quatrain game

[cryptomancer]

If you truly wish to play,

Weave a rhyme and have your say,

Place a pair of couplets below,

That allows the theme beyond to flow.

 

[Peredhil]

A game! a game!

The game is on,

The couplets needn't,

Be too long.

[Wyvern]

The game grew great with crypto's geld,

his shiny metals Wyvern smelled.

And thus the reptile schemed anew

though lacking poem babes and brew.

 

 

 

...

 

(hint hint)

[cryptomancer]

and so the game began anew,

while the crowd awaited the ordered brew,

but each word seemed to fall unheard,

for not many could understand linguistics in 'bird'

 

[Peredhil]

I left the store today,

The birds quoth "cheap, cheap, cheap".

I left the house tonight,

The birds were fast asleep.

[cryptomancer]

Asleep as the bird have been,

Seldom is their slumber seen,

But the silent glide of a night time bat,

Was what saw the quiet stalking cat.

 

[Harmonious_Echos]

A Cheshire tho' this cat be, not,

his claws t'were sharp, and breathing, hot,

and I, a-spying over him

could not deny his Cheshire grin

[Peredhil]

A grim grin spares nary tooth unless great gain

Gleefully grinning I glean grated grain

Going against the grain I grin at pain

Though its gyres and glaives wind me 'bout.

[Harmonious_Echos]

'Yikes'! 'quoth I, 'pon reading the last bit

how do I write of Pain, knowing of it?

For pain with knowlege makes a poison drear

which brings on me paralysis, from fear...

[The Death of Rats]

Porpoise seeking purpose

has better chance than eye

of hearing the state of bee yin

and snake and urchin lie

[cryptomancer]

Deep waters are the shallows,

the shore of the abyss.

far beneath the warmer waves,

where the sand and sea oft kiss.

[Harmonious_Echos]

of kisses I know plenty,

and other nighttime things,

for I'm a Queen of parties,

masks, masters, and cruel strings...

[cryptomancer]

Strings of the quartet

Oft times, joy has met,

Played upon the distant rhyme,

Visions of another time.

 

[Harmonious_Echos]

Time's touch is soft and very kind,

a gentle taming of the mind

and those who accept Her caress,

shall sleep in sweet forgetfulness.

[Mardrax]

Oblivion so blindy chased

by everyone, afrought with haste

Running t'wards their doom with ire

drowning out every desire

[cryptomancer]

Bound upon the stone of dreary solitude,

Devoting all energies to a cheery attitude,

Seeking that which now is no longer found,

Just wishing someone, once more, was around.