okay mate... but just in a sense of playing along and seeing what this whole thing may have to offer... not to be bad... a seven day mile you walk too ...
Plosives…. I wonder how many people around the world would recognize that word, I had to look it up myself. Keep It Simple Stupid (kiss) ! I respectfully suggest you stick to simple words, like consonant.
Hi,Hopper! Hmmmm ... very exciting ...I love the way the two dimensions of time and space are merged together.... a seven day mile ... This morning(11 hours ago) when I checked my comments,I had this with no rules... on the way to work it was with me and some image came to the surface ... now I should prune (change? mutilate? ha ha ha !) it according to the rules! more rules.... more excitement... ha? difficult games!...love them. :) P.S. Another difficult task I've got is to encourage BBC to use his free will more so that he can overcome his impulsiveness in using a language many people around the world cannot understand half of it!!!! Any help from you? :D
I forgot to apologize for disregarding one rule for the sake of a crow rule I really believe in: I used two /b/s. /b/ is a voiced plosive; not as strong as /p/ which is voiceless.
And that crow rule: be sure to disregard at least one rule out of a list of rules... ;)
Where in the world are you people coming from? We don't go where time goes where or when it's gone.
Our omnipresent does not return to the past, the past is just something monkeys study.
The omnipresent evolving spirit is constantly moving to the future and the monkey droppings in the history in the ruts of time and space behind the omnipresent mean nothing.
Forget the past, look forward to the future and what needs to be done there because you can't change the past.
All the ways are circles And all goings are returns
Just this doesn't happen on a two dimensional plane... Its's got at least 3 dimensions....we move on a spiral....we turn and turn ... but by each turn we move upper...forward... ---------------- God! Hopper, thanks for this.... what good things are happening because of this poem... Where are you anyway? Big brother is sitting there and watching us? :D
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please post lines for consideration here under ten syllables and not containing the letters P or B... cricket...
We walk a seven day mile.
okay mate... but just in a sense of playing along and seeing what this whole thing may have to offer... not to be bad... a seven day mile you walk too ...
Plosives…. I wonder how many people around the world would recognize that word, I had to look it up myself. Keep It Simple Stupid (kiss) ! I respectfully suggest you stick to simple words, like consonant.
I hope it doesn't offend you, but I think it has nothing to offer.
Others opinions may vary.
ok high, this sounds exciting, I'll have to ponder this:)
See you soon,
see u soon... meditate... visualize..... peace
We go where time goes when it's gone.
Andrea
Hi,Hopper!
Hmmmm ... very exciting ...I love the way the two dimensions of time and space are merged together....
a seven day mile ...
This morning(11 hours ago) when I checked my comments,I had this with no rules... on the way to work it was with me and some image came to the surface ... now I should prune (change? mutilate? ha ha ha !) it according to the rules!
more rules.... more excitement... ha? difficult games!...love them.
:)
P.S. Another difficult task I've got is to encourage BBC to use his free will more so that he can overcome his impulsiveness in using a language many people around the world cannot understand half of it!!!!
Any help from you?
:D
That meanders without our consent
And you said it's gonna be a chain poem, Ha? So:
we walk a seven day mile...
We go where time goes when it's gone.
That meanders without our consent
boulders on our shoulders
a breez in our shoes
Hopper,
If rules are rules, omit (a) to make it 10.
:)
to leave off where human being went ...
we walk a seven day mile
we go where time goes where it's gone
that meanders without our consent
boulders on our shoulders, breeze in our shoes
we choose the touchstones that we carry
Only it's "we go where time goes WHEN it's gone",
love
ANdrea
Wow it's shaping so amazingly...
Just think if we have this line
(that meanders without our consent)
for the second line, it's more logical and .... beautiful.
What do you think, friends?
In my opinion that would be great,Human Being, how fascinating this is!
Andrea
I forgot to apologize for disregarding one rule for the sake of a crow rule I really believe in:
I used two /b/s.
/b/ is a voiced plosive; not as strong as /p/ which is voiceless.
And that crow rule:
be sure to disregard at least one rule out of a list of rules...
;)
we go where time goes where it's gone.
Where in the world are you people coming from? We don't go where time goes where or when it's gone.
Our omnipresent does not return to the past, the past is just something monkeys study.
The omnipresent evolving spirit is constantly moving to the future and the monkey droppings in the history in the ruts of time and space behind the omnipresent mean nothing.
Forget the past, look forward to the future and what needs to be done there because you can't change the past.
Listen to crow, look to the future.
BBC,
All the ways are circles
And all goings are returns
Just this doesn't happen on a two dimensional plane... Its's got at least 3 dimensions....we move on a spiral....we turn and turn ... but by each turn we move upper...forward...
----------------
God! Hopper, thanks for this.... what good things are happening because of this poem...
Where are you anyway?
Big brother is sitting there and watching us?
:D
sorry: it's got
I like BBC's contribution . can we use that too?
>> Listen to crow, look to the future.
And, I don't think we might have to limit it to only one line, though I'm not sure about the rules ... if we can, let's add HB's latest:
>>All the ways are circles And all goings are returns
I like the re-ordering too. Brilliant idea. I'm sure Hopper will show up when he's ready....
BBC: I like your contribution too, BTW I come from Mars.
we walk a seven day mile
that meanders without our consent
we go where time goes when it's gone
boulders on our shoulders, breeze in our shoes
we choose the touchstones that we carry
Listen to the Crow, look to the future
All ways are circles. All goings are returns.
this has all come together so well... i'm gonna put up what we've got so far...
I'd like to play next time.
Hello,
Human Being sent me over here. Great idea!
We walk a seven day mile
and even our cells are listening
to the leafy green emerge.
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