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A few new guests brought the count to six creative souls.
( Creativity abounds! ) |
Another creative night is done. Superstars, flaming hair, cows, miniature and melting were the topics of the night. Read on for the results.
( Lots of creative night poems. ) |
"Double Bassoon" (topic: "Sunrise / Sunset" by Liam)
There was a man of the moon
who played a funky bassoon
he'd play all night,
to the crowd's delight
on his instrument painted maroon.
There was a man of the sun
who played the bassoon for fun
his melodies charming
his chords disarming
but he wasn't quite as good at rhythm as the other one.
"Green" (homework topic by Irma)
The water droplets
glisten on your supple skin
trickling down to fall
upon the ground below
momentarily reflecting
the color of your skin
Green. |
"Links" (topic: Dani)
At first, i watched you from afar
admiring you
seeing in your 'face an un-ending depth of knowledge
holding your head up high
your body---
sometimes small
sometimes neverending
O lynx
you will always be my first...
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Background (Liam)
There's a man with a woman
Now a dinner, candles with wicks flickering against the walls
Now a beach, roaring with waves beating against the shore
Now a cafe, bustling with animated chatter
Now a night, starlit with moonbeams dripping down
There he asks her to be his queen
But, the background steals the scene.
A little (haha) background on this. The last line fits perfectly into the poem because it was written first, and the rest of the lines were written to lead up to the final conclusion.
Thin (Dani)
Beneath the ground
they crowded round
*bump*
they begged each other pardon.
One by one
they disappeared
*wump*
as mother thinned the garden.
This poem had nothing to do with the box of Wheat Thins sitting on the table in front of us. Nothing at all...right, Dani? Since i'm not into writing about skinny girls with eating disorders, i decided to write about something else, like carrots. |
"Mafioso"
(original topic/title by Liam: "Tree Roots")
Mr. Tree, beneath the ground
Sends runners to and fro
Up and down and all around
They keep him in the know
Overhead, his branches show
His innocent facade
Underneath his assets grow
Beneath the heavy sod
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La vorto "hejmena" signifas "iri al hejmo", sed kun nur unu adjektivo. Gxi estas kompakta kaj simpla. Mi legis la vorton en la retposxta listo de 102_Esperanto. Oni fragis cxu la vorto estas bona. Don Harlow respondis ke "alhejma" estas pli volonta, sed "la strukturo de Esperanto certe permesas tian konstruajxon (hejmena)." |
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