Poem

[Brooke AC]

He can’t bear it.

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

If he falls, things could get grizzly.

[Jeff Ross]

Trying to think of a good way to fur-ther this string of puns.

[Jeff Ross]

(Bear with me: There should have been an ellipses at the end of my last remark, not a period.)

[Dawn]

It would certainly be more grammatically correct, because you have a clawse and not an actual sentence.

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

Whoa, how did that not dawn on me?

[Dawn]

I guess I rose to the challenge first.

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

…?

[Masøn M.]

Perhaps she is making another “Dawn” pun, implying that she ‘rose’ to the challenge first, awfully similar to the sun rising at Dawn each day…

[Masøn M.]

I felt really smart just now…

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

Ah, that’s probably what she meant.

[Poulet Frit]

(You are smart, mason)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

Trube.

[Masøn M.]

Eh, more or less I s’pose…

[Poulet Frit]

Mason. No. Take the compliment. Believe it. Say thank you if you want, that part isn’t necessary.

[Masøn M.]

Okay. Thank you.

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

Everybody’s smart. Though I guess then nobody is.

[Poulet Frit]

Not true. Everyone is smart about and good at different things. I’m smart when it comes to taxes, not so much when it comes to………..anything else.

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

Well right, that’s what I meant.

[Jeff Ross]

I return to this thread to find that Josiah broke the string of puns. I’m disappointed, but at least I know that it wasn’t a break of Dawn’s. 😀

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

Yup, I did. I couldn’t figure out what Dawn meant and how it was a relevant pun.

[Jeff Ross]

Josiah didn’t get my “break of dawn” pun? Son, rise to the occasion next time and respond with a pun of your own, please.

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

Whoops. Burnout, I guess.

[Jeff Ross]

Did my sunrise pun not Dawn on you either, or is “burnout” a pun somehow?

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

It was a really lame pun. Because the sun is a big ball of fire and burns things.

[Jeff Ross]

Oh. I saw “burnout” and thought, “Isn’t that a pun for dusk rather than Dawn?” I’m starting to run out of puns though. I might go into early mourning.

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

It wasn’t very good.

[Brooke AC]

I forget if we had another thread for poetry (not haiku though), but I had to let my mind flow for a while, came up with this, and wanted to share it.

sooo

[Brooke AC]

Imagine an ocean of clouds
Off the shore of wooden beads
Stars swimming through
Their light brightening and dimming
As they jump and dance
Above the ocean, books fly
The crinkle of the pages soft but steady
The sun of autumn leaves beats down
Each piece holds fire in its fragility
Gracing the pages of the books
Landing softly on the clouds
Gently moved toward the shore
As time goes on, the beads are covered
Shrouded in the sun-leaves
If one were to step foot there,
What would be the sound?
The beads sliding underneath
Shifting the ground in just a touch
The cracking fiery pieces of sky
Deafening sounds in the silence
If one were to venture into the sea,
What would be the feeling?
The calmness in the clouds
Through the rolling formations
The gentleness of the stars
Warmth gliding past
Does more dwell below?

[Brooke AC]

I may add to it.

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