-it can be funny, serious, or just plain odd (which fits most here anyhoo)
-Vulgarity not allowed....unless its disguised within the flow of the words via substitution.
-bonus points for pure genius.
-subject matter can be anything....but Star Trek related pieces preffered.
-Cryptic can play along too...
At the end of this month, and the end of every following month (if this thread goes the distance) we will vote for the best and most creative, funny, and weird.
There are many many smart individuals here in 10F......and Capt. Zero's constant efforts have inspired me to create this thread. Thnx Capt....:)
Have at it.....lets see what you guys got.....any kind of poetry will do....just don't wear out the Haikus guys?
This is poetry, this is you in motion.
*kicks castogere off a cliff*
YAAAAHOOOOHOOOOHOOEYYYYY
(in the distance you hear)....i can see my house from heeeerrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeee.......................
Roses are the Klingons way of saying Im sorry
Phasers are the way the Feds say hello
All snide inside the breen make you feel welcome
The cardassian solution involves the passive aggresive love stretched out with a knife in the hand...
As the Ferengi wait like vultures to steal yer wallet when your down......
The only true friend is a blue friend.......even then Andorians gather with a glustery gloom...a cold heart in every room.
Zoom....hits warp speed to pick up his nachos...soft tacos.....nice set of burritos......too bad they're made of Targ meat....
Wheres that Quantum of Solliance as it rains and one does not reach 3000 at solitaire?
Is it with the cat on the lap bumping the arm as i try to type.. ur with sylvia plath.
its the trip to the grocer and forgetting the coffee
is it the way you smile
many nights go by.
what can i do,,
is it the view of new barn kittens that begins ones day
or the broken reading glass bow..
some things are left to unknown..
in Lord Tennyson or Byron.. or maybe Shelby..
shakespeare sonnet...?
Ney robbie Burns
where your tamishater falls in your highness
and cromwell wants your kin to relocated to NI
for loyalties to Stewarts House..
I blame it on Duke William
where Normandee was no good enough..
Put the pinch on vassall housed to gather the levies
and marche
Grand Armee Du Nord.. would be proud.
We're at them
Englataria bound.
Ode to things you do when your internets down....
held bastage to the caprices of the wind...
His eyes black, his nose cold
face green with trivial delight
his query approaches from a forth night
Lashing teeth in anticipation
he can't get over his constapation (sorry couldnt resist)
Lightyears out he holds it in
waiting for his officers notice
Then alas.....its his turn
beam me down, beam me down
Ive got one at the crown
forever pushing the limits on his inner strenth:eek:
Gotta go, where to find....
searching in anticipation.......
Alas He has found thee
Race to the door, in like a shutter
the door is locked, deposit 5 bars of GPL?
rage ensues.... as the ferengi makes his dues....:mad:
The preasure is great, he just cant wait........
Out comes the phaser....melts the door in anger
then....relief........only to discover.....
ten minutes later.........
That the Ferengi also charges for paper..........:(
Poetry may be for sapps...but did you know that those who create poetry do so by activating all areas of the brain simultaneously...rather than regular grammer which only accesses a few select points.
That and Humor was first utilized by a poet in publishings....as was sarcasm........since then those two qualities have evolved to what we see today...all because a poet created a poem with snide remarks as a jab to the local gov.......trying to remember his name........
AH good lord now I have to think..........maybe I should put it in the form of a poem.....:rolleyes:
Comments
when they meet in pvp, someone winds up dead.
so what do i win?
A trip to seti bikinni VI...the one without the space roaches and rock beaches.......LOL
*kicks castogere off a cliff*
YAAAAHOOOOHOOOOHOOEYYYYY
(in the distance you hear)....i can see my house from heeeerrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeee.......................
Roses are the Klingons way of saying Im sorry
Phasers are the way the Feds say hello
All snide inside the breen make you feel welcome
The cardassian solution involves the passive aggresive love stretched out with a knife in the hand...
As the Ferengi wait like vultures to steal yer wallet when your down......
The only true friend is a blue friend.......even then Andorians gather with a glustery gloom...a cold heart in every room.
Zoom....hits warp speed to pick up his nachos...soft tacos.....nice set of burritos......too bad they're made of Targ meat....
And poetry is for saps.
Green laser, orange phaser
And Rainbow Bright strikes!
Bat'leth in my hand
Sniper Rifle somewhere else
This is the future?
Trill girl officer
Looks so cute in miniskirt
Spots go all the way
Space, Final Frontier
My god it is full of stars
Hey, there are four lights
Ion Particle Beam
Bounces off main deflector
Yeah, we made that up
Vulcans, so logical
Pointy ears, always win chess
Green blood hobgoblin
hip hippy shake
I dance in my own fountain
i dont share sharron
care about Charon
or worship Diana..
I keep my weapons warm
and scan for harm
I spin a tale
without explaining
hungry hippos and 21c walmart
I can pvp to pavarotti or lady gaga
i zip and whack the snicker snack
Im a over born product of the starfleet class..
a diplomatic blast..
Quinn gives me Shirley Bassey
I kick out Stravinsky
and fall on my
yates
Bolians are blue,
Romulans are dead,
and the Klingons are too.
Wheres that Quantum of Solliance as it rains and one does not reach 3000 at solitaire?
Is it with the cat on the lap bumping the arm as i try to type.. ur with sylvia plath.
its the trip to the grocer and forgetting the coffee
is it the way you smile
many nights go by.
what can i do,,
is it the view of new barn kittens that begins ones day
or the broken reading glass bow..
some things are left to unknown..
in Lord Tennyson or Byron.. or maybe Shelby..
shakespeare sonnet...?
Ney robbie Burns
where your tamishater falls in your highness
and cromwell wants your kin to relocated to NI
for loyalties to Stewarts House..
I blame it on Duke William
where Normandee was no good enough..
Put the pinch on vassall housed to gather the levies
and marche
Grand Armee Du Nord.. would be proud.
We're at them
Englataria bound.
Ode to things you do when your internets down....
held bastage to the caprices of the wind...
face green with trivial delight
his query approaches from a forth night
Lashing teeth in anticipation
he can't get over his constapation (sorry couldnt resist)
Lightyears out he holds it in
waiting for his officers notice
Then alas.....its his turn
beam me down, beam me down
Ive got one at the crown
forever pushing the limits on his inner strenth:eek:
Gotta go, where to find....
searching in anticipation.......
Alas He has found thee
Race to the door, in like a shutter
the door is locked, deposit 5 bars of GPL?
rage ensues.... as the ferengi makes his dues....:mad:
The preasure is great, he just cant wait........
Out comes the phaser....melts the door in anger
then....relief........only to discover.....
ten minutes later.........
That the Ferengi also charges for paper..........:(
That and Humor was first utilized by a poet in publishings....as was sarcasm........since then those two qualities have evolved to what we see today...all because a poet created a poem with snide remarks as a jab to the local gov.......trying to remember his name........
AH good lord now I have to think..........maybe I should put it in the form of a poem.....:rolleyes: