Poetry challenge #14: Take a favourite line

This week, since it’s what I’ve been playing around with, I’m throwing the challenge out to choose a favourite line, of a song, a poem, a play or a novel, and let it inspire you. You can change it, transform it or reproduce it in any poetic form you like.

We’ve been listening to a lot of Bowie, for obvious reasons, and I’ve used a few of his lines already. Here’s another one, in the form of a triolet.

 

The stars look very different today,

Their web of singing spangles glowing brighter,

I hope the colours falling stay that way.

The stars look very different today,

The blue Earth failing couldn’t make you stay,

But the universal dark is growing lighter.

The stars look very different today,

Their web of singing spangles glowing brighter.

 

Get out those old records and anthologies and be inspired! Looking forward to reading the results.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

48 thoughts on “Poetry challenge #14: Take a favourite line”

  1. His star added to the greater expanse. Very nice!
    I like this idea. I’m just home from traveling. I have some lines in mind, and once I settle in I’ll work on it.

  2. Ooooh… a line from a song ( not DB) came to me straight away! Wonder if I can make it work… can it be in any form?

  3. I took my inspiration this week from Robert Frost, Jane, and his poem, “Stopping By The Woods on a Snowy Evening”. Also took the opportunity to try out a new poetry style. I used a simple chain style…repeating the last word or short thought phrase from the previous line as the first word in the following line. I want to practice this a bit more but this one didn’t turn out too badly.

    Have a lovely weekend!
    Kat
    https://kmmyrman.wordpress.com/2016/01/21/into-the-woods/

  4. I enjoyed doing this, using a line (Burn slowly the candle of life) from Candle of Life by The Moody Blues, on To Our Children’s Children’s Children. The title is No Brief Candle:

    Burn slowly the candle of life
    Whether through good fortune or strife
    For at times, time seems all we have
    Make best use of its healing salve

    Squander not the value of time
    Consider it a gift sublime
    Use it wisely in every way
    No petty pace from day to day

    Be not fain to see the morrow
    Life’s more than a walking shadow
    These times, when need for haste is rife
    Make not a brief candle of life

    https://rivrvlogr.wordpress.com/2016/01/22/no-brief-candle/

  5. Here’s one from me, inspired by Imagine Dragons – Demons
    It’s Where My Demons Hide

    There’s a darkness deep inside
    It’s a shell, the debris of me
    It’s where my demons hide.

    Their slick hands squeeze and I slide
    under. It’s not where I want to be.
    There’s a darkness deep inside

    Which rots and will not be denied.
    I tear at skin rice paper thin to be free
    It’s where my demons hide

    I let them in. Stubborn foolish pride.
    I thought I was strong but I couldn’t foresee
    There’s a darkness deep inside.

    I am a survivor. I am Death’s Bride,
    a shifter doomed to infinity.
    There’s a darkness deep inside.

    In the dying of the light
    I come to life, reborn banshee.
    There’s a darkness deep inside
    It’s where my demons hide.

      1. Lol! That’s weird. I often don’t get notifications from Sacha’s blog, for some reason. But its not consistent. Gremlins! Or leprechauns, maybe…

  6. OKAAAAAAAAYYYYYY…… reluctantly I have posted! :p I wish I could write poetry like you and Ali, but I can’t. But anyways, here I go – taken from Glitter in the Air by Pink the line was: Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, “I just don’t care?”

    ***

    Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, “I just don’t care?”

    Its twisting branches

    All spine like and full of poison

    Stir the carcass of my emotion

    Making it swim in a river of lucid fear

    I’m drowning

    I’m sinking

    I’m dying

    Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, “I just don’t care?”

    Death’s rattle grips my sinewy muscles

    Trapping me in a blackened tunnel

    I see no end

    I see no light

    I see no hope

    Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, “I just don’t care?”

    In the infinite moment of a pause

    A diamond sparkles

    Choice floats passed like a shining knight

    I’m tempted

    I’m enticed

    I decide

    Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, “I just don’t care?”

    My newborn arm

    With Bambi’s grace

    Stretches

    And Pulls

    And strokes

    Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, “I just don’t care?”

    The silky smooth waters

    Finally glide past

    As one hand passes another after another after another.

    Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, “I just don’t care?”

    I have.

    I have.

    I have.

  7. The Living Years (Mike and the Mechanics)

    Don’t you regret
    The words unsaid?
    I’d rather forget.
    I’d rather be dead.
    Words so cheap
    They hurt with ease;
    Make flesh creep
    Heart-eating disease.
    When you’re gone
    And only then
    Am I your son?
    Am I a man?
    Untimely death
    Acidic tears
    Why waste your breath
    In those living years?

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