Quatrain Corner

[Queso]

these thoughts can not fathom the size of the universe.

so i sit,

i watch,

and i wait.

[Turtle]

Begins the patient watching waiting,

with no others thoughts a trading,

sitting quiet breath abating,

restless mind new thoughts creating.

[Queso]

here we are, almost 3 a.m.

the sun is gone the lights are dim,

actually they're off.

whistle---treading into tomorrow

[Turtle]

Midnight strikes my clock that's near,

a magic time that many fear,

the Moon is nigh to usher in,

tomorrow's hustle bustle din.

[Queso]

i lost my keys

fell to my knees

clinged to the grass

as the time just passed

 

clinging to the ground

not making a sound

upside down

inside out

 

my keys are falling to the moon

the shoes i wear will be gone soon

i dig my fingers deep into the earth

and grasp whatever my life's worth

 

the time had come, i had to go

where i was going, i didn't know

deeper, higher, lower through the sky

oh, how it feels so good to fly.

[Turtle]

:rant:

His gauntlet lay before my feat,

a poemed glove all looking neat,

but underneath its veil discrete,

a counter poem with it I beat.

[Queso]

as i fell

i reached into my pocket

and threw my timid parchment

what goes up, must come down.

[Turtle]

So now I see no danger stems,

as timid scroll succumbs to winds,

and blowing past I read thereon,

another challenge for the dawn.

[C1ay]

Oh no,

The big one triple O,

This post is the one,

Now a 1000 is done ;)

[Queso]

just like clay

we saw the day

we saw a day

1,000 posts hip-hip hooray! ;)

[Turtle]

Quatrain writing stalking me,

propelled upon a raucous spree,

my every thought is set in rhyme,

sloshing round this brain of mine.

[BEAKER]

My 200th post.

 

Quick, somebody pat me on the back!

 

is this a quatrain?

 

No. Just filler.

[infamous]

My 200th post.

 

Quick, somebody pat me on the back!

 

is this a quatrain?

 

No. Just filler.

 

I'd give you a pat.

for rasing the bar.

But arms are too short

I can't reach that far.

 

Infamous

[Turtle]

I now must pause from latest burst,

to contemplate what may be worse,

to risk the ire of those who're terse,

or simply hide away.

[infamous]

Neither hide from ire,

nor struggle with those.

Who's words are terse,

in poems they've chose.

 

Infamous

[Turtle]

Turtle is as turtle does,

and hiding is and always was,

one of the turtle's best defense,

against the tide of time.

[BEAKER]

Neither hide nor run away

from those who see a different way

No malintent if words seem terse

How can we grow without new verse?

 

No one stands so tall to be

immune to what they cannot see.

If light invades a darker space

don't close the door to then erase

 

a mystery that others fear

to see in print, or either hear

invisible

but always near.