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Question #1:

contest contest contest help?

Ok so I am entering a poetry contest and I was wondering if this poem sounds good? Please anyone give me your opinions.

Winter love
It comes and goes.
As bitter as
The falling snow.

Here you sit
Right next to me.
I feel the warmth
As you breathe.

I peer into
Your darkened eyes.
Blackened coals.
I see the lies.

Artic love,
Frigid heart.
From your hold
I can't depart.

The more we love.
The more you thaw.
My melting snowman
I am in awe.

But in the end
We are in need.
Of each other
We have agreed.

So here I stay
Forever more.
Frosty love
That I adore.


The only requirements for the contest are:

***Entries can range from;
*A winter holiday gone bad.
*A winter love falling apart or coming together and then falling apart.
*Spending a winter holiday in the hot sun.
*Anything that involves a snow man and the silly emotions felt when it melts.
*Anything pertaining to winter and/or global warming in general (if you wish to stick to a general theme, be aware that the judges will be excepting something really thought out and well developed.
***Kudos to those that incorporate any/all of the following words; Frost, nipping, arctic, frigid and of course SNOW MAN!


*The poems will be judged on originality, creativity, use of imagery, plot (for prose) and literary technique.
*The less cliques, the better. We are looking for literature that is fresh , intriguing and new!

Question #2:

Im not sure what to do?!?

I am a junior and it is about time to decide what i want to go to college for. I am 16 and i love to write poetry, i have written 49 poems so far, and everyone seems to like them. But mostly i just love to write, it makes me feel free. But then again i need something practical, and had originally planned to study business. I am like working in an office environment. I am sure that i could be successful in business. I was also planning my second major to be psychology, it is very interesting for me. But now i am not sure what i want to do. Follow my love for writing. Or go for the business which is more practical?
Im sorry that this doesn't really fit the category, i wasn't paying attention when i hit submit. But i would still love some advice please.
My family does not have a lot of money, and whatever i do i need to be very successful. The most important thing to me is that i am able to care for them.

Question #3:

How much poetry does a poem have to have?

.
.

we have seen more than enough 
to know
shadows disappear at noon 
and ghosts aren't real
so when you tell me
I know...I believe
I smile and thank my God for a life
mixed and mangled
blessed and besotted, both for purpose
I suppose...but the question of your Love
seals itself in the beauty of you
I need not ask, for I know
.
.

Question #4:

i need audition monologues!!!!!?

Im audition for my state's Governor's School for Drama and i need 2 contrasting monologues that, together, cant last more than 3 minutes. They have to be from plays dating 1970 to present and they can't be from scripts, musicals, lyrics from songs, selections of poetry, novels, and other works. Basically they HAVE to be from a play. Ive been searching all over the internet for about a week now and i cant find ANYTHING. id prefer if the monologue is free unless the state was expecting us to buy it.. the auditions are in January and id REALLY love your guys' help cause im starting to stress >:/ thanks!

Question #5:

Teen room ideas/themes?? Please Help!?

Okay, I love writing poetry and reading. I'd like to know how to make a peaceful room, but not so that its weird looking. What colors would fit? What decor? Oh and I'm a girl..
I also love pictures of black skylines against a sunset, and black trees against a sunset :]

Question #6:

speech class poetry assignment.?

i need a poem of at least 3 minutes but im thinking of using lyrics instead.
i don't want to use a popular song that everyone knows.

anyone have any suggestions?

lyrics about.
love
friendship
growing up.
or happiness?

Question #7:

I have my rising sign in scorpio?

it seems everywhere i go, sometimes people tend to notice me. some dont understand it when i get so emotional and passionate, my feelings just run so deep and i cant control how i feel. i have had people say that there is "something about me" that they cant quite figure out. i feel like i give off this energy, im always mulling over my thoughts.... sometimes i can get caught very deeply inside of my thoughts. i have a shy nature and i have trouble expressing myself at times but nevertheless i am still creative. i love to write poetry and play my guitar. this is my chart

sun sagittarius
moon libra
mercury sagittarius
saturn capricorn
jupiter taurus
venus scorpio
mars aries
pluto scorpio
rising sign scorpio

can someone please tell me why i get intese reactions from others sometimes?

Question #8:

Can you please help me?

I'm 13 and for the past few days I have been feeling fine (not normal for me) then all of a sudden I feel like dieing. I often think of suicide as a pain escape, and cutting for my own punishment. I also keep getting pictures of myself hanging from a rope. On sept 5 I was sexually assaulted, my family was murdered and that's what I came home to. I was put into foster care and
To from family to family. I can't think straight. And what is sad is the only person I love that Is still alive is my pen pal. And I can't even see her. My mind doesn't think right and voices appear in by head. This isn't right. But I have no one to turn to what so ever. I'm also terrified of men after what happen to me, and have random panic attacks. I'm never happy one bit, and I never have energy to do anything cox I'm too depressed, the only thing I enjoy doing is writing poetry.

Question #9:

Gifts for a very special woman (and friend)?

I've already asked this (sort of) but I'd like to hear some more advice from others before I decide on what to do...

I met a girl a few months back while traveling... We've kept in contact since then, and I fell in love with her through our correspondence. I got her flowers for her birthday, but I really haven't told her how I feel. I currently have a vacation planned out so I can see her again, and we've coordinated a road trip...

I really want to give her something so she can see how I feel about her. I'm thinking of writing some poetry for her, and probably a card for her and her friend we'll be traveling with... Any suggestions for a type of poetry? I'm trying not to be childish or corny with it... :)

I'll also give them flowers... Any suggestions as to type? I know red roses mean love, but I don’t know if I should give those to her yet without making her feel uncomfortable. I’ll also give her friend flowers, but I haven’t decided what type yet.

Anything else I should consider? I'm not worried about costs.

Thank you to all who have helped me so far... I'm excited to hear more suggestions!

Question #10:

Please read the poem (all criticism welcome)?

So recently I've been getting into poetry and have started to do a little writing (only for myself) and I just wanted to get some opinions on my most recent poem. So here it is:

To my fellow men,

If you would like to truly please your woman physically,
it is a necessity that you primarily please her mentally.
You must 1st dive deep into her thoughts
to stimulate every single part of her body
all while giving her the best orgasm possible, a mental one.

You need to make love, to her mind.

And as you sit and talk and stroke her thoughts
to connect on a whole nother level.
One that cannot be reached with physical contact
but with intimacy that can only be achieved when you know
more about her, than yourself.

You need to make love, to her mind.

So when I see half naked women dancing at strip clubs
and in music videos, I wonder.
I wonder why no man has taken the time to study something
other than the curves of her breast, hips, and thighs
So once again I sit there confused wonderin' why a man
has not taken the time,

To make love, to her mind

And as for us men, we have GOT to do better.
We need stop lookin' at women as objects, but as people.
People with ideas and thoughts and feelings, and most
importantly, a heart.

We need to make love, to their minds

So if you take anything from what has just been said
please remember this one thing:
In order to make love to the body of the woman,
you must 1st make love to the mind, of the human.

To make love, to her mind.

Question #11:

Missing his touch and love. what can a girl do :)?

i haven't seen my boyfriend in 5 days. he has been poorly so he told me to keep away. anyway i'm missing him. particularly his touch, the way he looks at me, his words are like poetry, the way moves when we make love, holding my hand. everything. what can i do? we text everyday but it's npot the same! thanks x x

Question #12:

A poem, let me know what you think?

What is the matter with M?

M was coming along
seemed to be finding his muse.
Then a rat got his tail and his talent travailed and he wrote things just to confuse
What went wrong?

The story requires some history,
it's a baffling case I might add.
He complained of thin skin, got a dose of Ian and his style went from okay to bad.
Behind it is a mystery.

The curious story of M
a novice to poetry's art
shows his heart, then he sickens, though his pulse barely quickens at the start
of some melodramatic love poem.

What is the matter with theory
if it answers a question correctly?
In a poem it's worse than some shoddy old verse; doubt interjecting,
It makes open hearts feel leery.

So what can we do for the issue?
A man's got to write his own way
and a stumble in the dark is a walk in the park if it finally leads to the day
There is hope. (Can someone hand me a tissue?)
Feud Geoffrey? Hardly. I consider the him a friend.
I can be concerned for a friend and happy at the same time. I'm a multi-tasker.
When I excise myself from my own poems it isn't the poem that suffers it is the READER.
Baby Blue, as the master of dreck I am not saying anybody has no right to write garbage, but I am puzzling what happened to the person who was going in the other direction. Who cares about the poems, I am questioning the poet.

Question #13:

WHat do you think of this poem?

I don't know if it's very good, but it at least expresses how I feel well enough, which is what poetry should do, right?


WHen the thought of your death
makes you short of breath
when you fear your end
is around the next bend
you fear not for want of life
but for whom you wish to call your wife
You fear that they will feel pain
and their faces tears will stain
that they will mourn
their heart would be torn
that they will not move on
though you are gone
these things you think of
when you have felt love.

Question #14:

Calling all established and budding poets. Which is the first poem that inspired your love of poetry?

My Grandad used to recite The Lady of Shalott to me when I was 9. (Alfred Tennyson) I knew great chunks of it off by heart. Loved poetry ever since

Question #15:

How do I make everyone love me and pay attention to me through my poetry?

I've drenched my poems in various lubricants, offered up my naked body, and STILL there are those that don't love me.

Ara, I care about you so much, I want that you should have a shiny new car.
Cassie, it's not enough.
I want continuous gushing, like a split fire-hose aimed at my face.
Sin, that is just rude. I may be a fat slob, but you have no right to ridicule me for my size.
Pfttttttttt.
Everybody knows that a gazillion is even't a real number

Question #16:

How do I talk to my overbearing lesbian mothers?

Ok so about a year ago my mother asked me to come and babysit my brother for TWO weeks that's it. Two weeks turns into 2 months and then slowly it turns into a year then a year and a half. See its not that I don't enjoy living with them but we live in a two bedroom one bath trailer with 8 people and 2 dogs. Sometimes life gets way to out of hand. Anyways, my parents hardly spent any time with any of us kids over the past year and half since we lived with her. All the money either went to fast food every night, pot, or stupid petty crap to entertain themselves with. None of the money was meant to buy anything that the family NEEDED. And then my mother gets her inheritance and she spends all of that with the quickness. A good hunk of change spent on two new cars and petty crap. You know with 8 people living there they should have bought a house but they didn't. And then my step mom gets off paper and starts her old Business again. Things she got in trouble with the law for in the first place. I can't say exactly what. But when this happens I get informed of new rules we have to live by.
1. No going into the parents room even when they are there.
2. Don't speak to anyone about Business.
3. Keep an eye out for 5-0
Ok all of this is simple enough. So it goes well for about a week and then I feel like I'm getting pushed away from my mother and there is nothing I can do about it. Every time I come around I feel very unwelcome because Im the youngest adult in the house and my mom doesn't trust me at all. My step-mom trust me with everything she stands for but my own blood mother doesn't. What the hell? Im tired of sitting in my room night after night alone with nothing to do but write poetry and play video games. I want to hang out with my mom again. I want to sit in her room while she plays guitar hero. Someone please help me understand. Oh yeah I forgot the part where my mother has the audacity to tell me never to pick anyone over her again and then she is sitting there suffocating my step mom with more money, riches, and love, then any of her three kids could ever even know existed. She tells me not to pick anyone over her but then she turns around and picks her wife over her own kids? Did I miss something?

Question #17:

Finding a job with Asperger's Syndrome?!?

How do I find a job that I can do well but alone?

I already tried looking into library jobs..but there aren't any I qualify for. Everytime I get a job, no matter how much I love the actual job, I have serious communication issues no matter what. I misunderstand everything apparently and automatically assume everyone hates me. I can't seem to break out of it.

*I am horrible at math and science although science intrigues me
*I am a published author of two poetry books but I seem to have hit a writers block and make very little royalties on my first two
I'd love to go to college but cannot afford it. I was denied financial assistance

Question #18:

Science and poetry mixed- where should I put this?

'I'll string along with you'

Like two membranes colliding
in the void
so began our
own big bang
our love ever expanding

Question #19:

I would love to have all my dads poems printed in a book for xmas..not published so need advice what to do...?

my dad has wrote many many fantastic poems through all his life based on his life etc...totally amazing pieces of poetry. a few have been published...only through people pushing him etc but would love to have all his poems made into a book. i don't want to publish the book, i want to get this book professionally made and give it him for xmas. He is so talented and his work is wasted sitting in folders in his house, i know he would love this but haven't a clue where to go.

Question #20:

I'm 15 and entered a poetry contest... Tips On How To Present The Poem W/o Looking Like an Idiot?

This Is My Poem...
I dont know how to present it w/o looking like an idiot... any tips??????

Our eyes hold secrets but also
they are the pathways to our hearts
where love lives so deep within,
flowering like a rose.
Is not heaven the same? Filled with roses;
sweet, fragrant roses, the blissful petals
without the thorns carried on Earth.
The thorns that test our basest faith
Depth is only used
to describe a rose
And the purist of such
used only describe the heavens

The sweet scent
the blissful petals
the touch of a thorn

The earth
soil
the roots of the flower
the beggining of our jorney
go side by side
we firmly plant our faith as the foundation of our lives.
The Thorns, life's obstacles,
pains,
the troubles that challenge our faith and knowledge.
The Flowering buds, Heaven, the end of our journey,
blooming to embrace us.
Eternal Love, The greatest reward, .
a gift upon reaching the heights





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