[Jeff]

Alright. In this thread, I will give a word. Then, someone writes a poem using that word in it or as the title and leaves a word of his own. The rules are:

1. No religious verse ( this thread is meant to be a mind stretching practice. Many poems here contain religious ideas and even specific mention of God and Christ, but the religious verse I am speaking of is the kind that throws around the same 40 or so churchy phrases in order to make an attempt at worship or witnessing. That kind of verse, though useful and appropriate in its own realm, is not the kind we will be encouraging here. They do not stretch poetic creativity, and would render this excersise useless.

2. No more lists of words. I am making this decision because of confusion over what words use.

3. If your poem was made from a word that came from a list, still leave a word, and continue on from that point. There will be no more " there are still words left on the list " If a list is left, they will be alternate words.

4. A word may be used more than once, but if you write another poem for a word, don't leave another word.

5. Have fun kids

[Jeff]

example of a good topic. Frogs.

[froggee501]

little green hoppers in the lily pond,
talking to the smallest, he will not respond,
talking to the biggest, he just looks and croaks,
Talking to the frogs simply got my socks soaked.



hey, I tried, not feeling too creative....

Word: jam

[Jeff]

jam
honey jam
i put it on my ham
then open mouth cram
with sandwich of ham jam, and mayoed spam
Wham!!

lol

word

chocobo

[Jeff]

wont you offer a chocobo poem as well ?

[Adam]

Chocobo

Chocobo's the furry thing,
with little black eyes and little wings
they like to race, or fly, or fight,
and dance and play every night
yet they taste delicious when roasted or cooked,
just like chicken, or an elephant's foot
try them with teriyaki, or soy, on rye
whatever it is, you will be satisfied

Wow....genius...

Next Word...

tree

[magidude]

chocobo i dunno
what it is sounds like a mambo
lou bega knows where it's at
you can tell from his white hat
in the summer time do the number 5
take the rhyme, take the time
time to stop layin down the freestyle
won't pick it up, for quite awhile

[magidude]

I find that disturbing, even though I wrote one. I don't even know what it is.

[Jeff]

the green leaves dance in delight
for magidude wont be back tonight
his freestyle couldn't put up a fight
and the trees are glad to be free of that plight
oh magidude, oh magidude
the trees are waving for you
oh magidude oh magidude,
dont let the door hit you.

[froggee501]

JAM
by Emma Catherine Tucker

stuck on the freeway, 5 o clock at night
wishing to get home to turn out that light
needing precious sleep, but on the road I'm stuck,
blocking out the memories of today's drivel and muck.
Stuck between two cars from japan, not uncle sam
feeling like a blob of sticky gooey jam
Stuck between two pieces of bread,
Frustration echoing through my head
Clear the road, I wanna get home!


new word: versatile

[magidude]

Ouch!!!!!!!!!!!

*reels in agony from arrow through heart, he thought himself quite the freestylist*




j/k

[Jeff]

[froggee501]

Originally posted by JeffboWilson
the green leaves dance in delight
for magidude wont be back tonight
his freestyle couldn't put up a fight
and the trees are glad to be free of that plight
oh magidude, oh magidude
the trees are waving for you
oh magidude oh magidude,
dont let the door hit you.

cute

[magidude]

If I had just put the commas in, it would have sounded better (still bad, but better)

[Jeff]

challenges
from social races
searching for the center
on stage
my many maske'd characters
prove vital, versatile
and in the reunion, the education, the shrift
my masks at ready hide the tears
the happy-coughs
or bent mouths in either direction
respectively
and my projection saves
the cost of honesty
with frightening
versatility