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BONTOS - Volume 30 There are specific forms of poetry like Limericks, Haiku and the Malaysian Pantun. Each of these have a very formal structure as to number of lines, meter, syllables etc. The meaning is often also tightly prescribed - especially the Pantun.
The Bonto is a new formal type of poetry for use on the net.
To avoid so much thinking I lost a lot of life Drinking gives you strife © George Beacuchamp & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 <^\()/^> \/ \/ / \ `''`Spoke to an angel In writing a fable Kids enjoyed the story Dreaming can give glory © Tony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Looked for X T C Because C U C me Pleasures in X S More can be less © Tony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Drove Drawde's new car at the speed of light See what happens when you turn on the head lights Situation and rhyming is identical and relative Proton truths are secretive and seductive © Tony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Six thinking hats did I juggle, To get myself out of a muddle. My thoughts became crystal clear, De Bono Thinking: do not fear. © Peter Birch & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Six thinking hats I had to wear, When weighty problems made me dispair. Now I've time to sit and talk, Many hats make light work. © Peter Birch & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Elves attempt quadratic woe They hate mathematics so Numbers used a small amount It's the little things that count © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Bob sure hates set theory It leaves his brain quite weary Draws diagrams by Venn Think not what's where, but when! © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Bob would scratch and snort and grunt As a wild artistic stunt Grunting leads him into strife Art in some forms mimics life © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 St. Pancras was all a-din Folks there seeking insulin Far and wide the roamers Try avoid misnomers © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 I sniffed my eschscholzia It had grown inside a jar "Noah's nightcap" - funny name Could our parents be to blame? © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Arguments get tangled What's agreed gets mangled "Who said what to whom?" seeks facts Place no faith in most contracts © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Man by fire will still be burnt Time removes his lessons learnt Mankind's losses offset gains History's importance wanes © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 I went to the gallery Art exhibits thus to see Looking forward: garde-avant! Retrospectives often aren't © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Never mind old farmer Giles He'll cross fences without stiles Fences leapt: pastoral stunts! Guile is wit and art at once © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Author lifts the writing stakes Teenage crisis thus awakes J.D. Salinger espy Flog the Catcher in the Rye © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Star-crossed lovers cross their eyes Juliet - Romeo's prize Then for love they die (that's fate) Fifth act deaths are four acts late! © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Achilles rubbed his toe He tripped and caused this woe Such ligament dependence Don't snap Achilles' tendons! © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 I took taxis through the swamp Thought this an amusing romp Mildewed drivers curse and stamp Always look for rising damp © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 I deferred my birthday's date So it would be twelve months late Youthfulness comes from mistruth Years increase the quest for youth © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Bob the poet, scrawls in blood So the ideas fairly flood Good idea? Maybe not. Never fail to spot a clot. © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Bill the chef wears wetsuits. Why? So his apron will stay dry He can't work well fettered Appetites should be whetted © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Tony cooked his shoes on toast They are tastier than most In one sitting they're gulped whole Sometimes food's good for the sole © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Bob impaled the boring clown As his humour let him down Whereupon bystanders laughed Often accident is craft © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Mercury won't take the mail Venus pinched him on his tail Mars then steps in, sensing mirth Try to be more down to Earth © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 All my bontos broke the rules Poetry turns men to fools Way too many words in all Pride precedes poetic fall © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 I wrote bontos rather crude To prove I should be subdued Mild expletives hit the page Profane comments dull with age © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Put Viagra in my food To crisp salads limp as viewed Lettuce stiffens quite unchaste Some acts show a lack of taste © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 I withdrew each adjective To my bontos wisdom give Every bonto sounds the same Rose by any other name...? © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 I filled up with shiraz To improvise some jazz I played more loud than gentle Beware what's accidental! © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 Put words in parentheses To make readers notice these It's as if they're ten feet tall Understatement says it all © Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998 |
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