Limerick-Off: Blow My Stack

 

Limerick-Off: Blow my Stack

by

Adam

 

Yosemite Sam was blowing his stack

He just couldn't keep it on track

Wherever he sailed, without fail

He was trailed by a whale

And his senses were beginning to crack

 

~Adam~

 

 

 

A to Z Blogging Challenge: F is for Freestyle

A to Z Blogging Challenge: F is for Freestyle

by

Spectra Ghostseeker

Ah, Freestyle. My Favorite Form of Fonicks! (No, that's not a real word, or at least it's not spelled like that and it doesn't mean anything in this context.) 

I like Freestyling. I don't have to give a Fuck about any Foolish Rules. Don't have to Fiddle around with couplets or rhymes or syllables. I'm Free to let My Freak Flag Fly.

So I will, in the Following Freestyle.

Feeling This Way

I'm feeling way too bipolar

Way too broke

Way too little hopeful

Way too overwhelmed

I'm ideating suicide

Wishing the asteroid would hit

Or my car would blow up

Or I'd drive off a cliff

Because if I'm to be really really honest

(Which I am on days like this)

I really don't think it will ever get any better.

I'm getting too old to fool myself any more

Too jaded to believe in dreams

When is my ship coming in?

Bastard already sailed.

You think I'm too bitter

Too pessimistic

Too gloomy, too grim

I think I don't care

So, I'm feeling this way

But unlike a lot of people

I'll say it out loud

Or at least through my keyboard.

This is the way I'm feeling

This is the way it is today.

~Spectra~

Cross-posted to:

Crazy Town in Looney Land

Poetry of the Netherworld

E is for Epitaph Style

A to Z Blogging Challenge:

E is for Epitaph Style

by

Spectra Ghostseeker

An epitaph style poem is a small blurb as would appear on a tombstone indicating something about the person buried in the grave.

I've got one for my crew.

Here lies the Undead Blogging Team

In the A to Z Challenge, they ran out of steam

~Spectra~

D is for Diamante

A to Z Writing Challenge:

D is for Diamante

by

Wanda Psycho

Thanks for sticking me with this one, Guys. I will have my revenge!

Diamante Style
A Damante styled poem commonly contains seven lines that are shaped like a diamond. The poem is written in the following format.
Line 1: Noun or subject
Line 2: Two Adjectives
Line 3: Three -ing words
Line 4: Four words about the subject
Line 5: Three -ing words
Line 6: Two adjectives
Line 7: Synonym/antonym for the subject
Read more at Buzzle: http://www.buzzle.com/articles/poetry-styles.html

Netherworld

Unique Unusual

Accepting Connecting Protecting

Home Haven Asylum Sanctuary

Cocooning Embracing Healing

Zany Incredible

Otherworld

Looks more like a flying saucer to me. But I followed formula, so, there you are.
This describes Cie Cheesemeister's "Netherworld." She conceived this particular fascinating plane based on the idea that the dark realms were misconstrued. The Netherworld is more a sanctuary for outcasts than a place of punishment based on Cheesy's mythology. It became a place where characters of her creation met with characters that she enjoyed from other story lines. There is noplace else like it!

Visit the Undead in the Netherworld blog, if you dare.

~Wanda~

C is for Clerihew

Clerihew poetry is named for its creator, Edmund Clerihew Bentley (10 July 1875 – 30 March 1956)

Spectra will pop off a few for you utilizing some of our Netherworld folk, and herself.

Image credit: clairev / 123RF Stock Photo

Spectra Ghostseeker

Is a Tarot card peeper

A zany old lady

Who tries to make the future less hazy

Photoshop manipulation by Cie Cheesemeister.

Ed is on the left, his guy Dave is on the right.

Evil Ed is one of our borrowed characters. He was our favorite in Fright Night. 

Dave, who is our creation, is the twin brother of Dwayne Hicks (IV), another borrowed character.

Actor Stephen Geoffreys, who played Evil Ed, is openly gay. So we thought that Ed should be too.

Evil Ed is a vamp

Who's a little bit camp

We think it's completely okay

That he's openly gay

Stephen Geoffreys played Evil in Fright Night
That he wasn't more famous just ain't right
He's got less hair today
Which is completely okay.

One more, and then I must run!

Lafayette is furry and black
He's a cat, as a matter of fact
Good luck finishing your clerical task
As on papers he likes to crash

Thanks, see you at the Letter D!

~Spectra~

B is for Burlesque

B is for Burlesque

by

Gunnar Raven

A Burlesque poem does not necessarily incite people to take their clothes off. It is a poem utilizing ridiculous subject matter. Satire is a form of Burlesque.

A lot of people don't seem to understand Burlesque, which is why they'll never understand the flavor of Undead in the Netherworld. That's okay, though, we'll keep on doing what we do, regardless.

I'm tired, but let me see if I can serve you up some poetry.

Ode to the Netherworld

A highbrow, illustrious land is the World of Nether

Everyone there is so suave, and they dress up all in leather

They allow none in their club but the best of the best

If you don't meet the highest standards, then you're just "the rest."

If you're not the cream of the crop, then all shoulders turn to ice

If you aren't the properest of proper, the reception won't be nice

No weirdos, rejects or freaks will the Netherworld allow

You won't even get in the door unless you're the highest of highbrow

Everyone in the Netherworld is so sophisticated

If you're even second best, be prepared to be underrated

You must dress up every day in your finest of attire

They serve only brie and melba toast while angels play the lyre

If you're looking for a place that loves the oddballs and the freaks

Keep on looking, Loser, the Netherworld allows no geeks

Since you'll be rubbing shoulders with the finest of the fine

Be sure to bring lots of money so you can buy the finest wine

You thought that Heaven had high standards, well the Netherworld has higher

For the minorest of faux pas, you'll be thrown into the fire

It's a green and pleasant land, except nothing's green or pleasant

If your blood isn't the bluest blue, you'll be treated like a peasant

And now I've told my story about this terrible place

If you even look like riff or raff, you'll be thrown out on your face

The Netherworld's the kind of place where no-one can have fun

I'm such an awful liar, t'is time for me to cut and run

~Gunnar~

This poem lives up to the Burlesque style, as it flies in the face of facts that have been previously established. In our mythology, the Netherworld is actually a very accepting place and is home to all variety of rejects from all over the Multiverses.

Please visit Undead in the Netherworld and enjoy prose in the Burlesque tradition as well. It's irreverent, it's ridiculous, and it's just how we like it!

A is for Acrostic

An Acrostic poem is a poem in which each line begins with a letter of a given word or words.

Here is my effort, summing up how I feel of late; how I've felt for a long time, if the truth were to be told.

Working For a Less Than Living

 ******

Tired, so tired, of working each week

Only to have it all gone in a flash

Industrious me, and yet what is it worth?

Lost to the tax man, the holder of the inflated mortgage, the high cost of living

Lies I tell myself to get through the week

About someday getting to the top

Belief is gone, yet I fool myself

Only to turn around and do it all over again

Reaching for a dream I can never achieve

Dreams are for the young and the foolish

Reason is too dismal to contemplate

Unless miracles happen, and they usually don't

Death is the only way out

Gainful employment is an oxymoron

Eventually we all must pay the piper

~Faith~

Here is a cool list of poetry styles.