It's time to resurrect an old forgotten thread,
For the chance to show off all your literary cred.
They say that poetry need not rhyme
As long as each line can keep its time.
So go forth and pour out that timely verse,
And keep it up to hold back the curse
Of a thread without words - indeed it'd look dead,
Waiting to be roused again from its archived bed.

That was beautiful, I must admit.
And now that I am feeling a bit
Tired and rough, rhymeless, even,
It must be time that I be leavin'!

Hark! What is that in my eye?
Oh, it's a finger, one of mine,
Cross my heart and hope to die,
That this does not happen another time.

My rhyming skills are not that good,
I really didn't think I could,
But then again I made this rhyme,
It doesn't happen all the time.

* db1986 prepares himself for tomato pelting

Edit: If you're looking for the old thread, here (http://www.isketchforum.net/rhyme-time-t1283.html?t=1283) it is :)

Ah yes, I knew i'd seen this thread
I posted in it then it went dead
I wondered if I said something wrong
But I didn't think about it too long
And eventually this thread I forgot
And I started thinking another thought
But i'm glad to see this thread is here
Lets all be happy and let out a cheer

Nice to see that this is back
For now my brains I will truly rack
to think of something nice to say
in a rhyming, melodiac way!

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Most poems rhyme and this one does too :)

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Most poems rhyme,
but this one doesn't :razz:

but this one's poo! :P lol


Just then, out of the blue
Along came the birdman
To tell me to "shoo"

... So I did!

Guess this poem: (Not name, kind.)

I fly towards you.
1,000 suns are blocking,
Yet we can survive.

It's a Haiku.

Haiku's always consist of three lines.
The first line contains 5 syllables, the second has 7, and the third line has 5.

If you're feeling sad and lonely,
There's a place that you call homely,
Just remember never fear,
because all your friends are near <3

I have to admit an addiction
to db's Christmas competition
I have spent most my day
just sitting away
finding the names
in his Christmas game
But its all good
cause anyone would
and i'm having fun
but now I must run

I can't rhyme, I know...
Yet let me try, my iSketch fellows.
This game looks fun,
But you've got to make your mind run!
I gave this rhyme my best shot
Now it's time to go and work with sin, cos and cot!

:biggrin: How was it, lolz?

Maths you have such lovely prose
So sweet and smelling like a rose
Just keep on trying in this thread
I'm sure that soon, you'll knock 'em dead :razz:

AAAHHH How do you find words that rhyme?
O what a hunt this is, I'm out of time...!
I think Miss Tempestuous is right,
If I keep practising, I'll emerge out bright!

Already improvement is in sight
Encouragment has proved me right
Well done Maths, you devil you
Tempestuous? You are too :razz:

Naughty I am, yes I know... :twisted:
It's another thing that I never got to show... :sad:
Because I'm a friend not too great,
Loneliness is all there is in my fate. :cry:

Here's a rhyme about a noob,
with guesses such as ass and boobs,
who sits and types and spams away,
and won't have won a game all day.

When they draw they won't play fair,
but still they draw without a care,
Underscores that they did print,
Instead of the button called 'Hint'.

Then they sketch some nasty porn,
The other players get ready to warn,
They'll be voted for this draw,
Cos they should know the iSketch law.

When they're skipped they wonder why,
They tell all artists they will die,
The artists are feeling abused,
Which does not make them feel amused.

The other players vote to kick,
and an admin enters very quick,
They see the noob's the problem's root
So simply they give them the boot.

Hope you enjoyed reading :)

© Copyrighted by db1986 on 6th January 2009 at 12:12pm for purposes of the Dux of the Forum competition :)
No-one else can use it :)

looooool tortoise bro

good 1 db

Can we post some of our favorite poems in here also?! This was my favorite poem when I was younger...it's a Shel Silverstein poem!!!

Sick
by Shel Silverstein

"I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one more--that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut--my eyes are blue--
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke--
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is. . .Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!"

Ok and now here are some of my own poems that I wrote quite a while ago! I found them and they made me giggle so I thought I would share!

Clean Your Room!

On my bedroom floor there is a ball
I hope I do not step on it and fall.
If I do I may hurt my head
I could even end up dead!
And then I can't play with my toys
Or make fun of all the boys.
And i'll never have ice cream again
Or be able to write with my favorite pen
So I think I will clean my room right now
And When I'm done I will take a bow
Cause then my room will be safe to play in
And I will be free to have fun again.



Bowl of Cherries

Life is a bowl of cherries they say.
I'd like to taste those cherries some day.
I wonder if they're bitter or sweet.
Or maybe they taste like dirty feet.
And are they yellow or are they red?
Will they make me ill so I have to go to bed?
Cherries or no I think life is good
So I'll live the way that everyone should
If they were to live in a happy way
And always smile all of the day.



Potty Dance!

I love to do the potty dance
So I don't pee in my pants
I squiggle and squirm
Just like a worm
Until I see a bathroom
And then to it I zoom



Crayons!

Crayons are really neat
They look good enough to eat
They come in every single color
Some are brighter and some are duller.
You can use them in a coloring book
And when you're done, just take a look
And a colorful picture will be there
So out of the book that picture you tear
And then you hang it on the wall
Making sure it will not fall.
And that's why crayons are so much fun
So now my crayon poem is done



Brushing My Hair!

Sometimes when I brush my hair
I rip it out cuz I don't care
And then I look down on the ground
And I see all my hair in a mound
Then I go take a look in the mirror
And I let out a great big cheer
Because I see I haven't gone bald
So now I look all nice and dolled
Cause now my hair is pretty and neat
And I'm beautiful from my hair to my feet



Camping!

Camping at night is so much fun
But it's so sad when it is done
You sit by the fire and eat smores
And never have to close any doors
You can just sit back and enjoy
It's fun for girls and it's fun for boys
And then when you return to your home
You swear that you never again will roam
Until next year when you get bored
And you start to remember places you've explored
So then you decide to go camping again
And again the whole process will begin

Thank you for sharing those lovely rhymes
Nyna, I'm smiling - something rare for these times
I now feel I need to revisit Jabberwocky
To make me feel happier and more ticky-tocky!

The red line drops to nought,
Sleet and snow must be fought
Colds and chills being caught,
Radiators are highly sought,
Be they borrowed or newly bought.

The happier moments you should remember!
Time to greet each friend and family member,
In front of the hearth and the burning lumber,
Talking all night 'til overtaken by slumber.
This is the magical month of December.

WOW! That was amazing, Capt_Sparrow,
I wish my mind weren't too narrow,
I wish I could rhyme as good as you,
But I guess practising can get me through. :)

It isn't as hard as I had thought,
All you need is your mind, and a lot,
If I can do it, you can too
Let's all be part of the Rhyme Time Crew!

:biggrin: OMG I ACTUALLY DID IT! HOw waZZZ iTTTTTttt? :biggrin:

That was great Maths :biggrin:

db1986 gives Maths a high-powered round of applause!

Edit: Oops, my turn :razz:

Now you are a rhyming pro,
Your words have got a real nice flow,
With much practice it comes with ease,
Mathsy I really am so pleased :biggrin:

db1986 - you just commited a crime
To post in this little thread - you must remember to rhyme :razz:

I feel that have broken the law,
of what this thread is here for,
I will continue to rhyme,
as I have done for a long time.

(Well actually it's not that long,
so really I am quite wrong.)

(Even my comments have to rhyme,
actually I have done this time)
:razz:

TempusFugit needs to be punished,
She's certainly not a pita that's relished :twisted:,
I wonder how her poor husband feels,
When she forces him to have all her *ahem* delicious *ahem* meals.

:biggrin: :twisted: :twisted: :smile:

I really think it's fun
to talk in rhymes n such
it really makes me happy
and makes me smile so much

I used to want to be
a poet when I grew up
but then when I got older
I found I gave that up

I only write poems now
when I get a bit of free time
which isn't very often
to make up any good rhyme

But writing poems is great
I really like it a lot
I think I shall write a new one soon
but now to think of a plot

Is this thread dying? I hope not!
Let's keep rhyming and tie a big tight knot.
In all our efforts to keep this thread alive,
Here we go... One, two, three, four, five!

I'm not in much of rhyming mood today,
Let the words direct themselves in this play!
Well I'll put in a little effort, as it's Friday
And complete this quaduplet, brilliant, I say!

Quadruplet you have misspelt,
An erroneous sparrow I have felt!
Please try on this new brown belt,
And get rid of the stain on the lower left!

Eagle-eyed you are today, Mathsy,
But I fear errors today are quite catchy.
I have no qualms with "felt", "belt" and "misspelt",
But rhyming those with "left" just makes my ears melt :razz:

OoooOOOo... I see your ears are like ice-cream,
Oh... Are they but a dream?
Sparrows have no ears anyway,
Your red Xmas cap's getting in the way!

Your ears have a low melting point,
A lotion you better anoint,
That reminds me of organic chemistry,
And my never-ending notes of biology! :sad:

:razz:

I'm glad this thread is back again
We wouldn't let it die in vain
Poetry comes from the brain
On here it's like a little train :)

I, too , like to write a rhyme
But just like Nyna, finding time.....

I think that Saff's a little hypo
purely because of that typo
Of all the words that she could pick
She must have typed it really quick..(ly) :P

Eep - thank goodness for the edit
button - give db the credit.

I bet nobody can find a rhyme
for the first word on the third line
Orange is the colour to be
So I will sit here full of glee :D

Actually, Deebs, what rhymes with orange
In the US is a door-hinge
Mini-Saff says also "syringe"
But that's ahalf-rhyme (makes me cringe).

I'm fed up of writing and writing,
I don't know why time keeps flying.
I don't know if I'm fast or slow,
Will some1 help me and let me know?!!?

I've just been round my sisters house
To hand to her, a christmas card
I'm feeling such a nasty louse
Cos choosing it just wasn't hard.

I wandered in to Clintons Cards
and randomly selected it
It had a verse by some strange bard
and I almost rejected it.

But time was short and I was tired
So off I went and paid
And coming home I was inspired -
That's how this verse was made.

Ta-daaaa.

Hehe nice. I made Christmas cards one year, and wrote in them:

"Money's short and times are hard
So here's your home-made Christmas card.
I mightn't have spent large amounts,
but, remember, it's the thought that counts!"

The first two lines were lifted from another card I had seen, but I substituted the words "home-made" for what was written on that.

I think the replaced word was "cheapy"
But now I feel a little cheeky
I'm sure that Saff had spent some time
Making this Christmas message rhyme

Super Mario 63 is fun to play
All the way past the next May
Really, it is not said 64
As that was taken and would be a bore.

I think the replaced word was "cheapy"


Im sorry Deebs, you're incorrect
(Though that word does make sense)
The word I changed begins with 'f'
And causes some offence....

I'm not quite sure which word you were
out of thin air plucking, :twisted:
But wait a sec it begins with 'f'
Then surely it must be "f♥♥♥ing" :eek:

Im sad to say that yes its true
That was the word replaced.
Of course I could not send a card
With such a word in place.

Saffron's card was sure too funny,
It surely wasn't all too sunny.
With such a word in there,
All I'd do to the card is... tear!

But one thing I'd like to know,
How did Saffron get this foe?
Why did she buy such a card?
Written by an abusive bard?

He surely didn't know how to express his feelings,
He has no life, and that's what I'm believing.
I wonder how that card made it to the market,
All I'd like to say is go and F*** IT! :twisted::biggrin::biggrin::twisted:

Oh, did you see it on the Internet?
That's one card I'll never ever forget.
Home-made is certainly a better word,
The pen is mightier than the sword. :smile: :biggrin:

Mathsy, you rhyme with the very best!
Although I joke, this time I don't jest,
I fear I may put you to the test
By asking if words are your ultimate quest?

I suggest you put the calculator down
And let the verse cause you to frown,
Because numbers only go up or down
But poetry can reward you a crown.

"He must be mad," I hear you cry,
"I'll never desert my x and y!
"I'd rather curl right up and die
"Than say my mathematical goodbye!"

Hmmm... I think that I've just written
A poem with the singular mission
Of showing there need be no fission
'Tween the numerical and literal vision.

Christmas is a time for good cheer
I can't believe it's nearly here
It's supposed to be the time of glee
But here is Christmas according to me.

There's always a rush for the ideal gift
Through all those shops you have to sift
The endless queues in every shop
Makes you feel tired and want to drop.

It always is a little frustrating
To finish all the decorating
Especially those awkward roof lights
On those dark and "oh so cold" nights.

With all those letters to those we know most
We send our cards and fill the post
For all those cards that we must send
It seems that it will never end.

We get our stuffing and our turkey
With solemn faces not too perky
The hustle and bustle of Christmas Eve
It is so hard to believe.

For lots of us it seems a chore
We wish that we had done more
Our efforts should not go in vain
For Christmas would not be the same.

Capt_Sparrow is the one
Whose rhymes I think are awesome!
He doesn't stop with couplets,
But manages a foursome.

Of course its really called 'quatrain'
But that just didn't rhyme
I wonder if he'd like to write
A limerick sometime?

Darkness, an illusion
Shadows, a mystery
Smiles, an expression
Moments, a memory

Mornings, Encouraging
Afternoon, Light
Nights, Darkening
Dreams, Tonight

Always Lonely
Like the past
Greatest worry
Afraid to be last

Path, Short
Wish, Incredibly
Echo, Cold
Change, Suddenly

Something normal
Anything there
Nothing lost
Of that, I am aware

A hidden ability
The mind to see
In my sleep
Shows the mystery

What to think
What to try
What to look
At inside

Open thought
With great clarity
To see the things
Of great beauty

Look at the mirror
Feeling so alone
Staring in silence
Waiting to go home

Struggle, remembered
Picture, changed
Silence, impressive
Life, the same

Time to go
With a friend
Time to leave
The Final End

-------------
A simple poem
Not like the rest
Can only say
Merry Christmas :)

oh jen that poem has such feeling
really sets the senses reeling.

It's a very beautiful poem jen
I want to read it again and again =)

Wonderful poem there, Jen,
Now count from one to ten.
Then have some food and do some Maths,
And read that poem out to the cats! :biggrin::razz:

I tried to make a little comp
For people to enjoy
But somehow it is going wrong!
With Question 1 - oh boy!

I've made so many errors that
I'm sure no-one will trust me.
When I give the answers
I am hoping they will just be

Right.
:embarrassed:

Bump this thread, I probably shouldn't
But who really in their right mind wouldn't?

TF just made a little rhyme
Which reminds me of a time
When I would post a lot in here
And it would bring me lots of cheer.

But lately this I have neglected,
And not through choice, I have reflected.
But because had gone my muse
Could not think of rhymes to use.
Now suddenly the rhyme is back
The single line from TF did the trick.
Ah... almost it seems. I must try harder
To make the rhyme work, like a larder.
How like a larder? I ain't no fool.
Gotta keep things fresh, and cool.
So here I am, commiting no crime
Waiting for my partners in rhyme.

I shall be your partner, Ches
Cos I like rhyming, too
But something that I must confezz
I'm not as good as you....

I came here in search for some inspiration
as I've tried to rhyme with desperation!
But not sure if it's worked- as that was really bad :S
Maybe I should give up as failing makes me sad :(

Right now I have quite the headache
My son is being such a pill
I really want to go somewhere else
But I really doubt I will

He's really trying his hardest
To make me very mad
But he's only making it worse for himself
And he's gonna end up sad

a fairy tale
filled with
false promises
and lost wishes

that we could one day be
that girl or guy
that gets their every dream
that never has to try :)

a simple thought
to be seen
from all the fairy tales
i've read and dreamed

<3

Boo

The birds are chirping,
Dawn is breaking,
And I'm sat here,
computing.

This is rather dreary,
I should like a little fairy,
who would write my essays,
and get me straight A's

and make me some tea in the morning.

I'm good at writing poems, haven't you heard?
It comes naturally like a slice of toast with lemon curd,
And if you're thinking that I'm not making sense,
Then go buy yourself a newspaper for 50 pence,
Hopefully then you will see my literary skill,
When you go and put burgers on that there grill,
And now you all marvel at my fine work,
Now get out of my house, you nosy little jerk!

:biggrin:

Is anyone else just a little bit afraid he
Sounded, in that rhyme, a bit like Slim Shady?

Will the real man db please stand up?
Please stand up?
Please stand up?

* db1986 stands up

Just dropped in to say G'Day
Whilst money is a'counting
On the Trotter Track today
I'm gunna win a bounty.

30 Mill is what I got
To bet on final race
I usually like to bet the lot
and hope I get first place.

(Goooooo Baron Slug.......) ^^

Edit: UGH!!
Baron Slug
Second, boo
Make him glue......

Hello there! I'm back again
This thread seems like it's dying!
I don't think that would be so good :(
It may start people crying.....

But listen up! There's fun to have
The Double Trouble Tourny..
This weekend shows the final game
For some, it is at dawn-y

So watch this game and wish them well
Those people who are playing
Then watch this space, the Science DUX
Will start. So just start praying.

Start praying that you know enough
To answer questions tough.
The glamour, thrill and kuedos goes
To those that know enough!

^^

OK. Attempt at real poetry:

To sleep cannot be quite as sweet
When dreams are unattainable.
Two hearts are joined but never meet
- A love that's unsustainable.

A member has gone,
and will be truly missed.
He was a great guy on this forum,
and never used his fist.

He was a wonderful father,
a friend, a son,
there was no other.

He had a beautiful son,
They shared so much fun.
May he grow to be a polite person
Just like his father
there was no other.

He had to go
He will be missed
But he's not too far 'way
His name was Zee Kay.

well i had some time
so i decided to rhyme
and tell you a little story
about my days of glory

About the wonderful times in wal-mart's
playing with their shopping carts
hiding in the pile of balls
and climbing up the walls

then security decided it wasnt so funny
and chased us around like a loose bunny
out of the store we were thrown
they said we shouldve known

if you think the fun ended there
obviously you are not aware
of the mischevious thoughts that run through my mind
of the destructive yet harmless kind

so off to Burger King we ran
to start the next fun plan
they had a play place on the inside
and i just couldnt help but eye the slide

under our butts we placed the tray
as the workers watched in dismay
sliding down oh so fast
it really was a blast

On to the ground we would splatter
and the food tray would shatter
they hung our pictures on the wall
and said you cant come back at all

well that was that it was time for school
maybe next time i wont be such a fool
well tempusfugit, there's the story
of how i got all my glory.

Wait did we lose a heap of posts in this thread?
Like between July 2008 and now?

shoot, i think i posted in the old thread....
man if TF finds out im gonna be dead....

if a mod could somehow merge the two
i would be very grateful to you!

This little clock is tired,
and needs to get to bed
so I will do this in the morning
and put your rhyme in the right thread

Such a very funny story
one that made me weep
I bid you all goodnight
before I fall fast asleep

*hugs*

xxx