Quatrain Corner

[Pyrotex]

The Coriolis force has a noose around his neck.

The decency of gravity makes no sense to the boy.

Please, Mama, let me change the laws and redefine

Energy, motion; and give me the Moon for a toy.

[Racoon]

You write some good poetry Pyro! :hihi:

 

Sorry for being a little Obtuse last night,

A couple o' beers tend to make me right...

 

All the wonderful people on this thread,

For all of you a toast, and a breaking of bread :)

[TheBigDog]

I'll join in the toast

To Hypography folk

And the breaking of bread?

What more must be said!

[Pyrotex]

..as I weep and wonder

...shoot me

:hihi:

We can't shoot you, you're the piano player!

Besides which, dammit, I'm no Magic man slayer!

Kiss that miss Pandora and take her somewhere else!

Where folks of mind and passion (like you) have a decent prayer.

[Pyrotex]

You write some good poetry Pyro! :hihi: ...

Thanks!! :)

 

Racoons obtuse? Don't be absurd!

One might as well insult a bird

For flying [smack!] into clean glass

That from outside reflects the grass.

[Turtle]

A dark mind,

lightened,

for now,

being.

:hihi:

[Racoon]

Trying to think of a smart Quatrain,

Something so great, I'm propelled into fame.

 

But alas it won't be this one,

Cuz' its already over Son! :angel:

[Racoon]

Today was beautiful, like Turtles' 'weather watch' did suggest,

A glorious day, after so much rain, here in the Northwest!

 

Mountains stood tall, You could behold a daylit Moon sublime,

What a wonderful opportunity, to squander it online, :angel:

[Racoon]

Do you ever have that daydream feeling ?

Unconsciencely aware,

Trapped between reality and other dimensions,

Until you snap out of it?

[Racoon]

What do you think of when no one is around?

Does the voice in your head really make a sound?

 

Am I real? Or am I just a dream?

Why does this world not feel like it seems?

[Drip Curl Magic]

My stomach bubbles and gurgles

As the chorizo and eggs thrust down.

my tubes- no longer empty

But, damn I feel sound.

 

Crude crucial oil spills onto a canvas of black

Expression of heart

out of my napsack

breathe these vapors and be heard while you do.

 

I circle round a bout

the same routine everyday

Over and over

I'm beggining to hate this place.

 

mumble cheap words to myself

To raise my spirits

happy words

Of cliche and generalization.

 

 

Purple

and pink

must be

a YINK

[Queso]

Here's a wish

for her ceramic corner piece that holds.

I wish you would all stop trying,

And let the buddha flow.

[Loricybin]

you are an orb

floating in a zorb

looking for a jorb

smelling like a blorb

 

:hihi:

[Turtle]

Look in

to

see

out

[Queso]

Uh,

your name indicates a psychedelic mushroom

they smell like Dirt

when collected from a field on dung.

[Loricybin]

upon the eating of this small happy being with spores

i suddenly became aware of reality's hidden doors

and by gliding through i saw the world's perplexes

but to some, unfortunately, this enlightenment vexes

[infamous]

Authority

 

A question in wonder crossed my mind,

a query as to why life is so taxing.

Then amazed while awaiting an answer,

I realized I knew not whom I was asking.

 

 

 

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