ok kids i am on this game kick lately. just trying to have a little fun here. this is a little more intellectually stimulating than the three word game. it am sure will be above most of you but good luck anyway. remember kiddies have fun! oh btw i never claimed to be a poet im just having fun here.
rules: pick a topic to discuss. it can be played with two or more people. one person posts a few lines sort of like the beginning of a story or POEM then one person follows relating to the topic the earlier one picked. it is a lot like the three word game but obviously you get more than three words. However try to keep it to a brief paragraph. Keep things simple to start off with and then go crazy.
i triple dog dare you to actually post something creative...
LOOKATME2 write: Peggy had a little pig She kept it fat and plastered And when the price of pork went up She shot the little b a s t a r d
Mary had a little lamb Her father shot it dead Now it goes to school with her Between two hunks of bread
snickers....don't quit your day job ROTFLMFAO
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the kings horses And all the kings men Had scrambled eggs For breakfast again
Hey diddle diddle the cat took a piddle All over the bedside clock The little dog laughed to see such fun Then died of electric shock
Georgie Porgy Pudding Pie Kissed the girls and made them cry And when the boys cames out to play He kissed them too cause he was gay
There was a little gir who had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead When she was good, she was very good But when she was bad She got a fur coat, jewels, a waterfront condo, and a sports car
Elle40 write: As I glance outside at the pouring rain, the sound of the delicate drops calm my soul. Inspiration strikes I leap up in delight and wander outside in the storm. The temperature is cool and the raindrops metriculate from the stormy sky.
Dangit you are good!
Im awaken and realize I have been sleep walking...my white gown is wet and sticking to my bre*asts, rain is dripping from my hair. I look up and see a flashlight coming toward me.
cats the idea of poetry tennis (like 3 word) is to have a flow. Lets pick a topic and start over. How about a rainy afternoon we will start simply.
As I glance outside at the pouring rain, the sound of the delicate drops calm my soul.
Inspiration strikes I leap up in delight and wander outside in the storm. The temperature is cool and the raindrops metriculate from the stormy sky.
Now Cats you continue about the rainy afternoon and tell me what happens next.
I wrote that poem to my 21 yr old daughter when she was 4yrs old...she and her lil sister had just got home from their summer visit w/their daddy...she was out front riding her big wheel...Id stepped in for a minute and this idiot backed over her w/his truck and boat-trailer
Dedicated to Mandy
Thou felt so lost within thyself
The day thou left and right sides
were parted from thee
The day had come
When thou were to be reunited with thee
Thou never knew one could feel so many
emotions in one day
Sorrow and grief
For on to see, on thou loveth
Crumbled like a dry leaf from they earth
OH LORD OH FATHER IN OUR HEAVENS
PLEASE HEAR OUR PRAYERS
For if thee soul shall drift away
Thou will wither away as well
To see such a sight
Was such a fright
So many monstrous machines
pervading thee glooming existence
OH THY GIFTS
They buried thee alive
In thy bed of doom
Some so loving
Some so caring
Some so stupid at such a time
It took away thy breath
OH FATHER IN OUR HEAVENS
Why have you aparted thee?
PLEASE HEAR OUR PRAYERS NATION WIDE
Thou heard thee babe say
Jesus, help thee feel better
Thy will never forget saying
Thy lord has heard our prayers
At an instance
Up came from that grave of gifts
The most beautiful site thou will ever see
How do I thank thee?
For now thou left and right sides may
be reunited with thee
Tonight and tomorrows night
Thou will always see thee laying thre
Be ever so grateful
Our Father in our Heavens
Has heard thy prayers