Quatrain Corner

[Turtle]

regaling vagabonds

sailing rags on ponds

failing sags on fronds

nailing hags on wands.

:Glasses:

[Queso]

nothing favors to be known.

exceptions lie a head

down into palpitating

chests kicked open

[Pyrotex]

The first line of this quatrain would like to express its

The second line must point out that there isn't enough room in a

Third line; pointless to even try; and besides, this is the wrong

The fourth line apologizes for the futility of even

[Queso]

here goes

bent knees

and sesame seeds

sprinkled on your meal

 

this enzyme isn't orally active

without that which inhibits

and forget who ya even R

downtown

[Turtle]

ten ten; twenty,

privileged know mo',

golden eagle,

o'er me so.

:)

[Turtle]

a merry algebraic mix,

of truth & fractal lore,

the watchers so betwixt the too,

as not to sense the boar.

:clock:

[Pyrotex]

pop goes the weasel, ....

To young prince Lori of the Cybin clan,

I send this message as fast as I can.

I hope you receive it in a goodly way:

Joy! Fun! And a Happy Birthday!

 

:):hihi::hihi::hihi::hihi::hihi::hihi:

[Queso]

ride in the lake of it

is sewn thru a loom

of redwood tendrills

to further diminish dank dice

[Turtle]

translucent mushroom

shaded dank

save Sun's

Fall set.

:confused:

 

[Queso]

you can eat those,

huh?

I tossed two in my goop

soup

[Loricybin]

wake up, hypography....

the sun is yawning stinky breezes,

and once it showers and brushes it's teeth,

we'll have a nice clean sun beneath-above our love.

[Pyrotex]

San Francisco

 

The Sun over San Francisco is different.

It's glare reveals a hidden dimension

Of ocular joy and motional fervor;

Soft focus languidness in joy's retention.

[Queso]

a dead

tooth

is a dying

heart.

[Turtle]

liggil figgif

wed o dew

liggil figgif

we lul ew

:lightning

[Pyrotex]

...we lul ew

We lul ew, we tooly dew.

We lul ew zo mush tho we be few.

We lul ew cauz ew lul us tew.

We lul ew slong as ew be trew.

[Turtle]

black dye bowl-

still scene prognostication;

grate change fires'

owl's ashes' rages.

:shrug:

[Queso]

no need to light the lanterns.

no will to speak a draw.

we hear pinny metal

foot steps