h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Hi folks

I have an idea for a new poetry game. I'd like not to reveal the details just yet, but just to ask you whether

(a) you fancy a new poetry game or
(b) you're happy with the one we have already (it would continue) or
(c) you've had enough of it all or
(d) you don't really care or
(e) another poetry game would send you stark staring crazy or
(f) any other answer


Thanks,

Jab

erm...i'm apathetic!

(a) yes
(b) yes
(c) no
(d) I'm easy
(e) fish
(f) expect erratic contributions

Hey - joke for you: how do you keep a poet in suspense?

Don't know!..How do you confuse an Irishman?..., must apologise, not allowed to denigrate anyone these days, so in that case...how do you confuse an Australian?

I'm an Australian and I am always confoozled.

Answers to a-e. I'll agree to anything.

Answer to f. The little voice from the back burner of my brain says...Don't agree to anything until you know all the details!

OK, f for fair point Lew. What I'm thinking of is a game where you make an entry then set the subject of the next one - e.g. 'I wandered lonely as a cloud' etc (entry), then 'cake' (subject set for next entry, doesn't have to be connected). Next entry would be 'Oh I do love to eat chocolate cake' (or whatever), then choose next subject 'war'.

I'm not absolutely sure about it all being original,(my first thought) or the mix as per Poetry Conversation, although I think I'm veering towards the latter - quote or original mix, as per Conversation.

Any views on any of this, as well as the original question of poetry games generally?

Jab

ohh sounds fun. And will probably hurt my brain...but hey thats always fun to do

I don't have a brain, so I will join this comp..

"a) you fancy a new poetry game or
(b) you're happy with the one we have already (it would continue) or
(c) you've had enough of it all or
(d) you don't really care or
(e) another poetry game would send you stark staring crazy or
(f) any other answer"

I used to be in a sonnet thread where each post contained an original sonnet, after which the subject for the *next* sonnet was laid out. I wrote a couple dozen sonnets that way. Yeah, (a.) works for me.

I don't know about (b.) as it doesn't really seem like a game.

I have to laugh at (e) because I'm stark staring crazy already, so maybe a poetry game would make me sane again. Not that I want to be . Real life sucks, who wants to obsess about *that*?

in a field, there was a cow.
it must have moved, it's not there now.
I'll go get me coat

"I used to be in a sonnet thread where each post contained an original sonnet, after which the subject for the *next* sonnet was laid out. I wrote a couple dozen sonnets that way. Yeah, (a.) works for me."

Paul - take away the restriction of Sonnet and that's just what I had in mind.

Jab

Prof - I'll take that as a yes to everything

Jab

Nice idea for a game, Jabs. Sign me up.



About mixing original work with stuff by known poets:

I like the mixing we get on the other thread, because it expands my horizons nicely and I get to read poets I might not otherwise have come across.

On the other hand, copyright issues do mean we can't always put in a complete poem. It might be nice to have a thread for complete poems for a change.

On the third hand, sticking only to original work might make the thread move more slowly, because inspiration doesn't always come easily.

On the fourth hand, I'll go along with whatever I'm told to do, so I shall await definitive instructions.



Paul, I'm intrigued by this sonnet thread you mention. Is it on h2g2?

My brain hurts



Yup ok up for any thing.
Better rephrase that in case it gets

all round

"My brain hurts" [Liquid Warrior]

Cramping pains shoot through my brow.
Blurry, bleary eyes grow wet.
Wrist and elbow ache. Tis now
Too long on the Internet.

Topic for next poem: falling leaves.

The leaves do fall about my feet
slowly they drift from trees on high
I'll soon be buried in loads of peat
I'm only reaching five foot three

Prof, you need to give the topic for the next poster's poem.

oops! soz err!


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