’ve
entered my path and my life;
about the places I’ve gone
and the things that I’ve done;
about the direction,
in fact,
that my life would go.
And over the years
there have been
lots of those,
question and ponderings
over what to do,
which roads to take.
And what I’ve concluded,
when all is said and done,
that what matters the most
is not to get stuck
in one place,
drowning in the details
before things can get done;
to make some decision,
this way or that,
to move
and keep moving
along life’s winding track.
And when faced with a decision,
whether to go this way or that,
to make it and do it,
and not to keep looking back.
And as I’ve said
a time or two before,
the straightest way
to what I seek,
with no distractions
encumbering me,
looking to the left
and again to the right,
I don’t have to look very far,
for the best path of all
is right in front of me.
(c) barbara kausteklis 11-2-12
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There are so many choices I can make.
But I’m afraid of making one mistake .
My heart so afraid that it will fail and break .
My emotions are straight on a line.
Every choice I make now is so life scary I don’t know what to do this time.
I feel like a fool who will lose .
Wild voices running in my mind .
I feel like I’m wasting so much time.
I hear the echoes in this rhyme .
If I could just believe in a first step.
Maybe then I’ll have no regrets .
But the heart of me is so fragile .
My mind aches and cries out in disbelief .
Ashes of the past come blowing back in.
With it I fill all my dumb sins .
Choice I just can’t win.
I try don’t get me wrong.
Inspiration coming from so many songs.
But the power of I can’t sings louder .
Fear is my only friend…