Quatrain Corner

[Loricybin]

suck some puss

out of a hobos

runny nose

yo don't fuss

[Loricybin]

these sex addict clowns

stand in the hallway, staring,

watching you in your sleep.

what dirt infested creeps

 

 

 

:hihi:

[Tarantism]

the clock keeps ticking

and im still sitting

but LO! FREEDOM!

even short bread can be made to last a while.

[infamous]

Hopeless

 

An instant came,

a thought to mind.

Why live in a world,

that's so unkind?

 

..............Infamous

[Tarantism]

ah, Infy,

its unkind because

there are a few

who have plans in mind

 

these are not plans

that benifit you and me

but rather, as phish would say

"the rich, white gentry"

[Queso]

you could have found me

sunbathing soft surface by my moon tree

way above the trails,

in a meadow casting sails

[Queso]

i love to live in fantasy

i love to love the

unfathomable creativity

of the existence of eyes

[Pyrotex]

orb and infy,

tartan and lory,

how can I compete

with their poetic glory?

[Tarantism]

no glory is here

that you cannot match

just friends shooting quatrains

through the infinate abyss.

[Loricybin]

in video games each character has a different set of stats

as humans, what if we could insert a different set of stats

into fetal growth bubbles, and determine the type of baby

that would be born? oh yeah, mine has a poetic level 9!!!!

[Tarantism]

haha when i first started

my timed long journey

i played a game with my weed

to keep my thoughts burning

 

and i laughed. yes i laughed

and i giggled and sought

for the next level

in my game toke-e-mon.

[Pyrotex]

Now come we hither to parse our pale rhyming

While watching our meaning and counting our time.

We're taking abyss of each moment so precious,

And giving abyss of our hearts back in rhyme.

[Tarantism]

ah but my rhymes are not pails

but full of purples are oranges

and all of my words

float from me in mist

 

and every time that i can

i write what i think

in these coloured rhymes

that permiate me, just when i thoguht i was impermiable.

 

and so i walk

on my narrow path

and sing my heart out

though my chin.

[Loricybin]

repetitively

repeating

our

repititions

[armofreek]

repetitively

repeating

our

repititions

[Loricybin]

consistantly

inconsistant

in

consistency

:rolleyes:

 

(try THAT one with a lisp!)

[Tormod]

I stood below Olympus Mons

And marvelled at the works of Zeus

But then it struck - I saw at once -

The gods on Mars are merely hues.