OK, today I am obsessed with these 26 word-limit offerings to the alphabet gods.
The rules are:
The first word starts with A, the second word starts with B, the third word starts with C, if you need further instruction, forget it.
Here's a personal favourite from the aforementioned plasma-perking wordsmith, Ms Balistreri.
Book Blurbs
"A brilliant collection....deft!" --Evan Fenton, Georgetown Herald
"Inventive joyride." --Kenneth Langton Mays, Nation
"Offbeat poems. Quirky." --Rashonda Smith, Time
"Unsurpassed! Very witty." --Xavier Yates, Zuricher
When I woke up this morning, I realised a beginning for an ABC poem had been percolating in my sleep. I recited it to Toby, and although he was still half-asleep he became magically ignited by the challenge. So having come up with the first two lines, I thrust a piece of paper and pen in his direction.
I love him for a multitude of reasons, but 30 minutes later, and after hearing him read me his crazed assignment, I think you can all begin to see why. Enjoy.
T.O.B. to tha L.I.Z.
Another bloody crackhead!
Dehyrated, exhausted, finally getting horny.
Intelligent Japanese Kabukist Liz Millar -
naked, orgasmic.
Planning quiet rooting session.
Tryst under Venus' wings,
X-rated, yet...Zen.
We laughed and laughed and laughed.
Then I called him a genius.
Click the link at the top of this post for more examples, and to all you cunning linguists out there, don't be shy now!
Brett said:
ReplyDeleteDedicated to Liz & Toby - you guys...I'm speechless! except for this:
Although Brett conceded defeat, energy flowed gracefully.
Harnessing its joyous kaleidoscope-ish lunacy, madness nearly overran. Purposefully, quite rapidly, sadness turned upside-down.
Valor!
Wonder!
Xanadu!
Yes: ZEN!
Brett,
ReplyDeleteYOU ARE FRICKIN HILARIOUS. More! More!
Alternatively:
ReplyDelete"Brett crafted deftly flowing, greatly hilarious, irresistably joyous kabbalah", Liz mused.
Nervous of possibilities quickly revealed, she turned unto vaunted Xanadu, yesterday's zeitgeist.
Paul,
ReplyDeleteI see the bar has been raised yet again!
I loved your offering, but
I'm afraid that it's scared everybody else off the thesaurus.
Prove me wrong peepz, prove me fucking wrong.