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Write a creative 'Roses are Red' poem. Change it up, make it funny, sad, romantic, scary, etc.! :)
Bonus points if you make me laugh! ^0^
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brook0913 in Poetry & Free Verse

I ALMOST DIED *NOT CLICKBATE*

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Lavender is purple,

Verbena is too.

Carnations are pink,

Daisies are yellow.

Lilies are white,

And Calla's like snow.

What is the point,

There all just dumb plants.

Nothing to help me,

Confess this romance.

I don't know if I'm insane,

Or just crazy in love.

I just want you to like me,

I hope this poem's enough.

I don't need the nature,

With you by my side.

Cause I think I might love you,

To the end of world's time.

Challenge
Write a micro-poem conveying an important opinion or view in as few words as possible.
The criteria is only that a micro-poem is written showing as much meaning as possible from the writer on a specific topic (preferably) labeled at the end of the piece. The idea is to share strong, complex feelings in few sentences. (Not sure how many will see this, but for those who enter, thanks!)
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brook0913 in Micropoetry

Life is Worth Living

Life is worth living,

never tell yourself differently.

Though I may not know you,

there are people you love and they love you too.

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{A Tsundere Love Poem}

I don't wanna to say hello,

if there's gonna be a goodbye.

If you're gonna let me go,

I won't hold you tight.

I won't let you in with my insecurities,

If it's gonna be so easy to open the door and leave.

I won't show you my faces,

or let you listen to my words.

And I won't take you to the places,

I go to feel heard.

These are some of the things I won't let you find,

Cause I kind of sort of love you but I'm putting up a fight.

Challenge
Write the longest grammatically sound alliteration you can possibly muster. The longest such alliteration's author wins $150 if, and only if, this challenge receives at least 300 entries. Editing is allowed.
If you don't know what an alliteration is, Google it. Ensure that your entry is an alliteration and that it forms a coherent thought. Remember, editing is allowed.
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brook0913 in Words

Christina’s Crafty Cranberries and Cream Colored Crayola Crayon

Christina's crafty cranberries-and-cream colored crayola crayon can cautiously and carefully create cranes that cruise in calm creeks free from chaos, but Christina's crafty cranberries-and-cream colored crayola crayon's cranes were killed by a creepy crocodile with a crooked cornea and cracked claw. The creepy crocodile with the crooked cornea and the cracked claw then crunched on a crew of cranes until a couple of clams and a crill crushed the creepy crocodile with a climbing crawfish and a clippy crab. The crocodile's killers were then credited with crunchy, coffee candy by the crowned King Catfish for keeping his kingdom from crumbling like a kind of unkempt, crispy cookie or cactus dry carrot cake. After crediting the crocodile's killers with crunchy, coffee candy the crowned king catfish crawled back to his castle in the capital called Crystal Cascade. The castle in the capital called Crystal Cascade was covered with crinkly, curly coral and collaboratively, colored cauliflower. Decades later the crowned King Catfish was killed cruelly by a cold so the crowned King Catfish's son commanded to be called the crowned King Clownfish. The crowned King Catfish claimed a couple quadrillion coins covered in caramel from a crowd of cringe-y cotton keepers so he could cram the caramel covered coins into the castle's cache to pay a carver to carve a casket for the killed crowned King Catfish. The carver could not complete the casket though he claimed a couple quadrillion coins covered in caramel 'cause of the cluttered, cloudy skies. The carver crept quietly looking for a candle but he couldn't capture one from the castle. This caused chaotic commotion among the cringe-y cotton keepers until the cluttered, cloudy skies cleared. When the cluttered, cloudy skies cleared the carver completed carving the casket and the cringe-y cotton keepers became calm like a crane cruising in a creek created cautiously  and carefully by Christina's crafty cranberries and cream colored crayola crayon.

Challenge
Famous First Words: Write a great opening line to a novel.
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Change

I glanced outside of the car's tinted window watching as the clear terrain, with the exception of  a few trees here and there, slowly but surely melted into a bustling city of skyscrapers, bright lights, and an overflowing amount of diversity.