we need an october challenge

[butters]

before the obligatory halloween crop

 

[butters]

so how about it Angeline, Bronze? a quickie - say a week or so? or i can throw one out there or someone else can - we're just full of those ideas you know actually, i'd quite like to see what todski would toss our way

 

[Angeline]

so how about it Angeline, Bronze? a quickie - say a week or so? or i can throw one out there or someone else can - we're just full of those ideas you know actually, i'd quite like to see what todski would toss our way

Anyone can start a challenge here at any time. No permission needed. I've been busy with life and though I do have an idea for a Halloween challenge, I want to wait a bit for starting that. And of course we still have Annie's challenges going. But if people have ideas for challenges, they should just start em. That's my two cents worth.

 

[butters]

your 2 cents is like a dollar on a good day i'll pm todski, see if he wants to throw one out there

 

[Angeline]

your 2 cents is like a dollar on a good day i'll pm todski, see if he wants to throw one out there

Okay.

 

[todski28]

Here I am minding my own poetic business and you have to pop out of the woodworks and make me think, its 3am here

 

[butters]

yeah, sorry about that . . . *did i manage sincerity there? nah, probably not*

 

[UnderYourSpell]

my laptop is sick and has to go to the doctor tomorrow I hope it's back for this

 

[butters]

my laptop is sick and has to go to the doctor tomorrow I hope it's back for this

fingers crossed, annie - it may take a little while to sort out anyway, so it should be fine

 

[todski28]

*cough, cough, leans in pokes eye with microphone* (awkward)

I have an interesting idea to throw out maybe when the timing is a bit better, it'll probably only ever happen the once though, it seems like a logistical nightmare and it may not play out at all the way I envision it. I think it will be titled the Frankenpoem (unless Angeline has trademarked said name)

As to anything else that I may offer, I'm still racking what little brain I have. Thanks for your time

* trips off the podium, scurries away*

 

[butters]

well i'm up for it whatever you throw at us

 

[Angeline]

*cough, cough, leans in pokes eye with microphone* (awkward)

I have an interesting idea to throw out maybe when the timing is a bit better, it'll probably only ever happen the once though, it seems like a logistical nightmare and it may not play out at all the way I envision it. I think it will be titled the Frankenpoem (unless Angeline has trademarked said name)

As to anything else that I may offer, I'm still racking what little brain I have. Thanks for your time

* trips off the podium, scurries away*

It does sound scary. I have no trademark but I think I've read a few of them. Sometimes we've had challenges where people combine forms that were pretty Frankenpoemish.

Here is a mini challenge for the thread now. Write an A-Z poem either forwards (starting from A) or backwards (from Z). You can cheat on X by using a word that starts with "ex" if you want. Otherwise no cheating and there should be some logic to the poem, e.g., not just a list of words!

 

[UnderYourSpell]

fingers crossed, annie - it may take a little while to sort out anyway, so it should be fine

On a different laptop and trying to find places to bookmark sobbbbbb I can't find anything

 

[butters]

angeline's ants are to
blame he said,
crocodile tears before
dawn
each idea drawn
from a bosomy muse
giving suckle to nourish
his vers-amuse-bouche

if words are torn ants
just what, then, are worms?
keep tapping the turf
let love become lure

midas had problems
no arguments there
one touch and an ant
proved a new golden care

quite why i am still
riffing ants is transparent
soon, though, i'll quit it
theme-switch too apparent

under the dome is a
very tight space
where all words are ants (oops)
xeroxed into place, fair
yearning for freedom from
zealous re-makes










ugh

 

[butters]

On a different laptop and trying to find places to bookmark sobbbbbb I can't find anything

drives you mad, doesn't it, keep having to go on a hunt for what's normally a tap away?

*passes annie a tissue*

 

[Remec]

Here is a mini challenge for the thread now. Write an A-Z poem either forwards (starting from A) or backwards (from Z). You can cheat on X by using a word that starts with "ex" if you want. Otherwise no cheating and there should be some logic to the poem, e.g., not just a list of words!

Racing Cats

All about the room, even
beneath the furniture,
cats ran rampant. They
dodged about each other,
evading any collisions or
feline catastrophes, just
getting the energy out.

Heavy lidded and still yawning,
I stir at their whispered footfalls,
"Jesus, not again." I venture out.
"Katzen, katzen, why are you so
lively at three in the friggin'
morning?" They paused and stared,
not even a mew or bemused call
of attention and want, no soft
purrs. Just all those sparkling eyes
questioning me in a similar vein.

Returning to bed with a sigh, I
slid beneath the covers and
topped my head with a spare pillow.
Unless they break something or
venture to leave the house, I
won't worry..too much.

X-games are nothing compared to
youthful kittens running amok, their
zip is exhausting to even watch.

 

[butters]

well done, remec much better than my . . . i can't even have the front to call it 'effort'

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Applause to both I am impressed ....... oh and thanks for the tissue *continues in quest for lost favourites and emails*

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Always check thoroughly behind the furniture
before blaming gremlins for every blessed thing,
causing untold grief at your recriminations
during times of stress and heartache,
even though it's hard to accept human
frailty just may be the cause and innocent
gremlins are taking the flak once again.
Heedless persecutions bring into effect
injured feelings not unlike those felt by
just about every living being when
kept as a scapegoat for never
looking properly in the right direction or
mustering the required energy to search each
nook and cranny, turfing out old trash before
offending the furry ears of those innocent of
performing such a horrendous act, causing
querulous whines and quivering lips that
react with heartrending sobs (making their fur wet).
So therefore I beg of you stop this instant and
think fervently that these mischievous
unloved creatures may not be causing
vindictive disappearances around the home.
Woefully regarding from afar the real culprit
xenon flares from above, creating less
youthful memories to forget all those
zillions of places you put your stuff for safety.

 

[Angeline]

angeline's ants are to
blame he said,
crocodile tears before
dawn
each idea drawn
from a bosomy muse
giving suckle to nourish
his vers-amuse-bouche

if words are torn ants
just what, then, are worms?
keep tapping the turf
let love become lure

midas had problems
no arguments there
one touch and an ant
proved a new golden care

quite why i am still
riffing ants is transparent
soon, though, i'll quit it
theme-switch too apparent

under the dome is a
very tight space
where all words are ants (oops)
xeroxed into place, fair
yearning for freedom from
zealous re-makes










ugh

Yeah well you know how it is with ants. Once in they are hard to lose.

Racing Cats

All about the room, even
beneath the furniture,
cats ran rampant. They
dodged about each other,
evading any collisions or
feline catastrophes, just
getting the energy out.

Heavy lidded and still yawning,
I stir at their whispered footfalls,
"Jesus, not again." I venture out.
"Katzen, katzen, why are you so
lively at three in the friggin'
morning?" They paused and stared,
not even a mew or bemused call
of attention and want, no soft
purrs. Just all those sparkling eyes
questioning me in a similar vein.

Returning to bed with a sigh, I
slid beneath the covers and
topped my head with a spare pillow.
Unless they break something or
venture to leave the house, I
won't worry..too much.

X-games are nothing compared to
youthful kittens running amok, their
zip is exhausting to even watch.

Katzen, Katzen, ....love this! Such a lively poem and so late too lol.

Always check thoroughly behind the furniture
before blaming gremlins for every blessed thing,
causing untold grief at your recriminations
during times of stress and heartache,
even though it's hard to accept human
frailty just may be the cause and innocent
gremlins are taking the flak once again.
Heedless persecutions bring into effect
injured feelings not unlike those felt by
just about every living being when
kept as a scapegoat for never
looking properly in the right direction or
mustering the required energy to search each
nook and cranny, turfing out old trash before
offending the furry ears of those innocent of
performing such a horrendous act, causing
querulous whines and quivering lips that
react with heartrending sobs (making their fur wet).
So therefore I beg of you stop this instant and
think fervently that these mischievous
unloved creatures may not be causing
vindictive disappearances around the home.
Woefully regarding from afar the real culprit
xenon flares from above, creating less
youthful memories to forget all those
zillions of places you put your stuff for safety.

Gremlins and xenon and you are wonderfully weird. Your mind is a delightful place!

*******************

Now the variation on this exercise is to do the same thing but with the letters starting each successive word rather than line. IOW a 26-word poem. And still try to get some logic from it. That is harder.

 

[Angeline]

Actually begin.
Can daughters ever freely gain
honestly? I just know little--
marginally nervous.

Oh please
question recursive situations,
the unvarying vector, windows
excess, your zenith.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Actually begin.
Can daughters ever freely gain
honestly? I just know little--
marginally nervous.

Oh please
question recursive situations,
the unvarying vector, windows
excess, your zenith.

Applause

 

[Angeline]

Applause

I have written a bunch of them so I've thought about how to try to make it work.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Aristotle believed creativity
during evolution fortified
gregarious humans in
jollifications. Keeping learned
marginally neurotic
open patterns quaking
realistically, sending tumultuous
undercurrents vibrating
while Xanadu yodeled Zumba.

 

[Angeline]

Aristotle believed creativity
during evolution fortified
gregarious humans in
jollifications. Keeping learned
marginally neurotic
open patterns quaking
realistically, sending tumultuous
undercurrents vibrating
while Xanadu yodeled Zumba.

And you used the X!