The NEW 6 word poetry game thread.
 

I attempted this in the past and I still actually quite enjoy the task. The rules are simple. You get given a set of 6 words, by myself, and you must use those words in a 6 line poem, one word per each line. The effect of this is to see how people use those words to portray various different themes, because more often than not, each poem turns out completely different. It also forces you to write, moulding your mind into a set which makes it easier to use random words as basis for writing.

So, without further ado, your current set of 6 words are as follows:

Jacket, People, Body, Lamp, Record, United.

Have at it!

Ode to Porno
 

He lead her in and took off his Jacket,
Hoping the people below would not hear the racket.
He stroked the warm body of the young tramp,
As he set down the camcorder by the old lamp.
Before he went to her, he pressed the button "Record."
And prepared to be united with this lovely whore.

Nice one SAAM... :D

I'l try it too...Do the words need to appear in the given order?

Well here it goes:

He took his jacket and walked
The people looked at him, like he was no one
His body shook, he knew he was marked
He looked at the lamp, the light was gone
He could see it in their eyes, they had that same record playing in their minds
These people where all united, united against him for no reason, they were evil, not kind

Err...I don't think it's so good...

SAAM, I have to say bravo for that one. Very good. I'm trying to attempt this set myself, but I'm at a loss for creative talent at this very moment, so I'll see what I can come up with later.

Jacket strewn on the floor, his thoughts as clutter
People he left behind long ago, ghosts they mutter
Body ravaged with the daily stresses, wieght on his shoulders
Lamp glowing on his desk, shadowing memories in their holders
Record his soul, biased in his pensive
United his thoughts, always on the defensive.


Hmmmm ... moody. Juvenile. ... definitely angsty.

You're right. The hell am I doing weriting garbage like this? ^_^

Lets see.....

He sighed as he tossed his jacket to the floor
People he decided were not worth his time
His body was tense his head to the door
He switched off his lamp they would discover his crime
His record had been hurt before this had become his blight
He wished he had an ally, united to his plight.

Hey I wrote a poem!

The jacket was binding, white and firm
the people watched him wriggle and squirm
As his body refused to go with his head
Under the lamp, he was examined instead
Just for the record, he wasn't insane,
just a few steps away from being united again.

They were all good, but...No one can compete with Rai. Thats excellent. I mean really...Excellent.

Very good, everyone. Well, here is my attempt:

Fated Hero

In a jacket of ice, the cold form waits,
Unknown to the people above.
His body unchanging lies,
A lamp that will never go out.
Of his past we have no record,
But his future is a nation united.

United in Death

I take this full metal jacket and breach load
Twenty-guage slug fit for splitting people in rows
Body de los hombres, standing ever damp
Drenched in blood and lit afire, resembling lamps
Record this day, where I did say in tired breath
Divided we stand, yet united in death