…with Gary Moss

Archive for the ‘Scrabble Poems’ Category

If anything here moves or inspires you to compose a ‘scrabbleku’ of your own, post it as a comment. I can’t be the only one who is crazy enough to write these kind of things.
(1)
An opening bingo
A feeling of power
U U I I lose.

(2)
Wood tiles and sand timers
Packed in a box.
Memories of Butts.

(3)
Germs on hands
Hands in bags
Challenge the thoughtlessness.

(4)
The count down clock
lacks the drama
of fallen flags.

(5)
Sure can spell,
sure can’t add,
Hold.

(6)
Grungy tile bags
May be the source:
Swine Flu.
~Gary Moss 5.5.09

Sometimes ‘Less’ is ‘More’. Every poet knows it. The ‘sloganist’ knows it too.
Try these on for size. Then, if so moved, create some of you own ‘just for the fun of it’.

Any Time, Any Place, Bingo

Does You Does, or Does You Don’t Take Bingo?

I’m not just the Bingo, I’m a Member

We’ll leave the Bingo On for you

Got A Bingo? You’re in luck.

More Bingo Please

Say it with Bingo

Life Should Taste As Good As A Bingo

They’re Yummy For Your Bingo

Dial Down the Bingo

The Real Smell Of Bingo

The Future’s Bright. The Future’s Bingo.

We bring the good bingo to life.

Any of the above could be the slogan to promote the wonderful learning tools that help serious scrabble players expand their vocabularies at JFTSOI. http://web.mac.com/jftsoi/www.wordgifts.net/BOOKMARKS.html

( 1 )

Synonym, wordfreak my son John

went to bed with his thinking cap on.

One verb off, a noun right-on

Homonym, Exonym my son John.

 

Acronym, Toponym my son Paul

went to bed with his nightlight in the hall.

One book read the others in the hall

Paronym, Metonym my son Paul.

 

Retronym, Caconym my gal Jane

went to bed, creativity all a-drain

Dreamt new visions, she never could explain

Hyponym, Allonym my gal Jane

 

Cryptonym, Paronym my friend Tim

went to bed with the covers hiding him.

Swallowed by his blanket, never seen again

Autonym, Antonym my friend Tim

 

( 2 )

Lou and Lee went to the club

to kick some ass with verbiage

Lou drew all vowels, was disemboweled

requiring a footlong bandage.

 

Davy watched his rating soar

then bragged to every newbie

He hit some bumps and took his lumps

and ended up in juvie.

Linda got some brand new tiles

and set them on the table.

Her best friend Joyce stole the ‘Q’

as soon as she was able.

 

Dan studied twos till he was blue

then took a two-week rest

Lost to a newbie just last night

I guess he failed his test.

 

Lynn learn some words that seemed absurd

and plays them when she can

She kicked my butt and won the prize

For now she is ‘THE MAN’.

 

Ron has trouble with the clock

He plays as slow as a snail

No matter how good a wordsmith,

Too slow will equal fail.

 

Sue has awful penmanship

can’t read a thing she scribbles.

Sort of like, the front of her dress

where she often dribbles.

 

(Names have been changed 

  to protect the innocent.)