unintendedpoet Tag Posts Index

The Sound of Love :: UnintendedPoetry

Looking back into the annals (heh heh...annals...) of time, @damianjayclay grabbed another unintendedpoetry gem from the backscroll of The Writer's Block. Ok, gem

A Tiny Flogging: Unintended Poetry

Tiny hasn't had enough playing with whips lately. Her lashes will linger for days. Image by Clker-Free-Vector-Images on Pixabay Yes, weird things happen at The Writers

Zombie Bacon :: UnintendedPoetry

It appears one of my favorite subjects has once again become a target of compilation into poetry form. Bacon. And zombies. But mostly bacon. When @damianjayclay

Random Info on Adrenaline Rushes - UnintendedPoetry

Source Random Info on Adrenaline Rushes By @carn, edited by @damianjayclay Things like that are hard to research Just I always wondered about adrenaline And especially

Mornings

I am not a morning person. At 7AM, I don't do direct eye contact, let alone perky smiles. Those people who can jump out of bed in the morning, crack open the curtains

I was pretty... #unintendedpoetry #editedbyclay

Image found on pixabay from MariangelaCastro (CC0) I was pretty stressed today, having to juggle all kinds of big projects. It made me realise how nice poetry is

To Colour, or Not to Colour [Unintended Poem]

While discussing monochrome photography and art, I unintentionally made a comment—spilling my logical process all over General chat—that would later be transformed.

Horror Librarian :: UnintendedPoetry

Once again, in the narrow confines of The Writers Block on Discord, sweaty writers mesh together in heated worship of the written word, in the forms of fiction and

Spoiler Alert

Apple crumble made, now in the oven. Let's see if there's any left by the time bf comes home late tonight. spoiler: probably not @nobyeni #editedbyclay #unintendedpoet

Unintended Poetry -- The Writers' Block

The general chat on The Writers’ Block discord gets a little crazy at times. All in good fun of course. This one dude that hangs out there, @damianjayclay who is

Poetry Unintended (#editedbyclay)

"I wanted to show people they were poets. That they had phenomenal poetry inside them, waiting to be discovered in the beauty of their own thoughts." Here's

Unintended poetry - "I Knew There Was Something" - in support of @tarc

This little piece is a work of “unintended poetry,” thanks to the editing prowess of @damianjayclay. I pledge the SBD payout of this post to @tarc -- the wonderful

"They Say" -- Unintended Poetry, EditedByClay

jackmac34 CC0 via pixabay They say hairdressers sometimes have more than a pound of hair in their gut when autopsied. Little pieces of hair get everywhere. Fall

Monomad Macro/Monochrome Monday: Icicles (WITH POEM)

This icicle formed over a string that guides the flow from the short rain gutter above our back door. It was a huge long column of lumpy and fascinating ice. Sony

Earth’s Tears [An Unintended Haiku]

The Earth rotates—always—bringing about constant change. As it follows its elliptical orbit around the sun, the Northern hemisphere warms. After months of cold,

My Evil PLan -- Unintended Poetry -- #EditedByClay

I’m a member over at The Writers’ Block discord. Great group of people over there and if you are at all serious about wanting to produce good written content, that’s

I Got the Matrix Feeling [An Unintended Poem]

There's a phenomenon that regularly occurs over on @thewritersblockDiscord Server. Your words are watched and edited into unintended poems by the lovely @damianjayclay!

Unintended Poetry: Bedtime Snack

Image by Asi24 on Pixabay Bedtime Snack Since I usually get up late in the morning and often don't eat again until dinner. It isn't unusual for me to need a snack

My Phone's Freudian Slip (An Unintendedpoem)

I love scrabble; medical words rock. None of my family want to play it with me. I know too many dictionary words. At work we often play creditable scrabble. That's

Kids Are Funny

Take this quote from a child I was playing Jenga with one afternoon: "I don't need to hear myself think. I just hear the sound of my own regret." by @alheath