Queso Posted March 7, 2005 Report Share Posted March 7, 2005 sitting in class,waiting for time to pass.another simple quatrain,for seven horses and the sky. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted March 7, 2005 Report Share Posted March 7, 2005 a shark hovers with the breeze above me in the trees,weaving through a maze he's been predicting for a hundred days,his tail trails behind him a thousand feet or so,and like a deep sea jelly, oh do those trails glow. :Alien: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted March 8, 2005 Report Share Posted March 8, 2005 flick a bic and light the bowl,down in town i met a troll.walk and talk, the sun won't rise,all with time like some surprise. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted March 8, 2005 Author Report Share Posted March 8, 2005 Quirky quaint quatrain quickly quarters quince quietly,Real rude rhymes rapidly roll right riotously,Serious sorry sonets scurry slop sad sonorously,Torrid trendy triplet trundles tenderly toward totality. :confused: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted March 8, 2005 Report Share Posted March 8, 2005 seven trumpets to my right,the desperate wingman takes off, into flight,a fork has fallen, a glass is dropped,another taxi escapes down 64. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted March 8, 2005 Report Share Posted March 8, 2005 why won't anybody else throw some words together? just me, turtle, and gahd so far. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted March 9, 2005 Author Report Share Posted March 9, 2005 I was just thinking maybe I'm keeping you from studies Orb, composing quatrains. GETE ( Grinning Ear To Ear) Maybe people just have to warm up to it; at least no one has put us in the stocks yet. Nice contributions though you guys. Another cool thing is since it's Hypography, you can do the reprise thing off a good idea someone else posted. That's a science part of this (humanities, whatever); In what other venue has the quatrain ever had so many degrees of freedom? None I say. Long live Hypography & its contributors. One, two, three, four,that many lines,and simply,no more. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
C1ay Posted March 9, 2005 Report Share Posted March 9, 2005 why won't anybody else throw some words together? just me, turtle, and gahd so far.Some words for youI've jotted hereA phrase that's newNow gimme a beer :Alien: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted March 9, 2005 Report Share Posted March 9, 2005 CHEERS! :Alien: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted March 9, 2005 Author Report Share Posted March 9, 2005 Through my lips,and over my gums,lookout stomach,here beer comes. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted March 9, 2005 Report Share Posted March 9, 2005 the people of this town wilt in their unpaved streets of purity beneath the church of marble and stained glass that hides the sun around this time,the frail remains of a hawk echoes back and forth between the saloons and clay fortresses that line these walls of fermament,like a fibrous tumbleweed have i drifted here accumulating dust without a cause or knowledge of further destination,and the sky turns red. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GAHD Posted March 9, 2005 Report Share Posted March 9, 2005 cohesive thoughtsall the sameEffervecent? Gooey?a formless name Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted March 10, 2005 Report Share Posted March 10, 2005 probably untouchable and glowing. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BEAKER Posted March 10, 2005 Report Share Posted March 10, 2005 "Hello in there!", I heard him sayabove the hole I dug today."Do you need some help, are you O.K.?"He asked, and then he ran away. "what's a soul to do I said?"with narry a morsal nor crumb of bread.To need a hand, but find instead,the lack thereof, from him who fled. So out of the hole I slowly creptwhile many cried and others sleptand reached to lift a one who weptabove the hole where pain is kept. -I just composed that. BEAKER Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BEAKER Posted March 10, 2005 Report Share Posted March 10, 2005 In what other venue has the quatrain ever had so many degrees of freedom? None I say. Long live Hypography & its contributors. One, two, three, four,that many lines,and simply,no more. Hypograpy, will always beyou and them and they and mewriting what we think we seeanother voice in print for free! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted March 10, 2005 Report Share Posted March 10, 2005 by the time we find each other,we can live,we can die,but nothing stops the river as it flows by. camel - spirit of the water. album: moonmadnessi love that song. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted March 10, 2005 Author Report Share Posted March 10, 2005 My hole is wide,but it's not deep,Beaker's quatrain,is one to keep. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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