shake, rattle, and renga...
By no means do I pretend anything more than a passing acquaintance with renga. Collaborative poetry, with one poet introducing the "hokku" (haiku) stanza, followed by a couplet with 7 syllables apiece. In this round, I wrote the five introductory 3-line stanzas, and Tina provided her awesome couplets.
never a rhyme
orange night blossoms
full suns and moons on the rise
fate's equal measure
storms may rage in galaxies
yet novas transcend supah
space available
face down in the mud
Leonidas spawns fury
mighty pit there, dude
gluttonous worms, united—
‘tis a feast beyond measure
elena & the boyz
seventh period
burnt brains collide merrily
visionary arts
alizarin crimson eyes
oil on canvas speak promise
trillions of 'em
presidential coins
gold tooth displayed, open-mouthed
icing on the cake
air particles and rabbits
crescendo is where it’s at
liposuction
botox in the spring
the doctor's got your gravy
manatees in bloom
Picking up pieces of you
I revel in leftovers
never a rhyme
orange night blossoms
full suns and moons on the rise
fate's equal measure
storms may rage in galaxies
yet novas transcend supah
space available
face down in the mud
Leonidas spawns fury
mighty pit there, dude
gluttonous worms, united—
‘tis a feast beyond measure
elena & the boyz
seventh period
burnt brains collide merrily
visionary arts
alizarin crimson eyes
oil on canvas speak promise
trillions of 'em
presidential coins
gold tooth displayed, open-mouthed
icing on the cake
air particles and rabbits
crescendo is where it’s at
liposuction
botox in the spring
the doctor's got your gravy
manatees in bloom
Picking up pieces of you
I revel in leftovers
Labels: takes two to renga
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ah, I enjoy the two of you playing together.
this one really got my attention:
Picking up pieces of you
I revel in leftovers
And it takes two to rumba! Really fun, although the last couplet turned my stomach a little. Fortunately, I'm not reading while I'm eating today. The words just sent me to a Chinese story called "Human-meat Buns."
Tammie and Teresa: There is at least a bit of Atwood lurking in the last poem. I'm gonna go metaphorical on the couplet, though the hokku's intent is hard to dispute.
What Teresa said :) Haiku later.
Teresa,
Just so you know, the "Picking up pieces of you..." was intended to honor the parts of us that we so often want to cut out, but are nevertheless still quite important, and have a story to tell. At least that was my intent!
May you all have a day filled with creativity!
Tina
Fancy footwork here, but you two make it look like fun. I'm still feeling special fondness for the seventh hour poem, especially with that wonderful segue from visionary arts to the alizarin crimson eyes.
I shoulda titled the post "shake, renga, and roll..."
Hey, jsd: Gesundheit!
Mrs Baby takes the high road; Mr Baby continues on the low...
Anno: It was lovely to have Tina's footwork, and extra lovely to be stumped by alizarin.
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