Anyone fancy a Cinquain? For the uninitiated, an American form of poem based on Haiku with a definite format:
The first line is one word giving the title. It has 2 syllables. The second line has 4 syllables (normally 2 words) that describe the title. The third line has 6 syllables that express an action, usually 3 words. The fourth line has 8 syllables that express a feeling (4 words). The fifth line is 1 word. It has 2 or 3 syllables. The number of words can be discretionary.
Confused? Well here's an example:
Station
Oxford Circus
Enter carefully please
Why's it always so busy here?
Tourists
But I'm sure you can do much better.... Winning move is Crescent.
And so it begins...
Botherer - Well, I'll start with a topic close to all of our hearts...
Drinking Rosie -
Life seems better Raak -
Let's have another one Software -
Before the pub calls last orders Raak -
Insert them everywhere! Raak - (Imagine a pair of bold tags.)
Rosie -
I love the smell of naphthalene (Darren) Sounds like one of those dismal pointless company slogans, eg Surrey Police - "Nicking YOU".
Darren -
Willow walloping balls Botherer -
The beauty of looping googlies Tuj -
Mmhhmm, nice. I'm Julian, and this my friend Sandy
Raak -
Impose it at sword-point Software -
The wrong faith can bring death quickly Raak -
Solve problems best Kim -
Although not often together Darren -
Food for thought. (I know it's meant to be one word, but this seemed to fit better.)
Darren -
They put it in your ears Software -
And some on ladies' private parts Rosie -
Can be used as fashion statement (Softers) Only 5 syllables - you need a cup of coffee. :-)
Darren -
They freeze altogether Software -
Making it hard to wear your bra (Rosie) in my world, tas-te has 2 sylables
Rosie -
Unladylike. (Softers) There's no polite answer to that. :-)
Rosie -
Hastily remove it Botherer -
Damn this black sweatshirt I'm wearing Darren -
Sorry to interrupt, but I've suddenly started reading these to the tune of Aphex Twin's "Beetles." This way madness lies. Software -
like polka dot. putting that to bed
Rosie -
Goal! Scorer removes shirt. Irouleguy -
Dull Midlands town Botherer] Have you been away?
ZK -
Too much pie, sat on his football Rosie -
Allow them to ripen in desperation; this game is moribund. Raak -
Dark in here...
Endgame Irouleguy -
It's Michael Howard's end
"Are you cinquain what we're cinquain?"sorrysorrysorrycouldn'tresistit Tuj -
Said with two syllables Software -
artist, formerly known as prince? Simons Mith -
Spoooooooooooooooons That ought to be long enough to count as two syllables.
Raak -
The peak of civilisation Raak -
Spooöns: the fundamental particles of spoo. Rosie -
Ferrous. (Raak) So a logon is an individual dead bacterium or particle of fibre.
Tuj -
Can we kill this one? Raak - [Tuj] Seconded.
Time's up! Botherer -
Thankyou very much for playing Irouléguy -
Pleasant journeys, happy landings Raak - As the winning move is set to something that could be a last line, here's a last first line:
Mornington Botherer -
Northern Line wake and stretch Chalky -
To early morning sounds of the
Crescent Audience -
*shouts, screams, generally goes wild for Chalky* Chalky - sorry - didn't play the game at all, but everyone seemed willing to put it to bed and I needed a space for a new game ...
This is the end of the line. There is no more.