Hannah

Hm… ‘Dust and Ink’? ‘Endurance’? ‘An Inky Legacy’? ‘Forever’?

Love the quick, tight rhythm, by the way! I honestly can’t find anything I would change. Nice and simple, but pithy at the same time. Love it. 😀

Written Words.
Ha, I thought of another one. Yay! (Don’t know if it’s any good though.)

@overcomer Ooooo….great poem. I really loved it.
Hmm…titles. Not my strong point.
The typewriter.
Words.
“Come on Tess. Think, think.” *scrunches up eyes and holds breath* Gasp, gasp, gasp. “Nope, that’s all I can think of for now.” 🙁 Sorry

Thanks, @spradlin , (excuse me while I get some sand out of my ear. I just spent the afternoon at the beach. Isn’t Spring great?) and @kate-flournoy ! That is reassuring.

Now I’m also wondering if posting our content here to share with each other could be considered a prior publication (disqualifier) for other sites’ contests etc. I…[Read more]

You see, @daeus , if I name it after the first line it sounds like it’s a poem about a train, and if I name it after the second, it’s a bit vague . . . it could be about a sports car, or a new pair of shoes.

As for naming it after what it’s about, @writefury , that’s kinda difficult. . .

It’s about typewritten words outlasting the machines used…[Read more]

Here, you can read it for yourselves. @writefury , @daeus , @kate-flournoy

Any name ideas or editing ideas are welcome!

Clickety-clack,
New and black;
Click-clack-ding!
And the paper rolls back.

Letter then letter
Line by line,
White paper is marred
By a black ink design.

Clickety-clack,
Old and rusted;
Years have passed
Since last it was…[Read more]

Here, you can read it for yourselves. @writefury , @daeus , @kate-flournoy

Any name ideas or editing ideas are welcome!

Clickety-clack,
New and black;
Click-clack-ding!
And the paper rolls back.

Letter then letter
Line by line,
White paper is marred
By a black ink design.

Clickety-clack,
Old and rusted;
Years have passed
Since last it was…[Read more]

Here, you can read it for yourselves. @writefury , @daeus , @kate-flournoy

Any name ideas or editing ideas are welcome!

Clickety-clack,
New and black;
Click-clack-ding!
And the paper rolls back.

Letter then letter
Line by line,
White paper is marred
By a black ink design.

Clickety-clack,
Old and rusted;
Years have passed
Since last it was…[Read more]

He smiles crookedly and comes to stand just below me. “You don’t do this whole ‘Old English’ thing much, do you? That’s okay. I don’t do it too well either, and I’ve been here for… oh, about a year already.’ He pauses, and a tiny furrow creases his forehead. “Actually… I’ve been waiting for you. You did bring the box, didn’t you?”
I open my…[Read more]

“You came here in that magical box of yours, remember?” He frowned, “I’d think after all the time you spent explaining it to us you would at least remember you had it…”
“Oh…” I felt my face grow a little red, but I tried to keep my expression the same, “Yeah. Just… seeing if you remembered right.”
So that’s it then? I’m a time traveler? I…[Read more]

“You came here in that magical box of yours, remember?” He frowned, “I’d think after all the time you spent explaining it to us you would at least remember you had it…”
“Oh…” I felt my face grow a little red, but I tried to keep my expression the same, “Yeah. Just… seeing if you remembered right.”
So that’s it then? I’m a time traveler? I…[Read more]

Generally poems tend to have repeated words or lines scattered throughout. You could pick one of those. Or just call it whatever the poem is about. “Rain” or “Bumblebee” or “Broken heart” sounds fine. 😛

Let me try that again… for some reason I switched to past tense.

“Who are you?” I manage to ask him.
“Someone who knows why you’re here,” the man answers.
I can’t stop staring at the man. There’s something unusual about him that I can’t put my finger on…

“Who are you?” I managed to ask him.
“Someone who knows why you’re here,” the man answered.
I couldn’t stop staring at the man. There was something unusual about him that I couldn’t put my finger on…

“Who are you?” I managed to ask him.
“Someone who knows why you’re here,” the man answered.
I couldn’t stop staring at the man. There was something unusual about that I couldn’t put my finger on…

“Well…um…maybe someone else would like to say something?” I asked, trying hard to move the spotlight off me.
The faces stared back at me blankly.
“Fine,” I said. “Tell me the problem, and I’ll see what I can do.”
“You should know what the problem is,” one little old lady screeched at me.
“She can’t remember,” another argued.
Suddenly the…[Read more]

“Well…um…maybe someone else would like to say something?” I asked, trying hard to move the spotlight off me.
The faces stared back at my blankly.
“Fine,” I said. “Tell the problem, and I’ll see what I can do.”
“You should know what the problem is,” one little old lady screeched at me.
“She can’t remember,” another argued.
Suddenly the whole…[Read more]

“Well…um…maybe someone else would like to say something?” I asked, trying hard to move the spotlight of me.
The faces stared back at my blankly.
“Fine,” I said. “Tell the problem, and I’ll see what I can do.”
“You should know what the problem is,” one little old lady screeched at me.
“She can’t remember,” another argued.
Suddenly the whole…[Read more]

@warrioroftherealm Welcome to the topic. Idaho! That’s great. 😀
@daeus I envy you. I’ve always wanted to look like a movie star!!!!!!!

“Well, I woke up here. So that’s a little hard to say…” I start out a little annoyed, but something niggles at the corner of my mind. What do I remember anyway? All these people seem to know and look up to me, but I don’t remember any of them.
I think for a minute and a few of their faces trigger slight flashes in my mind. Still, the names of…[Read more]