RHYME GAME!! It's easy and fun!! Come Play!!

[Haven]

New rhyming couplet game. It is easy and fun.
OK I'll start ...


She awoke with a scream
It had been a terrible dream
It had frightened her badly
Her heart now beat madly
And what was that there?
Was that a creak on the stair?
In the gloom of the room
And with a feeling of doom
She slipped from her bed...

...Now in the next line you have to rhyme with 'bed'

Then add another two lines that rhyme, that's the couplet

Write as much as you like in the couplet format

[I know most people know about rhyming couplets BUT I didn't and learnt about them on LitNet from Barbara :thumbs_up . So will spell out the rules for those who like me are new to rhyming couplets ...cos they are fun and addictive ;)]

[barbara0207]

Yes, it's fun! Thanks for starting the thread, Haven! :thumbs_up
gloom - room - doom :lol:

almost banging her head
on the cupboard beside her
- there was no light to guide her -
but what noise was that?
Oh, she'd trod on her cat
who had lain on the rug

Perhaps one should add that you must leave the last couplet incomplete so that the next rhymer can start from there.

[Haven]

...who had lain on the rug
and oh! her coffee mug
had spilt on the floor
and, what is more
the noise on the stairs
was no longer there

She looked around the room
and in the murky gloom
there was a tiny fairy ...

[barbara0207]

You must have seen BlueSky's Cat-with-a-mug picture, too! :lol::lol:

there was a tiny fairy
accompanied by a rather hairy
forbidding-looking troll.
He said, 'My little doll,
why didst thou call us in the night?'

[Haven]

yep that is one grouchy cat lol !!

[Haven]

...why didst thou callest us in the night?

the fairy rolled her big blue eyes
and smiled in some surprise
at the very handsome troll...

[barbara0207]

... at the very handsome troll.
But the girl cried, "I'm no doll,
and, you know, I hate this game,
'cause I haven't got a name!"

"Robes, hairdos, even names to fashion -
problem-solving is my passion!"
said the fairy with a grin ...

(I thought the honour of giving the unknown girl a name should be yours, Haven. :))

[Haven]

...said the fairy with a grin
and I know it is no sin
So I name you Princess Grace
because you have such a pretty face :)
Grace looked at her strange companions...


(thank you Barbara :) )

[Cellar Door]

said I'm going to the canyons
and took off like a shot
and was chased by a robot
desperately she pursued her
she could not elude her
when suddenly she stopped

[barbara0207]

Ah, a new rhymer! Welcome, Cellar Door!

"the canyons" :lol: Yes that was the only rhyme to companions I could think of and I was still brooding over a possible context when I saw your post.

Now just a short one for today:

... when suddenly she stopped
and panted and mopped
her face with her sleeve

[AdoreroDio]

not knowing why she had to leave
but doing it anyway
knowing she could ot stay
in that room with the troll and the fairy
that troll that was so surprisingly hairy
that had come bearing for her such an odd name...

[Janine]

that had come bearing for her such an odd name,
but back to the robot, before we forget this game.
So after whipping her sleeve
she said, there's nothing to grieve
that robot might not scare,
Who knows, she might even care.
so peeking around she saw with curiosity
And the face of that robot reflected no animosity
Then suddenly her head seemed to spin....


ok...sorry... but I fixed mine now to follow AldoreroDio's.

[wilbur lim]

Then suddenly her head seemed to spin....
With a grin
Amid the other performers at the ice platform.
Suddenly the aforementioned robot
Was crashed critically by the other lukewarm
Robots.

[Haven]

hey all !! things move fast on LitNet!! One day's absence and wow :) Nice to see you all on board and special welcome to LitNet newcomer, Cellar Door :) :)

...was crashed critically by the other lukewarm robots
who had arrived in several peagreen rowboats
they offered Grace a helping hand
and oh my dear, she looked so grand
sitting in the peagreen rowboat
surrounded by these helpful robots
the sun it shimmered on the icy flow
as they set sail in the pink and golden glow
But high above on the canyons edge...

[Janine]

Thanks Haven, for the nice welcome.

But high above the canyon's edge
Bright sun was siloutting one figure on a ledge
This mystery person in shadow shrouded
Caused utter alarm and made things clouded
They rowed along and wondered just who
Would show up here, in the middle of this zoo....

[BlueSkyGB]

You must have seen BlueSky's Cat-with-a-mug picture, too! :lol::lol:

Happy that you like it....
Haven has been after me for quite some time to decorate my page...:D

[barbara0207]

Happy that you like it....
Haven has been after me for quite some time to decorate my page...:D

I loved it!!!

Haven, robots - rowboat! Hilarious! :lol::lol::lol:

... they rowed along and wondered just who
would show up here, in the middle of this zoo...

The robots, they were worried, too,
but they knew just what to do.
With Grace still staring in revulsion
they started off the jet propulsion.
Just seconds, they were gone for good.
Mystery man took off his hood
and shook his fist in their direction ...

[Janine]

and shook his fist in their direction
could he possibly be issuing a citation,
The smooth glassy river grew rapidly swift
Then the jet abruptly died and left them adrift
The boat with Grace plus her eccentric crew
was heading for someplace entirely new...


Barbara, I love it too! :lol:

[firefangled]

...was heading for someplace entirely new
and who knows which way the wind blew,
the shores were deaf to repeated calls,
but though Grace was headed for the falls
an eddy spun them straightaway,
a slipstream bound for Alfardaws Bay...

[Haven]

hey Firefangled !! Welcome ...hmm Alfardaws Bay, think this might be bad news for Grace and the robots ;)

...a slipstream bound for Alfardaws Bay
even pirate ships would not go this way

Mangroves dipped their roots in the water
as the rowboat's oars avoided friendly otters :)

The sun was setting in a steamy haze...

[Janine]

The sun was setting in a steamy haze
Grace got sleepy and fell into a gaze
Now on they drifted at a faster speed
Their brains got dizzy, food being their need...

[barbara0207]

Great to see so many people here! Hi Janine and everybody else!

Their brains got dizzy, food being their need
while the robots were thinking about what to feed
to the lovely girl that was in their care
they forgot to consider the issue of where
they'd find some electrical energy

[Janine]

...electrical energy?..hummmm.... hi barbara! Let's see what I can do with that one.:lol:

they'd find some electrical energy
no doubt it could definitely be
since robots they were and had it on hand
they zapped up a fire as they headed for land
and roasted some mushrooms using their heads
now sleepy they were and needed some beds.....

[firefangled]

they'd find some electrical energy,
then they remembered inside each knee
were lithium crystals used as spares
postive and negative stored in pairs
the robots cheered, their bellies hollow

[Janine]

firefangled... it appears I beat you out by a mere 2 mins. Maybe we can somehow incorporate your last post (rhyme) at the end of mine...what do you think? I or you can alter it a bit to extend off the end of my last line....

"now sleepy they were and needed some beds....."

Just a suggestion - but maybe the litium crystals can light the way to a cave, so they can sleep. You may only have to alter a few lines to extend off this line and onto your poem lines (with a little alteration).

[Haven]

ok waiting on Firefangled :)

[Janine]

Haven, I don't mean to quibble, but mine came in first by 2 second. I guess if Firefangle does not appear we can take my last line....wouldn't that be fair? Or I could add FF's to mine someway to make it work. I hate to change someone else's entry without their permission.

Wait, I have another idea - shall I assume FF's is first and then add mine onto the end of theirs? I could easily alter mine to have it work out. Here is a suggestion so we can keep rolling along:

they'd find some electrical energy,
then they remembered inside each knee
were lithium crystals used as spares
postive and negative stored in pairs
the robots cheered, their bellies hollow...

It was late; and dinner should follow
they'd had some electrical energy
no doubt it could definitely be
since robots they were and had it on hand
they zapped up a fire as they headed for land
and roasted some mushrooms using their heads
that made them sleep; they needed some beds.....

[Haven]

yaaaaay that works Janine !! Sure FF will have no problems with that :) Thank you for sorting it out !! ps I love your lilacs, are they from your garden ?

the mushrooms induced some incredible dreams
and Gracie our princess she knew about screams
but the sun it was rising, a new day was here
and she knew she must meet the Big Robot Seer
how did she know this? she knew not at all...

[Janine]

Yeah :lol: Haven, pretty tricky, eh? but at least it works and no ones poem was altered, well mine was a tiny bit to make it make some sense...:lol:...like these really make any sense, right? At least now we can keep going....Haven, that is what I was thinking about mushrooms...haha - pychedelic ones I guess.

how did she know this? she knew not at all...
she had intuition, Princess Gracie stood tall
and looking about her 360 degrees
she spied a new being peeking out of the trees
his eyes, they were glowing in his robotical head....

[barbara0207]

Great how you sorted that problem out, Janine! :thumbs_up
Psychedelic mushrooms and the Big Robot Seer indeed! :lol: Let's see what we can do about him.

.. his eyes they were glowing in his robotical head
as he was sitting in front of his shed,
hands folded on his voluminous belly,
and actually each of his eyes was a telly,
which Grace could see clearly as she came close

[Janine]

thanks barabara, this thread maybe should be renamed "RHYME GAME!! It's easy and silly!! Come Play!!" haha.

which Grace could see clearly as she came close
she showed no fear, food increased her glucose
now she was feeling quite bold and fully awake,
sprightly sprung forward, wondering what was at stake
Seer amazed her with his galaxy eyes; she gazed spellbound.....

[Haven]

love 'galaxy eyes' :) must be all those mushrooms :lol:

...Seer amazed her with his galaxy eyes; she gazed spellbound
and was totally dumbfound
by the vista unfolding
of stars and planets blooming
in velvet night skies
they flashed like fireflies

And in this alien universe
our Grace did spy a flying hearse
careening among the stars
and heading enroute towards mars !
She wondered what the hearse was doing...

[Janine]

hahah....Haven, thanks...yes, definitely...eating mushrooms must give one 'galaxy' eyes. :lol: I knew the next person could do something with that thought and your wrote a goody......maybe pushing the rhyming a little with 'unfolding' and 'blooming', but who is being technical here, right? Where in the world did you get the idea for a hearse flying in space...:lol:...now that should be a challenge....

she wondered what the hearse was doing...
then suddenly she heard the robots booing
didn't look on Seer as supreme being of fascination
perhaps they were jealous of Grace's new infatuation
This band of raucous robots, apparently feeling snubbed....

[firefangled]

Seems I disappeared at a bad moment for a long time. But everyone here are talented puzzle painters. Good job on the story poets!

***
This band of raucous robots, apparently feeling snubbed
called to the trees where TM was getting his welds rubbed,
TM, the Belridium hearse driver back from Hoto in a tachyon flash,
feeling the rush of the weld-oil spice and talking some Robot trash.

Don't mess with me, Gracie, with those kaleidoscope eyes,
and those Ros with the shows in their heads will tell you lies.
They are up to their super capacitors in wild dreams each tries...

[Janine]

seems everyone got stumped with your new lines. I will try to do something with this one:

They are up to their super capacitors in wild dreams, each tries
To locate the spaceship; so Grace and companions can take to the skies
She soon perceives something glisten beyond the mossy tangle of trees
It is true it's the saucer, now this party most anxiously flees
The night sky before them reveals great visions of wonder.....

[Epistemophile]

The night sky before them reveals great visions of wonder
Of kaleidoscopic myriad dreams broken asunder
Of a world set adrift, of an alien vision of man
Far from urban sophistications and even sun-tan
Far from the smooth progress of commerce through spines of poverty...

[Epistemophile]

The night sky before them reveals great visions of wonder
Of kaleidoscopic myriad dreams broken asunder
Of a world set adrift, of an alien vision of man
Far from urban sophistications and even sun-tan
Far from the smooth progress of commerce through spines of poverty...

[Haven]

hey Epistemophile !! Welcome to LitNet !! and Welcome to Rhymes !!
Totally psychadelic post !! :)

...Far from the smooth progress of commerce through spines of poverty
and by way of acknowledging the sovereignty
of the Belridium hearse drivers second to none
the vision before us changes to one
of a planet shrouded in clouds of acid yellow...

[firefangled]

...of a planet shrouded in clouds of acid yellow,
through the saucer's windowpane a quite mellow
sight, ocher whorls like great eyes filled with green seas,
beyond comprehension, we cried at once, hurry, please!

[Haven]

WB firefangled :)

...beyond comprehension, we cried at once, hurry, please!
because the hearse it was landing in the swelling green seas!
Gracie peered through the portal and saw what she thought
was a fair verdant land, just the kind that she sought

And there on the beach was the Belridium hearse driver
the hearse it was parked beside a wide river
She saw with a start that her robot companions...

[ampoule]

She saw with a start that her robot companions
refused to go into said darkened canyons,
She realized quickly they knew something she didn't
so watched she above to what might be hidden
and there in the cracks and furrows above

[firefangled]

and there in the cracks and furrows above
was an ancient inscription: Make not war, but make love.
Love? What is love? The robots all cried,
Gracie couldn't explain it, as much as she tried...

[Janine]

Gracie couldn't explain it, as much as she tried
They begged and they pleaded; but she merely sighed
Later perhaps, some poems I will read to you
To warm up your batteries, you'll feel love, too
Within you your lithium hearts, love may glow....

[Haven]

Hey Ampoule, welcome !



Within you your lithium hearts, love may glow....
But as of right now, we must go with the flow
So listen here closely my dear robot friends
because this is a story which I fear it does wend
through the dismal dank history
of our Belridium mystery
which now is beginning to unfold
and oh yes, most certainly needs to be told.

Let me take a moment to re-lay the ground
on which this story is definitively found
It involves a certain Belridium hearse driver
whose services can be bought for under a fiver
Another key player is the Great Robot Seer
who has sent us on this mission, or so I would fear

But let us not forget
that at the very outset
was a small angel fairy
and her friend the troll hairy !

So why are we here, my dear robot friends?
Well we will never know until we all reach the end !
But the end is not in anyway near
and the canyon does beckon, oh yes I do fear
so let's venture forth my dear robot allies...

[Haven]

so let's venture forth my dear robot allies...
because as we all know, time really does fly

Up ahead the canyon loomed...

[Silas Thorne]

up ahead the canyon loomed.
I thought that we were bloody doomed
when from the canyon rose a ghost:
it was the ghost of Santas lost.
And from the robots rose a cry
'O jubbjubb boo, we're going to die,
inside this canyon!' Santa said
in fearsome shrieks inside our heads
that he would write forbidden code...

[hillwalker]

that he would write forbidden code
to curse the one who ends this ode
then with a flourish of his beard :santasmil
the red-cheeked ruffian disappeared
and left the robots in confusion
waiting for the poem’s conclusion.
Enter Gracie on a scooter....

.... :shocked:

[Silas Thorne]

Yo ho ho! What fun, hillwalker! :)

Enter Gracie on a scooter,
stringy hair caked in fruit. Her
eyes, two vibrant globes of chirpy vim,
did sparkle like an olive soaked in gin,
her smile, a BP slick upon the beach,
spread over every grain of earth it reached,
and made them laugh and dance with simple joy...

[hillwalker]

and made them laugh and dance with simple joy
as she impersonated Myrna Loy
in black bandeau, her barely covered bust,
and leopard-spotted loin-cloth. Oh the lust;
those robots' circuits fizzled at the sight
of Gracie's charms (intended to excite).
Soon Asimov was turning in his grave.....

[Silas Thorne]

Soon Asimov was turning in his grave
when robot laws were broken. Who could save
fair Gracie from the flailing metal arms
of robots who had shorted from her charms
into wild fits of rage? Where was the troll
I heard about, who lived near Grahame's Mole?
Or was it Moley? Gracie's pretty bike
was clobbered by a robot's mauling strike,
and she was forced to run out from this sentence

[hillwalker]

.....
and she was forced to run out from this sentence
to find a place that offered repentance,
a place to practice her karate -
so into 'Starbucks' for a latte.
While there she planned how best to foil
this race of robots on the boil;
and soon they heard her mutter 'Marmite'
.....

[Silas Thorne]

and soon they heard her mutter 'Marmite',
those folks who sat around, and cried how bright
the stars of War were in the caffeinated night,
but didn't know this word. They thought perhaps it might
be that that woman near had meant to mar some might
unknown, or that the moon had passed her madness with its loony light,
but Fred, most decorated of the counter staff,
knew of the ancient lore. He'd heard that once this stuff
was stored in jars in Starbuck's vaults, but did not know...


(Sorry, couldn't resist running with the rhyme, hope no one loses an eye, a piece of string, or half a mind)

[hillwalker]

(no, just the occasional marble)

.....
was stored in jars in Starbuck's vaults, but did not know
its potency; well-documented long ago -
spread thinly on the body this brown gel repels
a multitude of ancient supernatural spells.
So Gracie had no option - she pulled out her 'Mace',
apologised and sprayed poor Fred full in the face,
then ducked behind the counter and turned out the lights
.....

[Silas Thorne]

then ducked behind the counter and turned out the lights
donned her night-sight goggles and took off her tights
--Well, it was hot in there, and they stuck to her legs---
hanging them off a piece of string with a pair of pegs
quite quickly, since she knew the Starbucks management
would probably call the swat team, and they would wash the pavement
with her blood if she didn't high-tail it through the strong vault door...