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BONTOS - Volume 1 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.
Each man thought "the other lies!" Yellow splatters covered both Well, all matters further growth. ©Robin Damion & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 the judge paid the villain for he stole a million all the villain could say crime does not pay ©Igshan Bodiat & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Take a seed and a shower Add some sun, get a flower. All this cause and effect Is it just intellect? ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The English love the rain, It allows them to complain. The sun makes you content, But rain is heavan sent. ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Two spies met on the bus, Their reasoning went thus: To meet so openly, Made them difficult to see. ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 When is victory defeat? When is either one complete? For however went life's game, The outcome is the same. ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A practical romantic, Married a pedantic. Though she thought true love absurd, She always kept her word. ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He'd the answers all down pat. This was this and that was that. Though his use of rhetoric, Made each one asymmetric. ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He crossed to France on a pogo stick To see if it would make him sick. He bore the flag above the waves: Britons never will be slaves! ©Richard Lubbock & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 They boiled their boots and socks in stew To clean them off and make them new. Alas! They found their footwear shrank: We only have ourselves to thank. ©Richard Lubbock & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I soaked my modem in the shower To see if it would sprout and flower. It liquefied and flowed away: I should have put it in a tray. ©Richard Lubbock & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I'm a king in a bedsit, And master of all of it. Why should I rule the nation, And get above my station? ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The red wine made him sober, When spilt on his pullover. Reality's intrusion Shattered his illusion. ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Digesting a book about happiness There is no sticking of sappiness What is left may be core What is less may be more ©David Arredondo & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I jumped into the sky To catch a piece of the pie The pie turned into gold It happens when you are bold ©Noa Davenport & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 ~Because it would not let her sleep. The ~sheep was served upon a plate. The ~lesson's, "Not to irritate." ©Phil Bachmann & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The ~clock struck 31 today. 'Cause it ~thought it would be fun that way. It's been ~replaced by one more contemplative. ~Clocks just shouldn't be creative. ©Phil Bachmann & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I ~sent today a dozen faxes, To the ~man in charge of reaping taxes. Now I ~have to pay them anyway. ~Bureaucrats will win the day. ©Phil Bachmann & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He ~threw his money down the drain. ~Because he liked to feel be pain. ~Addicted, he pursued those voices. These ~days we have too many choices. ©Phil Bachmann & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Is life a game of chance, Or configured like a dance? Is the biggest mystery, What we are or what we see? ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 They came all the way from mars, For a place to park their cars. When the landing was complete, We were buried in concrete. ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 She slept with her mobile, Her boyfriend was hostile, And he couldn't speak, When she was off-peak. ©Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Drink acid, she was told Vitamin C for her cold Disease meets its fate Research science is great ©Adam Pirani & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The man with six brains In six hats has trained He parallel-think finds Reprogram your minds ©Adam Pirani & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 She goes naked everywhere Babies often go bare The freedom is relaxing Post-childhood can be taxing ©Adam Pirani & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He raced at light speed His mind was his steed Now E is m times squared C How fine mind-modelling can be ©Adam Pirani & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He dropped out of college He had enough theory knowledge Now he's his own boss No operacy - your loss ©Adam Pirani & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The picture floated away for it was a rainy day. The picture never landed. Life is not even-handed ©Jon Jonas & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The wall then was bare with the picture not there. I put on fresh wallpaper, not a fun caper. ©Jon Jonas & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The book read itself; 'twas alone on the shelf. The book stayed quiet with no one to buy it. ©Jon Jonas & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The tree fell softly It did not sound awfully It did not hurt ears For no one was near. ©Jon Jonas & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 JP dyed blond hair green to be more visible and seen. Some said it looked nice. Most think bizarre a vice. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Colleen ate some soap She has given up all hope She frothed at the mouth. To go North don't go South. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Major tore his hair When faced with Tony Blair. He knew not what to do. With ideas more beats few. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Major tore out his hair When infuriated by Blair. He became very bald. Don't panic when stalled. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Nancy chews tea leaves Whenever she peeves. She becomes very tart. Sulking is an art. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Nancy cuddles the cat She always does that. The man feels jealous. Love should be zealous. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Mary ate some cake for she has belly-ache. She became very sick. Remedies are not quick. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Mary wanted a cuddle to help sort out a muddle. She felt happy and warm. Peace is good in a storm ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Pauline went to her shrink She said it helped her think. Together they made it worse. Over-analysis is a curse. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Edward can always make a bonto He's fast and quick and pronto. The results are quite bad. Worthy failure is so sad. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Edward can always make a bonto He's fast and quick and pronto. The results are quite good. To try can lead to could. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Edward stopped thinking cos it interfered with drinking His thoughts flowed faster. To relax is to master. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Kathy yelled at Max She enjoyed such attacks Max looked astounded Anger may be unfounded. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Max danced on the table to show that he was able The table soon gave way Show-off does not pay ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I kicked the cat again to test if I was sane The cat stalked away To ignore is the right play ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I sent a dozen faxes in anger over faxes Nothing happened at all Two need to play at ball ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 They bought chewing gum because it tasted of rum Too many got drunk Psycho effect of junk. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He put money down the drain because he enjoyed the pain. He became addicted to loss You can if you are boss. ©Edward de Bono & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 |
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