Learning about Poetry (part 11): distant Conceptional to more touchable, Tangible

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Based on the prior day\s poetic lines, in this exercise, I’ll try to fish out a few more abstract—but seemingly important—and add on or replace the words with more tangible groups of words.

To make things more brief, let's just focus on three sentences.

1. Sanctuary.

There outside my sanctuary, covered by showering-mist rainy, wet dusk.

secured sanctuary, my house,

There outside my secured sanctuary, my house, covered by showering-mist rainy, wet dusk.

2. Hurt

Hurt and lusk,

unmoving, sunken deep,

almost under, on a reclining sofa.

Wound bleeding-broken bone-hurt

Wound bleeding, broken bone—hurt and lusk,

unmoving, sunken deep

almost under, on a reclining sofa.

Don’t touch.

3. Far

Gone far from my familiarity,

away from my home by final, unstoppable dusk.

eight hundred miles

Gone eight hundred miles from my familiarity,

away from my home,

divided by final, unstoppable dusk.

That was fun. In the next poetry post, I think I might want to focus on figurative language.

Learning about Poetry (part 10): Vague to Detail

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In the last poetry post, sensory words and images were added to the researched set of rhymes in order to make the sentences more visceral. Here is the result so far.

I heard the bombastic busk,

blasting echoes in the city dusk.
"Don't be brusque!" I said to the one most abrupt.

A heavy scent of lingering fresh musk.

Beads of sweat on skin forming an aromatic musk.

Eating fishy cusk and crunchy rusk.

There by rainy, wet dusk.

The slippery sliding and gliding slimy mollusk.

Protruding sharp and long, like fangs

impaled deep and deadly the tusk.

I'm just an empty dried husk,

of my ancient former self.

Hurt and lusk, unmoving, sunken in a sofa.

From bright noon to darkening dusk.

A single undulating foot of a dark shelled mollusk.

Gone far by final dusk.

This exercise, I'll focus on making a few of the descriptions more specific.

I heard pounding in my eardrum the increasingly bombastic busk,

blasting echoes in the shadowy towers of the unfamiliar city dusk.

"Don't be brusque!"
I said to the one,
my foe,
whom I despise most abrupt.

A heavy scent drifted to my nostrils of wanted lingering fresh musk.

Beads of dripping sweat on skin forming an aromatic musk.

Eating healthy fishy cusk and satisfying crunchy rusk.

There outside my sanctuary, covered by showering-mist rainy, wet dusk.

The slippery sliding and gliding slimy mollusk,
oozed seeking paths, to my eyes, of glistening wonder.

Protruding sharp, menacing, and long, like fangs

impaled deep and deadly the tusk.

I'm just an empty, drained of all soul, a dried shriveled husk,

of a long past shell of my ancient former self.

Hurt and lusk,
unmoving, sunken deep,
almost under, in a reclining sofa.

From blinding light of midday noon to darkening mist of shadowed dusk.

A single solitary undulating foot, I beheld, of a dark shelled mollusk.

Gone far from my familiarity,
away from my home by final, unstoppable dusk.

Alright, I tried my best to expand and make it more detailed and a little less vague by making a few adjectives more specific. I also added some more action, commentary, and images. In the next poetry post, I'll try to check abstract vs concrete words.

The current coin based system 1.03 is now available as a PDF US $1 for supporters

https://www.drivethrurpg.com/product/319329/Solo-RPG-Tools-Zine-Coin-Solo-RPG-System

If you would like to further help support the coin-based system, I just released the Solo RPG Tools Zine: Coin Solo RPG System, a Special which contains all the current system material, examples, and conversion notes in a 59 page PDF. I also added a few public domain images (not that many). It is now available at DriveThruRPG.

It is minimally formated single-column. It does have a table of contents and bookmarks for navigation.

The plan is to update the PDF several days before updates to the Reddit thread as long as interest in this system continues.

I can even add supporter or subreddit member names, to the PDF in a future update.

Solo RPG Tools Zine: Special Edition

Coin Solo RPG System v1.03

This Zine PDF brings together several social media posts for the creation of a coin-based solo RPG system.

This issue is being used to help fund a possible further creation of this coin-solo game system.

This PDF is rough and unpolished, though a few images have been added. It is single column and minimal layout and no editing.

This PDF has the following sections for the current 1.03 version.

• A simple Coin solo game engine (yes/no, succeed/fail, A or B).
• 2 character personality types
• 2 attributes
• 2 conflict-plot types
• 2 groups of sensory facts
• 3 coin flip targeting system
• 3 coin flip simultaneous combat damage system
• an early 1.01 version example (pre combat system) creating a 5,314 word short story.
• The example creates a short story called "The Art of Love and Loss" which you may read in the May 5th post.

Learning about Poetry (part 9): Words for the senses

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Here is where my prior research left off, with a clean slate of rhymes for the next exercises or more.

I heard the busk,

echo the city dusk.

I'm just a husk,

of my former self.

Protruding sharp and long, 

impaled the tusk.

From noon to dusk.

A heavy scent of musk.

Don't be brusque!

Hurt and lusk.

Eating cusk and rusk.

The sliding and gliding mollusk.

A single foot of a mollusk.

Aromatic musk.

There by dusk.

Gone by dusk.

First, I will pass through and pull out verses that deal with sound, tastes, scents, touch, and sight—very similar to my Fact Generator.

Sound

I heard the bombastic busk,

blasting echoes in the city dusk.
"Don't be brusque!" I said to the one most abrupt.

Scent

A heavy scent of lingering fresh musk.

Beads of sweat on skin forming an aromatic musk.

Scent and Touch

Eating fishy cusk and crunchy rusk.

There by rainy, wet dusk.

Touch and sight

The slippery sliding and gliding slimy mollusk.

Protruding sharp and long, like fangs

impaled deep and deadly the tusk.

Sight

I'm just an empty dried husk,

of my ancient former self.

Hurt and lusk, unmoving, sunken in a sofa.

From bright noon to darkening dusk.

A single undulating foot of a dark shelled mollusk.

Gone far by final dusk.

Although not as brief, the verses seem to have a little more weight and detail. Next post I'll take a look at how many adverbs and adjectives I can reduce vague description and make more detailed and exact.