by thenewgreen

Using this random poem generator I received this:

  Courage is a rough shore.
  Never love a ship.
  Rough, rainy waves swiftly pull a clear, old reef.

My idea is that people be able to add to this poem. We can add stanzas, lines, we can remove words from what is currently there, and we can change it all together. We can erase and start over. There is no loyalty to what exists here. A number of us have been given access to "edit" this post. If you would like to be added to this, let me know.

You need not tell people it was you that wrote whatever.... do this under anonymity. Let's see how this thing changes. Please do not edit the above original poem, but do so here:

    Fountainheaded Leviathans swim through 
    delirium, the sailors' name for honey 
    that is the desert of becalmed disaster:
    
    no moon or stars or vulvas, no winds
    or black drawing maps on horizon-
    turned leather.  Adrift in the
    boxes where myth ships go dreaming

    a call 'cross creaking timbres, 
    the strummed rigging, morose bird
    a castaway island.  Every sail holds a memory
    of time bowing through trees

    and every acorn an anchor.  Every anchor
    an umbilical cord and every father a hornpipe 
    danced to dance itself.

    The lost boys sleep heavily with heavenly
    mystery in a setting resembling the void
                            we cannot see.

    farewell through arms chaired
    through stone saddled migrants
    courage is a rough shore indeed.
    Indeed, indeed, indeed, indeed, indeed
    indeed.