PFD Nonette Colaborative Non-challenge

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. Let me know if you'd be interested in a PFD Nonette collaboration where nine persons sequentially puts down one line of a nine line poem. After nine the sequence starts again.[/I]


I must admit I'm not sure how/if this will work but suggest the following
  1. The first author posts line 1, while I expect that this would work best as free verse, the first author may specify rhyme and meter on the first line
  2. the second author copies the first line adds the second and posts the 2 line work below the preceding posts
  3. the process repeats until a the work is nine lines long.
  4. an author can submit at most 2 lines to the 9 line work. Lines cannot be consecutive
  5. the next author posts the first line of the new nonette and the cycle repeats.
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May mayhaps

First trilliums peek through the forest floor
to wake the robins and prompt their song
 
May mayhaps

First trilliums peek through the forest floor
to wake the robins and prompt their song
Fuck the robins jeer the crows
 
May mayhaps

First trilliums peek through the forest floor
to wake the robins and prompt their song
Fuck the robins jeer the crows
display a visual melody across the ground,
 
May mayhaps

First trilliums peek through the forest floor
to wake the robins and prompt their song
Fuck the robins jeer the crows
display a visual melody across the ground,
of bright and shiny treasures you have found.
 
May mayhaps

First trilliums peek through the forest floor
to wake the robins and prompt their song
Fuck the robins jeer the crows
display a visual melody across the ground,
of bright and shiny treasures you have found.

Baubles of bluebells bloom as butterflies spawn more food for the crows
Caws, croaks, cricket chirps join the chorus of woodland sound
 
May mayhaps

First trilliums peek through the forest floor
to wake the robins and prompt their song
Fuck the robins jeer the crows
display a visual melody across the ground,
of bright and shiny treasures you have found.

Baubles of bluebells bloom as butterflies spawn more food for the crows
Caws, croaks, cricket chirps join the chorus of woodland sound
April showers linger, skywashing flowering redbud
 
May mayhaps

First trilliums peek through the forest floor
to wake the robins and prompt their song
Fuck the robins jeer the crows
display a visual melody across the ground,
of bright and shiny treasures you have found.

Baubles of bluebells bloom as butterflies spawn more food for the crows
Caws, croaks, cricket chirps join the chorus of woodland sound
April showers linger, skywashing flowering redbud
new growth shoots up through the humous and last year's leaves
 
The message hid within a seam, cleverly crafted,
not adorned with gold or filigree I caress it gently
its meaning written in a secret code for two
 
The message hid within a seam, cleverly crafted,
not adorned with gold or filigree I caress it gently
its meaning written in a secret code for two
a lovers pact, blood sealed in Bently's Bently
 
Lucky You

..
The message hid within a seam, cleverly crafted,
not adorned with gold or filigree I caress it gently
its meaning written in a secret code for two
a lovers pact, blood sealed in Bently's Bently
Itchy sound of a zipper, button pops
 
Lucky You

The message hid within a seam, cleverly crafted,
not adorned with gold or filigree I caress it gently
its meaning written in a secret code for two
a lovers pact, blood sealed in Bently's Bently
Itchy sound of a zipper, button pops
breath stops, urgent hand reaches for treasure revealed
 
Bedtime Snacks

There's tiny bit of butter on the corner of her lip


note: starting another
 
Lucky You

The message hid within a seam, cleverly crafted,
not adorned with gold or filigree I caress it gently
its meaning written in a secret code for two
a lovers pact, blood sealed in Bently's Bently
Itchy sound of a zipper, button pops
breath stops, urgent hand reaches for treasure revealed
being bi, either moist or hard will suffice
 
Bedtime Snacks

There's tiny bit of butter on the corner of her lip
rhubarb chutney simmering on the hob


parallel poems?
 
Lucky You

The message hid within a seam, cleverly crafted,
not adorned with gold or filigree I caress it gently
its meaning written in a secret code for two
a lovers pact, blood sealed in Bently's Bently
Itchy sound of a zipper, button pops
breath stops, urgent hand reaches for treasure revealed
being bi, either moist or hard will suffice
nipples are my universal constant, moans a common language
 
Bedtime Snacks

There's tiny bit of butter on the corner of her lip
rhubarb chutney simmering on the hob
belly and back fit perfectly, but all I want is a spoonful

parallel poems!
 
Bedtime Snacks

There's tiny bit of butter on the corner of her lip
rhubarb chutney simmering on the hob
belly and back fit perfectly, but all I want is a spoonful
of ice cream, either lemon or vanillla
 
There's tiny bit of butter on the corner of her lip
rhubarb chutney simmering on the hob
belly and back fit perfectly, but all I want is a spoonful
of ice cream, either lemon or vanillla
something cold to contrast the heat of her
 
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