Community Poem

[PacificBlue]

Tonight I saw the whisper of a cloud floating beneath the moon



what comes next?

 

[islandman]

Klingons attacking out of the shadows, disruptors at the ready.

 

[PacificBlue]

 

[islandman]

what is this, imagery in your poetry?



lol

 

[PacificBlue]

Yes.

What can possibly follow Klingons?

 

[phrodeau]

Tonight I saw the whisper of a cloud floating beneath the moon



what comes next?

As the scent of flatulence wafted through the breeze.

 

[Lancecastor]

what comes next?

Uuuuuuhhhhh...ooooohhhhhggghhh!

I did.

Thanks, I've got a thing about the moon.

 

[Ice Cold]

and green cheese filled the air like fields of butteflies.

 

[phrodeau]

Her moon's twin lobes did part and spread
Like loaves of dough becoming bread.

 

[islandman]

I take no credit for this thread going horribly wrong.

 

[phrodeau]

A cloud beneath a moon, Klingons and "butteflies". What was I supposed to think?