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So there you have it Billy. You rose to the bait (careful but ineffectual sidestep notwithstanding). You've been haikued (twice) and sonneted, advised and consented and your curiosity has been piqued. We three had some fun and it didn't cost you a farthing unless you are susceptible to suggestion. It doesn't get any better than that. Why don't you select the free verse bludgeon and join us in our next pounce. I'm off to my hidey place to await our second victim. Shhhh....

I'm sure a hypnotist would have a field day with me (not that I'd pay for that service either)...and I'm not that gleeful Mama, but I am good at the art of free verse (see the ode to Timmy sat)and am eager to pounce with my newly varnished nails...

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what is all alone
among the swirling chaos
nothing seen nor heard

what from what
knows nought from phut
my mouth is open
but should be shut
the chaos not seen
unlike a baboon's butt
....is like the time tunnel intro...
swirly and curly
like a cracked walnut.

Dang, Billy! You swing a mean free verse, even knocked me off my spindle. Baboon's butt / like a cracked walnut....classic imagery. Keats would have been proud. There's no hope for this victim, Mamacita can save her salvo for the next one. So, back to the shadows. Shhhhh

No afterlife Billy, its just trying to die with dignity. So sorry, seems like that serious thread has been consigned to the grave as well. Can no one concentrate for more than 4 or 5 posts?

a flower blooming
host to nectar loving flies
nevermore to fly

The fly will never cease to thread inspite of nomad wings
such is the plight of all the creatures who will continue on, no quashing as it sings!
Ghosts may haunt and words may shatter the illusion to the plight
but others will post of all they see to comment on their flight...

Welcome to the fray andré. Another bushwhacker is welcomed to the ranks. Your well aimed verse has shielded you from a deadly haiku volley. The count is now to three including Billy who had the good sense to change sides rather than go down in flames with the others. Mamacita apparently has had her attention diverted momentarily so we can use all the help we can get. Back to my lair.....Shhhhh

Easy farts and weiners,
for little boys;
what hope is there for grownups?

None that I can see Ian
Shelob from sudokuwood
Mithril shirts are donned

shooters 'n aggies
olli olli oxen free
ring-a-levio

'grownup' is an illusion created by people who had a lousy childhood.

Ooh, nice touch Billy.

breathless now she lours
the scent of prey in the air
All is darkness bides

you are too kind jeb - I was excessive in the first line...Dryden has that effect.

....'olli olli...ring-a-levio'?
You ok?

Here ya'll are, these names that I seek,
absent from the chatroom, each time that I peek.
Though my poetry's rusty, my haiku really lame
I'm happy to see you and will join in the game.

The poets assemble armed with words for to parry,
light verse and haiku and the message they carry.
Mamacita, the Eloquent and Jeb from his lair
await their first challenger, Billy the Fair.
Though shackled and cuffed and chained to the wall,
she claws through the mist with a victorious call.
Andre the Gracious, engages the fray
with a sensitive verse that keeps Jeb at bay.
The number of bards seems to have grown,
and Ian responds with haiku of his own.
So here is my poem, it will bring me no fame,
my mind has gone Seussish, but I entered the game.

The great hall grows silent with awe and inspiration as ceecee takes her place among the League of Vercenarys. She shall be known as the Centurion of the Seuss Phalanx.

sunset hints the coming day
the SA page is omen
of the site to be

I have to interject here, sorry -

Ian the only way I could make the lasagne under $13 was to make a vegetarian one - the mince is just too expensive as i refuse to buy the stuff with the white bits in it. Our cheese is expensive too and the cheese that comes out on specials are normally the processed ones. I added lea & perrins worcestshire sauce to mine and a bit of sugar...
Hey - this is an important discussion point...please continue....and i would really like a name like 'Centurion of the Seuss Phalanx'.

Billy casts the golden net
strong her arm, the aim is true
but the fish has gone

I should be studying very hard
but to ingnore the words of such a bard
would be rude and I must add
If the fish have gone
t'would be very sad
However my right arm is very weak
due to a squitch in my neck
anti-inflammatoies do I seek
They do funny things to my mind
procrastination uppermost do I find...

ignore ingnore

OK, I suppose we'll have to design badges and medals too. Billy, how does Sergeant Major of the Light Verse Cavalry sound?

too humdrummish jeb - i need something with a mythological feel to it, something sumptious, something with a gargantuan theme to it, something meaty, something with real oooomph, not too lah di dah though, I'm not really fussy...

Try this Billy.
Mistress Nordquist; keeper of the sword of Heimdall, heir to the throne of Gaffnost The Grey, protector of the the march and caster of great spells. Fierce in her mien, magnanimous in her justice, the fjords tremble at her tread and the flowers bow to her enchantment. It is rumored that Woton himself oft seeks her council.

Yep - that'll do. Mistress Nordquist sounds like a vacuum cleaner but there is an understated power that is enshrouded in such a name...I have worn my hat for this occasion, can't see for nuts, but I feel you see into the very depths of my soul....ty jeb. Anyone want a jelly bean?

Behold the ego
Set in glowing emptiness
On the edge of time

Wherever egos
I go too alone in my
world of delusion

The stupefying power of synergy has been released by the gathering of this august company of metephoric warriors. It is the obfuscating might of the non sequiter. Billy has shown us the way to total annihilation of those who oppose us. She is forthwith granted a boon. Immediate induction into the Order of Wiley with all rights and priviliges as are her due. Henceforth, our motto shall be...'We Don't Rent Pigs'.

“Don’t fall off the world”, he said.
But why? I’ve been there before.
Hovering, floating, looking down. I feel cold.
Just one more step to the edge.
The abyss.... The deep, dark timeless abyss. Just one more step.
Shall I take it?
Can I take it? That final step. Just one more.

Worthy of such an illustrious title, I doubt
but upon these laurels I'll linger.
To be dubbed Captian of Seuss' Army
or were you just giving me the finger?

hogwash 11111111,,,,,,,3333333

The edge of the world? Beyond that place, there be dragons.
OK, 'nuff of this balderdash. Ceecee, I hope that is the only word you could find that rhymed with linger because I would never do anything as base as that.
And André, renting pigs is just plain bad business. Do I take your objection to imply that you are involved in such a risky enterprise?

andré is always involved with risky enterprises -pigs being the least worrisome...she travels by train AND uses the buffet carriage ...(pst - there is no platform 9 3/4 so stop walking into the wall...)

When I join the throngs of mere mortals when need necessitates, 'Transperth buses' are a veritable source of conversation and oft times total strangers becomest bosom buddies...

Long live 'the wheels on a bus go round and round' and 'we don't rent pigs'!!!

well number sequence is interesting,but i have the least clue abt André number sequence for it has repeated numbers..and my dictionary says hogwash means 'nonsense,and pointless stuff delivered!do i find a connection there?/repeated number sequence plus hogwash...
and there is an article very interesting and not very popular that describes the method of arriving at a number sequence of nth power...
chk this link and look for Moessner's Magic
http://www.math.wichita.edu/history/topics/notheory.h tml#perfect
cheers

Aw, Jeb, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend. It was just my lousy attempt at humor. But I do have to say when I see the word phalanx, I first think of fingers or toes.

No worries ceecee. I thought it was quite funny. If there was the slightest chance that you were in earnest, I didn't want that left fouling the air.

--All deference to public transportation and fatuous rental property as per Her Ladyship's edict.--

After reading the easy pages yesterday, I had a thought or two that might be worth discussing....What is it about this or any site that not only draws one to it, but keeps you returning on a regular basis? How does one maintain that which drew us and why do changes that naturally take place over time increase or decrease our enjoyment? Should we accept or reject those changes or just find something else more to our liking? Anyone????

What keeps me returning to this site are the incredibly knowledgeable, inventive, amusing, fun loving people from around the world who frequent it. It's interesting that some are offended by comments/jokes/ads and some are not. I think it's handled pretty well. Usually a discussion starts and continues on with anyone who wants to comment. The problems arise when personal attacks creep in. Doesn't happen often, but it's disturbing. Perhaps just reminding everyone why this site has been so successful, ignoring posters who are out to cause trouble, giving a gentle head's up when something is deemed too risque....pretty much what happens now, should just go on. I would hope we would listen to anyone's(legitimate)criticisms calmly and decide what,if anything, can be done. Gath is always there if needed. We're adults. I think we can handle it.