Quatrain Corner

[Tarantism]

The lone poet looked up at the wall

and he did not care for the how the water played off the cracks in the rocks

he had seen it before, many a time, and instead he

just wanted to see it from another mind.

 

but instead he stood, trapped

so perfectly free, yet confined

to the expanse of his own little head

and then he plugged an 1/8th inch in to his ear and used warp delay on his DD-6

[Turtle]

son et luminare looked up at the wall,

and he did not care for that view.

son et luminare climbed up on the wall,

and saw everything again for the first time.

:hihi:

[Queso]

son et luimee ir a loo

shu ga lom thru to who

how could we do such a thing moon

over head holding flowe doe xo

[Turtle]

Oh Christmas lights ablaze at night,

won't you burn some houses tonight,

we wasted power for your might,

when, like Scrooge, we shoulda' been tight.

:)

[Queso]

Baby Jesus Born and Bright

Happy Families plug in the night.

Dear God, I see Trails thru

Rainbow Streets and Avenues

[Queso]

white amongst bonzai

 

Questions emerge

Twist knobs

 

I love your nose

[Tarantism]

the exit does not exist.

Words can form from dust

when we hit the dirst

on a sprint with typhoons

[Turtle]

to exit; perchance to dream,

of sweet cherry pie all covered in cream,

all swaddled in dust 'til the fat lady scream,

to exit...perchance to dream.

:)

[Tarantism]

take the chance to dream coy wires

like a snake shedding its skin

if you feast with friends on the hallow pile you start over again.

"come on here big boy...have a cigar"

[Tarantism]

The Teller looked up at tha' ol' wall

he needn't tell yall what he saw

because he had said it already

and still the truth at his tongue knaws

[Tarantism]

wrought with fish skins

trimming leaves off the cocubine tree

the friut that can be touched

we waived once but now we are more justified.

[Tarantism]

The singer looked up at the wall

and through it came her reverberations

carrion fodder flamed with a crow crown

and when it hit her she tumbled.

[Loricybin]

the green's been muffled today,

and hey, why let it get away?

the white snow is glowing,

and the sun is really showing.

[Turtle]

Errant flakes that fall asunder,

'pon them slip I in a blunder,

wincing then I pause to wonder,

why in snow storms there's no thunder.

:eek:

[Loricybin]

my styles

trying out

aisles

for miles

[Turtle]

snowflakes

self-styling

trying every

possibility

:)

[Queso]

psybreaks

self-transforming

gloop every

transient frequency