Pure Abandon
I am not a cow’s teat, you thirsty cowboy, so stop twisting my English, Language! Woof, I shall languish in anguish here Meow, be a dear, before your foreign…
Lost in Translation
This challenge is simple: write a poem/story* in English about anything and publish it. Then copy/paste it into Google Translate, and post the translation as a sequel. Do this at least twice (English and two other languages), going straight from one language to another (don't go back to English in between.) It would be nice if you posted a comment saying which language it went from/to. The last sequel should be a translation back to English. Then we can see how much of the original work remains. The winner will be whoever has the funniest/strangest translation at the end. (To be fair, this will be determined by a vote.) Good luck, and happy translating!! *Prose is fine, but keep in mind the more abstract the original, the more it will change when translated.
Challengers
9 entriesDisillusioned
This, my dear, is what I learned At your thoughtless hands When true devotion had been spurned And I struggled still to stand While I will only speak words…
Tan Grande Como Solo (As Large as Alone Eng-Spanish)
Tan breve como siempre, lo más fuerte que existe Siempre estoy esperando una vuelta de tuerca más fuerte El más brillante de los apagones, un exceso de falta…
Wrong (English)
It’s our choices that make us But I made mine wrong. So now we sit silent Staring across the sofa Neglect and resentment set In our reddened eyes. I can’t say…
Three-word Prompt: Gravity, espionage, burnt. (from MonsterTesk)
Hank knelt and examined the *burnt* remains of his partner. It had been a horrific ordeal she’d gone through, but it was over now. The wind blew across the…
Waiting
The man sat at his desk, waiting for an idea to spring into his head. Every time the vestiges of something crept into the corners of his consciousness, he got…
cliffside
The window-panes form a valley and the light shining through, a river: but I’m precariously peering from the cliffs above, trying to catch a glimpse of your…
parents
in the graveyard of lethargy and avarice a cherry tree blooms
Good News
I’m dancing in the parking lot. Icicles are trying to catch my feet, but nothing can hold me down The cold air burns my lungs but I still shout I finally heard…