Quatrain Corner

[Boerseun]

Getting away from it all,

going to camp;

there's few things as useless

as a busted Coleman lamp. :shrug:

[Turtle]

When a lamp you have not litten,

upon the keyboard spills,

then too much camp you've bitten,

for the dark of them-there hills.

:shrug:

[Boerseun]

Alas! The lamp is lit,

made possible by the smallest bit;

of a Dremel tool so fine,

it made short work of the swine.

 

(That was incredibly weak. But I'll go camping and work on my poetry skills...)

[Chacmool]

Getting away from it all,

going to camp;

there's few things as useless

as a busted Coleman lamp. :shrug:

If it's light that you desire,

why not simply build a fire?

Then have a delicicious braai

and stare at the lovely night sky.

[Pyrotex]

If a quatrain of imaginary words

still doesn't rhyme,

we have to rethink the purpose

of the primordial slime

This is not a quatrain,

But refers to a potential, virtual quatrain,

That has four empty lines and does not rhyme,

But is pregnant with possible, unknowable meaning.

[Drip Curl Magic]

L

 

 

O

 

 

V

 

 

E

[Tarantism]

now i gots a drum

now i gots some speakers

my hotel on wheels

if it only had a shower!

[Drip Curl Magic]

Here is a mighty fine piece.

Two cents that needed to fall out

Through a hole in

my little cotton pocket.

[Drip Curl Magic]

Sock it, jive kittens.

I've been seldom sleep contribute.

ohhh, HIGH FIVE

no leave da hang.

[Drip Curl Magic]

ring ring ring

I can just

send you my voice.

PICK UP, PICK UP.

[Drip Curl Magic]

Today shouting at rich folk-

I jived my glasses

Rocked my hat.

Tipped my jaw.

 

 

And

S-A-

N-

G

[Drip Curl Magic]

777

7

77777

777

 

777

7

7

[Drip Curl Magic]

RING RI-

herrow?

<<< Herrow!!

Oi. *i'm not hear*

 

Y

E

S

?

[Drip Curl Magic]

EX_

per

i

MENT

 

NUMBER

19347

6355 9 na na 9 na

4 treee trreee fitty 7

 

 

nine. oh, oops.

[Drip Curl Magic]

Goodnigh- yessum.

Yeah, VICKS.

 

Ok, snarling lorax.

Night.

[Drip Curl Magic]

Mostly inspired by fiction.

 

Fictional everything.

Infact.

What?

[Drip Curl Magic]

ok, really now.

These hands are weaping.

The cold is shuving me off.

Hoping I'll leave. COMPLY COMPLY.

 

G-Nt

O-NIt

O-NIGt

D-NIGHt