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A poem with a 10-word vocabulary: That jumble of words, in a sense, for my minding. Of minding my words, in a jumble, that for sense. For sense my jumble, that. In words: a minding of. Sense of my words? In that, for a minding jumble. For jumble my words of a minding, in that sense. …. …. A wordy mind. In the jumble. For senses of myself. A poem with a 7 word vocabulary: People used small terms, with a cost. Terms: used. With a small cost. A people. Small people used terms with a cost. Used with a people, small terms cost. Used people. A cost with small terms. ….. ….. People use costly terms with a smallness. A poem with a 5- word vocabulary Long phrases are too much, Phrases are much too long. Are too! Much long phrases. Much long? Are phrases too. Too much are long! Phrases. …. …. Many are longing. To phrases!

? what do you mean by using only one letter? I have these ones - next entry.

the first one I just did as a gag, but I really wished I could have rhymed it better. I really like poems that are challenging to make (hence keteks) like word count, rhymes, required words, etc.

ya that's my favorite too

This Poem Gets longer With each new line Syllables increase Like the taste of old wine And yet it still follows pace As if the words are in a race And though the rhyme scheme is quite broken We have now made it to line number ten And yet I am still going, again and then- Until I must go -wait- back down again? The second time we have gone with nine Now it’s eight- and we still decline Lucky number seven’s mine Six is here- as a line Five is with new rhyme Four- ending time going ‘til Poem’s Out. THE WALK (title making in progress) I walked until the sun did rise. I walked until the dawn. I walked with lows, I walked with highs. I walked with the brains and brawn. I walked to the beat the birds’ morning tune I walked to the beat of the wind I walked along the path with no set boon. I walked along the road now thinned I walked around, ‘til noon was high I walked around, waiting I walked for no reason why I walked for nothing sating. I walked about- the sun was low I walked about- too long I walked far past- nowhere to go I walked far past- quite wrong. I walked when the sun had set I walked when the wild woke. I walked while there was nothing to get I walked while the creature spoke I walked too late, while nature slept I walked too late for man I walked and walked, memories kept I walked and walked, no plan. The crossroad A crossroad seems to have two ways Left or right, a yes or nays And yet there are quite a few more Left or right, that’s two of four. Because you could go backwards too Turn around, and start anew That bumps up the choice to three One way, two way, and third to flee. But I told you there was a fourth- If you can go south, you can go north, Stray off the path, walk off the bricks. Feet on the grass, but wait- there’s six. The fifth choice is to stay right there. Not to move, breathe in the air. And also you could catch a ride. They’ll make the choice while you’re inside. But there is a seventh, before this choice- shocking. It is to never even have started walking.

did anyone hear my question about non-deadeyed spren being able to be blind/deaf/mute

Yay!

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Not Kaladist, that's my avatar. I'm through the living ketek. I spiked your cookie, I steal you powers- and your flowers.

can a spren be blind? without being a deadeyes

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