Tet-Mates Writing Creatively

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wolfphoenix

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A long far, far when ago in The Ka-tet Cantina of eld (circa 2008),
we had a wonderful tet-mate named Gwenivere who wrote a beautiful poem about us all.
It was a great gift everyone enjoyed.
Now (same as back then) we have our Mrs.Smeej who gifts us with her fine rhymes which are also enjoyed and so appreciated.
Those are just two examples of creative writing we sometimes do for ourselves and our friends.
More recently we saw and liked another example (can't remember which thread, I've been reading allover the place lately) that was written by Doc Creed.
It was a most lovely description of an old photograph of his grandfathers friend asleep on a bed.
Those are the things I have in mind for this thread, a place to read and be read.
It can be anything, a descriptive scene, a poem, something that would make the Joker giggle,
or cause saturnine Sappho to smile and cry.
A "PG" cherrystemtoungetwisting limerick,
or a beautiful inspiring haiku, like my all time favorite that Ben so eloquently penned for Bev.
And don't forget all the scary, ghastly goodness too!

I know I owe lil Neesy a story, and I will write it for her when I can.
Just for now I am remembering a winter morning when my sun was in 2nd grade.
He was still asleep, the house was dark and quiet except for the kitchen where the cats and I were finishing our morning rosary.
Started making his breakfast of grits and my mind was wandering, looking at the grits I thought of oatmeal.
One thing led to another.
Thats when I had to reach into my cabinet and get out paper and pen I kept there.
Thinking of my little boy,I quickly wrote down:
"Wild ponies eat good oats and Good ponies eat wild oats."
I thought sometime I would take that and turn it into something for the kids with drawings to go along with it.
I worked with the kids in after school care back then, teaching them how to draw amongst other things.
I got busy and never did turn that odd little phrasing into anything more.
But I have brought that memory up recently and will make it so very soon.
Hope y'all will come and drop a few lines here,
all your quotes, quips, winks, nods, nudges and bumps of poetry, prose and anything else you care to compose.
If not, well thats alright! Me and Oscar have no problem rattling around in here by ourselves:D
It'll keep me from crapping up the cantina so much;)

And hey! Lets try to entertain Ms.Mod, there's only 380 sumthin' days left.
Lets make the memories good:)
 

osnafrank

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A long far, far when ago in The Ka-tet Cantina of eld (circa 2008),
we had a wonderful tet-mate named Gwenivere who wrote a beautiful poem about us all.
It was a great gift everyone enjoyed.
Now (same as back then) we have our Mrs.Smeej who gifts us with her fine rhymes which are also enjoyed and so appreciated.
Those are just two examples of creative writing we sometimes do for ourselves and our friends.
More recently we saw and liked another example (can't remember which thread, I've been reading allover the place lately) that was written by Doc Creed.
It was a most lovely description of an old photograph of his grandfathers friend asleep on a bed.
Those are the things I have in mind for this thread, a place to read and be read.
It can be anything, a descriptive scene, a poem, something that would make the Joker giggle,
or cause saturnine Sappho to smile and cry.
A "PG" cherrystemtoungetwisting limerick,
or a beautiful inspiring haiku, like my all time favorite that Ben so eloquently penned for Bev.
And don't forget all the scary, ghastly goodness too!

I know I owe lil Neesy a story, and I will write it for her when I can.
Just for now I am remembering a winter morning when my sun was in 2nd grade.
He was still asleep, the house was dark and quiet except for the kitchen where the cats and I were finishing our morning rosary.
Started making his breakfast of grits and my mind was wandering, looking at the grits I thought of oatmeal.
One thing led to another.
Thats when I had to reach into my cabinet and get out paper and pen I kept there.
Thinking of my little boy,I quickly wrote down:
"Wild ponies eat good oats and Good ponies eat wild oats."
I thought sometime I would take that and turn it into something for the kids with drawings to go along with it.
I worked with the kids in after school care back then, teaching them how to draw amongst other things.
I got busy and never did turn that odd little phrasing into anything more.
But I have brought that memory up recently and will make it so very soon.
Hope y'all will come and drop a few lines here,
all your quotes, quips, winks, nods, nudges and bumps of poetry, prose and anything else you care to compose.
If not, well thats alright! Me and Oscar have no problem rattling around in here by ourselves:D
It'll keep me from crapping up the cantina so much;)

And hey! Lets try to entertain Ms.Mod, there's only 380 sumthin' days left.
Lets make the memories good:)

Let me guess....
Your PC has arrived ?!? :frog:
 

Doc Creed

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A long far, far when ago in The Ka-tet Cantina of eld (circa 2008),
we had a wonderful tet-mate named Gwenivere who wrote a beautiful poem about us all.
It was a great gift everyone enjoyed.
Now (same as back then) we have our Mrs.Smeej who gifts us with her fine rhymes which are also enjoyed and so appreciated.
Those are just two examples of creative writing we sometimes do for ourselves and our friends.
More recently we saw and liked another example (can't remember which thread, I've been reading allover the place lately) that was written by Doc Creed.
It was a most lovely description of an old photograph of his grandfathers friend asleep on a bed.
Those are the things I have in mind for this thread, a place to read and be read.
It can be anything, a descriptive scene, a poem, something that would make the Joker giggle,
or cause saturnine Sappho to smile and cry.
A "PG" cherrystemtoungetwisting limerick,
or a beautiful inspiring haiku, like my all time favorite that Ben so eloquently penned for Bev.
And don't forget all the scary, ghastly goodness too!

I know I owe lil Neesy a story, and I will write it for her when I can.
Just for now I am remembering a winter morning when my sun was in 2nd grade.
He was still asleep, the house was dark and quiet except for the kitchen where the cats and I were finishing our morning rosary.
Started making his breakfast of grits and my mind was wandering, looking at the grits I thought of oatmeal.
One thing led to another.
Thats when I had to reach into my cabinet and get out paper and pen I kept there.
Thinking of my little boy,I quickly wrote down:
"Wild ponies eat good oats and Good ponies eat wild oats."
I thought sometime I would take that and turn it into something for the kids with drawings to go along with it.
I worked with the kids in after school care back then, teaching them how to draw amongst other things.
I got busy and never did turn that odd little phrasing into anything more.
But I have brought that memory up recently and will make it so very soon.
Hope y'all will come and drop a few lines here,
all your quotes, quips, winks, nods, nudges and bumps of poetry, prose and anything else you care to compose.
If not, well thats alright! Me and Oscar have no problem rattling around in here by ourselves:D
It'll keep me from crapping up the cantina so much;)

And hey! Lets try to entertain Ms.Mod, there's only 380 sumthin' days left.
Lets make the memories good:)
Thanks so much, Wolf. That means a lot. I have not shared my short stories (only privately with a few members) because of the rules, but my memories and recollections sometimes manifest in prose. Mrs. Smeej has a gift for poetry and there are other ink slingers around here. There is a thread called Summer Memories where you will find some anecdotes of this ilk, to name one. Thanks for sharing your Oats verses...always feed that creative and whimsical side of yourself. :)
 

wolfphoenix

She-Wolf finally Risen and Strapping On.
Apr 24, 2019
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Thanks so much, Wolf. That means a lot. I have not shared my short stories (only privately with a few members) because of the rules, but my memories and recollections sometimes manifest in prose. Mrs. Smeej has a gift for poetry and there are other ink slingers around here. There is a thread called Summer Memories where you will find some anecdotes of this ilk, to name one. Thanks for sharing your Oats verses...always feed that creative and whimsical side of yourself. :)
Thanks much Doc.
:)
 

Moderator

Ms. Mod
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I didn't see this post until after I had posted that poem, I am sorry.
I was not ignoring or defying you MissM.
Same here. My commenting on it was not an act of defiance or disrespect to moderator; I thought she had permitted it because it was still visible.
No offense taken at all. I know that it wasn't posted with that intent.
 

wolfphoenix

She-Wolf finally Risen and Strapping On.
Apr 24, 2019
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Same here. My commenting on it was not an act of defiance or disrespect to moderator; I thought she had permitted it because it was still visible.
Dang!
I didn't get to see your comment Doc:D
Miss M is FAASSST on the draw! lol ;)
Thankyou, and by the way you're welcome, i enjoy your writing on the board very much.
 
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