In honor of National Poetry Writing Month, I'm bringing back a Friday tradition. Bouts Rimés means "rhymed ends" in
French and is a game or challenge where one person (me) makes a list of
rhymed words and others (you) write the lines that end with those
rhymes, in the same order in which they were given. It was known as
Crambo in English and was quite popular in the eighteenth and nineteenth
centuries. Will you help me bring back this hip historical habit?
Graffiti art in the Santa Barbara Funk Zone
Curve
Beach
Pier
Swerve
Reach
Peer
Above are the words.
Get writing rhyme nerds!
There will be no winner. This is just for fun
and the joy of rhyming a smile for everyone.
The shoreline arched into a curve.
ReplyDeleteIt stretched forever, this favoured beach.
A periodic fishing pier.
Blissful swimmers, the jet-ski's swerve.
Just several inches out of reach.
Irritating every Peer.
Those darn jet skiers! :P Fun poem. :)
Deletethe moon, the earth, the Curve
ReplyDeletewhere the water dances with the Beach
backed up to the Pier
the Swerve
the Reach
& you, my Peer
Beautiful :)
DeleteHere's mine:
ReplyDeleteIt faces South, thanks to the curve -
a most peculiar beach -
as the lanky wooden pier
prods the shore's smooth swerve
changing the length waves can reach
when battling their peers.
Nice poem. At least there are no bullies on your beach. LOL
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