Friday, May 02, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

Today’s challenge is to try and write the shortest possible four-line poem. Would you like to try? Pass on the challenge to other bloggers - and please let me know how you fare!

Did Rocky
Eat gnocchi?
Did Dolph
Play golf?

25 comments:

willow said...

Pick lilacs
in Nyack.
Go bonkers
in Yonkers.

Blog Princess G said...

Sighing,
so blue,
Pining -
for you.

Lavinia Ladyslipper said...

The Kite
By L. Ladyslipper

The sky
So high
I fly
Bye-bye!

Colleen said...

I wrote this poem years ago, after a crazy night in London with friends...I thought it might be Perfect for here. By the way, I love everyone elses!

A Poem for "P."

Pick Pockets
People Pursue
Perfect Pubs
Prolonged Puking
Public Potties
Passed Out.

Katney said...

Four lines? I know one that is only two lines and really short, but has a very long title. It isn't original, though:

Lines on the antiquity of fleas

Adam
Had 'em.

I'll have to think about four lines.

quilldancer said...

No time
To rhyme,
Gotta fly,
Bye, bye.

Uncle Joe said...

yes.
no.
gotta
go.

quilldancer said...

4
No more
Done
1

(Okay, 2. But that wouldn't rhyme now would it?)

katherine. said...

oh
NO
ain't
so

katherine. said...

I
aye
say
bye

Meg said...

Greetings from Texas! Thanks for stopping by my blog today...I am not sure if you were serious about me being a "wannabe" cowgirl. I don't think you meant to insult me. Just to let you know, I grew up on a ranch and have rodeoed my entire life. I was horseback before I could walk and grew up working cattle. In Texas, a "wannabe" defines someone who tries to dress the part and knows nothing about being a REAL cowboy/cowgirl. Another word for it is "drugstore cowboy"...most "wannabes" have never even set foot on a ranch, much less ever rode a horse.

I look forward to reading your blog and please feel free to come back anytime and read mine as well! It is great having someone in Australia read it!

Have an amazing weekend!

Cowgirl said...

Hi David, here's mine.

Hot Days
Gone Aways,
Bonfires Burn
Autumn's Turn

Thanks for stopping by my blog - just posted a final one before we cross the ditch on Monday!

Carolyn said...

I wouldn't even dare try to write a poem. I just stopped by to see how clever and creative everyone else was.

They did not disappoint. Thanks, eh!

Meg said...

David, no worries! I look forward to your friendship! Hugs from Texas darlin'!

Lew said...

Wrote mine on my blog before reading comments. i on same wave lenght as uncle joe.

Maggie May said...

Hooray!!!!!
It's May!!!
It's the same
As our Name!!

VP said...

I have a magnetic poem (written in 2004) lined up for a June posting:

No Snow
To Know
Like The
Rich See

Beleieve it or not I'm referring to the fact we don't have any snow in June, but the rich go away to places like Oz to go skiing!

VP said...

PS Just posted May's magnetic poem (another 4 liner) with a link back to your challenge for anyone reading mine who'd like to have a go.

Click on my Bad Poetry tag to see the full glory of my verse and worse ;)

VP said...

How about:

G
I
O
U

quilldancer said...

O'Ceallaigh says:

I
B
O
C

Bart said...

Anyone can write a short four line poem.

But are they actually any good? Aye, there's the rub, mate.

Sandy Kessler said...

niet
yet.
you
bet

Charles Gramlich said...

I
dream
you
scream

Rambling Round said...

Kudzu
Grew
To
Waterloo.

~Fathairybastard~ said...

I'm beat.
Sore feet.
sore head.
Goin' ta bed.

or maybe...

I'm
Beat.
Sore
Feet.

There, that's better.