Poem game.

af_thefragile

If the mods don't mind this.
I've taken this idea from another forum I used to be on. The idea is that a person comes up with a poem no longer than 4 lines and then the next person should write another 4 line poem but beginning with the last word of the previous poster's poem and so on. Might sound complicated here but its quite simple.

I found this if not anything, to be a very good exercise to keep your creative mind working and its quite fun too.

So what ya guys think?

Halla Basin

Think of a poem says he
**** you won't do whatcha tell me
I'd much rather drink my own piss
Yeah, think I'll give it a miss

Mark Santos

Miss or Hit? Mister Hit or Miss Understood?
Fragile isn’t asking much and you could
Show a little respect, a little intellect, but I expect
That you like it & he struck some chords, otherwise you’d stayed off the boards

corriblight

Boards, oh the chessboards, darling
that we made with the trees we cleared for a lawn
and hand-painted, remind me of the (substitute for trees) zebras
whose hooves tarnish the grass and they eat the daffodils and frighten our pet monkey.

pathway33

Monkey nuts Monkey nuts
Where are you?
Up a tree?
Can only see butts

looksee

Butts, butts, ciggy butts, water butts,
Hot butts,archery butts,the Butts in Kilkenny.
Monkey butts, monkey nuts high off the ground,
Ground nuts and peanuts, a bag for a penny.

af_thefragile

Pennies scattered over a crowded street,
embedded crevasses conceal partly treasures.
Shall I stop to take a look beneath hasty feet,
or has my luck once again run aground.

pathway33

aground ahoy
we're rightly stuck
cannot move
to our necks in muck

imasmeasmecanbe

muck around if
nought for craic
still working on the meter
i never did quite get the knack

Hank_Jones

Knack, I knew she was
Love, I gave her because
I ended up with the clap,
Because her I did tap
Never again will I go unwrap-ed.

pathway33

Unwrap-ed unclapped
Sir Ivon my map
I see land on yonder
On first word we'll ponder

ArtSmart

Ponder yonder glass
Broken shards
Each jagged edge
a sledge to the past

pathway33

past awake
past asleep
not one shake
not one peep

Hank_Jones

Peep inside of me
Sleep next to me
Smile along with me
Until the end,
Forver with thee.

ArtSmart

thee dat dem and doe(s)
hope i dont step
on anyone's toes
though, i suppose...

pathway33

suppose...i placed a hose in my nose
as i sat upon my bentley
i hope i wouldn't blow too hard
i hope 'twould be quite gently

Hank_Jones

Gently into the night
Heart upon broken knee
Looking for that once lost
Forever entered into the twilight.

Hermy

Gently Bently, pudding and pie,
Great arks of light appeared in the sky,
The little man laughed to see Tom Thumb,
No sooner sober we drop another one.

EDIT: Too slow. No fair.:(

Twilight reaches to my dominion
When soonest ended by Emperor Penguin.
The jukebox is dead and silence reigns
As we head out on endless plains

pathway33

plains i see afar on high
bullock cow and calf
nowhere else such beauty lie
plain beauty is not half

nervous_twitch

Half is perfect. Absolute.
Expansive as the polar skies.
You promised lies. I swallowed truth.
Now theres nothing left to measure.

pathway33

measure me up
measure me down
don't forget a bowler
for me top hat crown

brandodub

Crown of thorns
Has Jesus' love
The Devil scorns
The Whitest Dove

asea

when out today
be sure not to delay
to show some kindness
on another fine day

argosy2006

what do you SAY

Hank_Jones

^^That's not really creative writing^^

Say my name out loud
You descend from a cloud
Life that was never allowed
I hope to make you proud

pathway33

proud as punch
not punch drunk
i just have a hunch
you're more than a skunk

ArtSmart

Skunk they said
will go straight to your head
silly me, i didn't listen
now my eyes are all a-glisten

pathway33

a-glisten a-glow
mind's going slow
night is upon
street sleep anon

Alaragh

anon, anon, anonymous,
the faceless face of glamorous,
that will consume a world of us,
so come and join the plastic bus

grace1111

There's a place I once lived, a long time ago
It's a long way from here and I called it There
The church folk were good, so good in fact
That social service visits were rare

pathway33

grace1111 wrote: »

There's a place I once lived, a long time ago
It's a long way from here and I called it There
The church folk were good, so good in fact
That social service visits were rare

bus !!!!!!!!!

af_thefragile

I should point out if anyone doesn't stick to the rules of the game, their post will not be counted and the game shall be continued from the previous person's post.

Alaragh wrote: »

anon, anon, anonymous,
the faceless face of glamorous,
that will consume a world of us,
so come and join the plastic bus

Buses lined up on the street
where they go no one knows
I've been waiting all day for one
wondering if it'll ever come.

pathway33

come and see me on my chair
not a worry not a care
some may say I am a wuss
but two hours now and not one bus

eastwest

Buses cluster, people huddle, oh please don't drive into the puddle
I'm late for school, my clothes all wet; lets beat up the little teacher's pet
And run away when father Hickey
Lifts his skirt to show his mickey

Nature lover

Mick, key your thoughts and words at your computer
Press Send and wait......
See if she will respond
immediately? or will she hesitate

seriousfizz

Time will wait to hesitate
And may not have a reason
You may never procreate
If t'isnt time of the season

pathway33

seriousfizz wrote: »

Time will wait to hesitate
And may not have a reason
You may never procreate
If t'isnt time of the season

:eek: how difficult can it be to understand the rules? :P

eastwest

Hesitate, and you are lost
No time to pause or count the cost
Click the key and take your chance
Just ask the lady out to dance

karynp

dance with your feet
to the rythm of the beat,
oh look at mine go
another eejit stood on my toe

af_thefragile

Toes in the warm blanket
tics calling my clock
tack the morning light
I don't wanna wake up!

Oryx

Up goes the teeshirt
And down goes the hand
Playing all the adult games
Isnt he the man!

Hank_Jones

Man, another story told,
Another glory sold,
Life that became amazing,
Through a life of hell raising.

dawvee

Raising the wreck of a caravel
Will dissolve it in the air,
Though the timbers seemed so durable
Washed in caustic brine.

OldGoat

Brine added to the gin makes the martini dirty
the martini causing the memory to go murky
the drinker tipples with a taste unsublime
the dirty martini made toothsome with brine

Oryx

Brine washes down my cheek
A slow flood from a cracked defense
A painful eddy blackened stained
Along a familiar river bed.

Nature lover

Bed calls me now, at the end of my days
I lay in it and close my eyes
I wait for eternal sleep to come
Then we will be together again

dawvee

Again, a press on the palm.
Repeat the lines again.
Though it may seem a surfeit, we have to be sure that
He won't catch us lying --

karynp

lying was what he done best
he did it every day
10 years after we married
he admitted he was gay...

TravelJunkie

gay today, gone tomorrow
what do I do?
stand up, stand strong
it won't be for long

kickarykee

Long ago an ancient spell
Was formed and cast by Calago
To guard what once he loved the most,
forever save from harm and foe.

FoxInATreehouse

Foe is a fee too high to pay in this acrobatic show,
Of truths and lies that dwell in disguise,
Within an act I no longer know.
There's your circus. Keep your mask. I rise.