Hello! And welcome to the First Ever Interactive Blogging Poemathon - otherwise known as the FEIBP (pronounced Phoebe. The P [of FEIBP] is silent). FEIBP is brought to you with much rhyme and rhythm by bloggers-by-day-poets-by-night SJ and Erachet.
What, you may ask, is a poemathon? The way it works is we start you off with six lines of a poem. Then it's your job to continue! You can comment with two more lines, or four if you'd like, provided they comply with the rhyme scheme established by the original four lines. Rhyme scheme is basically the pattern of the rhymes. In this poem, every second and fourth line will rhyme (abcb) so that's the rhyme scheme.
When you comment, you should add on to the poem based on whoever commented above you. We'll start with a simple poem, since this round of FEIBP is the First Ever.
Ready?
Ahem.
The trees swayed in the morning breeze
The day was bright and warm
But distant clouds told an ominous tale
Foreboding a blusterous storm.
Yet little did anyone think of that
As they went to work that day...
[Okay, someone continue!]
The people in their vehicles galore
ReplyDeleteThought little of what was in store
For them as they commuted to
Their jobs and schools and shopping, too.
But slowly they noticed as the clouds
Came ever closer their way...
(and now I suppose I've established the rhyming scheme as well)
ReplyDeleteAs people continued as they were
ReplyDeleteA Tornado came and everything was
but a blur
Running for cover, pelted by rain
chaos ensued no one was left sane
That pretty much finished off that section of civilization...
ReplyDelete:-D
Then down from the cloud there could clearly be seen
a witch on a broom with a face that was green
the blackbirds perched on her shoulder were four
And she said, "Guys I don't think we're in Oz any more."
(I guess since this is a blogocracy our original rhyme scheme was overruled, and we're going with "aabb" now. Ok, I can roll with that.)
ReplyDeleteSurveying the panic and madness below
The witch cackled, "Splendid! All systems are go!
This climate is perfect, ideal, a dream!
Things couldn't look brighter for my evil scheme!"
And what scheme was that? the villagers wondered.
ReplyDeleteAnd while lost in wonder the thunder still thundered.
But they were not held in suspense very long
A sky-scraping dragon soon entered the throng!
This dragon was special (well, what did you think?)
With a wave of its claw they all started to shrink!
(and to finish off the bb from previous...)
ReplyDeleteInch by inch bit by bit
Till a shoe box they did fit
Suddenly a voice boomed out
'STOP RIGHT NOW!' it gave a shout
'How dare you come into this world of mine
How dare you interfer with what is divine'
And God Himself, all feiry white
ReplyDeleteCast His light out of the night
The Dragon quailed, the witch but froze
As God Himself neared their rows.
And then all was quiet
ReplyDeleteNot heard a sound
Not bristle of leave
Nor bark of hound
And as God descended
All that emitted
Was none but His will
Only what He permitted
All law of nature
Was completely shattered
Well plowed fields
Lay shriveled and tattered
So that it may be restored
His order was forgotten
"The world will be much better
When rid of this rotten"
Good bye clouds, good bye rain
No more thunder, no more pain
Be gone tornado, be gone chaos
Take care witch, you will not take us
Take off dragon
And rid us of flame
And do us no harm
Let us live tame
Now you will be tame
For my voice will not boom
I will return my children
To that time before doom
And then all will know
And all will revere
In His great name
Out of love and fear
"Abba, oh Abba, did this really transpire?"
ReplyDeleteYoung little Chaim persisted to inquire
His pure innocent soul frightened beyond measure
By a tale with no moral, no deep buried treasure
"Abba, oh Abba, I really need to know,
Is this how things once were many long years ago?"
Abba peered gravely over his specs,
ReplyDelete"Ys, I'm afraid, though in retrospect,
Things are far better, in our world today
The sun can shine, and children can play."
"But why did Hashem, who is Master, we know,
have to so fiercely His power to show?
Why did He allow this evil to reign
Why couldn't he ensure we were spare of this pain?"
Lets Start another rhyme
ReplyDeletethis ones getting old.
Yes, now is the time,
come all- participate and be bold.
Ser -
ReplyDeleteIf you want a fresh rhyme, you be the host;
Pick up the slack, write a new post!
:)
Agreed! Agreed! Post, Serach - with speed! :D
ReplyDelete(Also, hi!!!)
I can not pick up and write a new post-
ReplyDeletesorry SJ and Erachet too,
but right now my mind is like toast
and my mood sways back and forth, here and there.
Therefore don't know what to write about.
Thanks to the painkillers- my mind is not clear!!!!!!
FOR SERACH - something to read while her mind is like toast, both entertainment and a new poem post:
ReplyDeleteOne day in the middle of May,
We all went out to sea.
And while afloat the Queen rowed by
And invited us all to tea.
"Tea with the Queen!" we shouted at once,
The deckhands all came with a scramble.
And while Quartermaster put tea on the stove,
the Queen gave us all this preamble:
"I've been waiting a while"
ReplyDeleteShe said with a smile
"To dine with such dignified guests.
Food may be sweet
With the social elite,
But to my taste, bloggers are best!"
And so SJ, and Erachet, Apple, and Fudge,
ReplyDeleteBad4 and Corner Point, too,
Pobody, Scraps, MordyS, G, and Stam,
and the rest of the Serandez crew (that means you!),
Drank tea with the Queen on that fine day in May
They were all quite such wonderful hosts!
And the Queen, well she was oh so pleased with the lot
That she dubbed them all Knights of the Posts!
And one lone commenter who was mad she'd been out
ReplyDeleteKicked at the boat and plopped them all out!
She sat in the ship of so fine as can be
and ate all the cookies and drank all the tea.
"That'll teach them," she mused, as over the boat
she saw all the bloggers trying desperately to float
With a move oh so gracious she extended a post (pun intended)
The Queenie of kindness, of that she could boast.
LOL- kidding. I would *never* do such a dreadful thing.
(Erachet, I love how you left Ezzie off of the list of the SerandEz crew...I guess because he's the captain?)
ReplyDelete(Erachet, I love how you left Ezzie off of the list of the SerandEz crew...I guess because he's the captain?)
ReplyDeleteDUH. He's part of SerandEz. Serach and Ezzie are the captains! :D
And included in this were some others as well,
ReplyDeleteM, Special Ed, and Jameel gave their share,
And Sarah with squigglies, Holy Hyrax and Moshe,
Strongbad and ipaytoomuchformyhair.
And everyone else who is not in this poem
Are included as well if they add to the rhyme
For the SerandEz crew contain so very many
Much more than one poet can name in short time!
Thank you, thank you.
ReplyDeleteYou may now proceed. (Disclaimer: I am not this snooty in real life!)