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BONTOS - Volume 15 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.
From a dishonest chap Unaware the deception Lies in my direction ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Pies reheating, Simple Simon Let them burn to try the fireman Fireman tries but can save nought Starving can be food for thought ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I pulled on my ear In order to hear Silence. Delight! Unplugged is quiet ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I punctured my lips To store used paper clips Effect like a punk Don't hoard old junk! ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I placed my feet high To walk on the sky Skipped over some nimbus Life's pleasures are simplest ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I quaffed wine on credit Escapist? You said it! Consumed much with laughter You pay morning after. ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Bontos in sand To try my hand Writing's urgent Tides are insurgent ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Bontos in sand To try my hand Drain the brain Go against the grain ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Pills in my shoe Contraceptive clue Biased my synopsis Blame a limp hypothesis ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I killed a man In drama you can The audience were glad It's nice knowing who's bad ŠAdam Pirani & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I got rid of the Queen For an ace I had seen My hand beats the rest Risk good to achieve best ŠAdam Pirani & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I pored over lies To identify spies The plots were exciting Know by the handwriting ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I offered bananas To placate pirahnas They ate, my leg hurt Don't start with dessert ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I bandaged my girth As a matter of mirth Expectant paths Create belly-laughs ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 My axons get tangled When thoughts are re-angled Straighten out a good deal Make thoughts unreel ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I failed at lambada Because it was harder Broke both legs as such Don't dance with your crutch ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I feathered my horse As a joke, of course New Pegasus annointed Be frequent flyer pointed ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 My ears and eyes fuse From way too much booze I hear but don't listen Seek hard what you're missin' ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I halved my pride For humility's ride Meekness is improvable Egos are removable ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I threw away my training Because it was constraining Promote deductive health Figure it out yourself ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I pulled apart my car To fix the bumper bar Mechanical thrift discover There's always bits left over ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I made fish confetti To scatter from the jetty A catch arrived below Reap and ye shall sow ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I swam over ropes To fill Olympic hopes For lap counts in the water Widths, not lengths, are shorter ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I questioned this Bible Suspect it unreliable Hebrew-Greek is weird The Apocrypha's disappeared! ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Nero plays with fire Intrigued by the pyre Nero never learned Fiddling gets you burned ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I took my accordian apart To see why it wouldn't start The squeeze-box now is history Some things are best left a mystery ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Fed cat books to hound As a meal profound To my dog's discomfiture Avoid kitty-litterature ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Bob fried fruit To fuel a dispute Inflated matter Sides get fatter ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I collapsed my head To slide under the bed Stupid, I confess What's hidden is a mess ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I swam to Bristol From threat of a pistol In hands of extorter Legs go to water ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I used sauce from Worcestershire To soothe aching blisters here It's not the best ploy Try sauce from Soy ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I punched an archangel For face re-arrange-al Valhalla ring bout Pursue the knock-out! ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I silenced a necromancer To view his exotic dancer She didn't believe what I said Avoid jobs for the brain-dead ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 New star sign resplendence For test tube descendants This symbol ignores sex The new star sign's Pyrex ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 An Astrolabe I turn To find where stars burn Stars move a lot Don't lose the plot ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Confucius played axiom designer To make lessons from the one-liner For aphoristic rapport A bonto's wisdom's in four ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Bob showed assuidity To decrease vapidity Verbosity encumbers There's still strength in numbers ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I commandeered a sheep To count before my sleep What followed was the flock Don't bleat about your luck ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Paid lots for holidays Enticed by sun's warm rays A perfect weather display Save for a rainy day ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Bob passed 'round the plate To collect funds for his mate They split the tidy sum Collect some momentum! ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I pulled weeds from my hair So nothing else was there Extraction premature Baldness has no cure ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Put donuts on my ears To smell them there for years It seems I got it wrong Most good things don't last long ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I misdirected cars To bend their bumper bars Parking lots of mistakes Life's full of lucky brakes ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I decomposed a symphony To see the notes in harmony Underneath it's not triadic Dissonance works when sporadic ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I put a chainsaw through my arm To see if I could withstand harm The chainsaw's harder now to clasp Attempt things that improve your grasp ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I voted for an anarchy To overturn democracy Without elections I have learned Decision's yet to be returned ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Collected many bontos To feed to all my brontos Makes dinosaurs poetic There's wisdom in the epic ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Tore pants on fence Leaped in defence Missed by a mile Try for more stile ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Caught frogs from the sky Attempting to fly Vernal, supernal, Hope springs eternal ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Whipped my best steed A horse racing deed Lost badly on course Don't flog a dead horse ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Ironed as a gesture To improve my vesture In creases my loathing No man's made by clothing ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Mixed water and methylate To prove they stay separate They mixed partially Accept what can't be ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Cooked bullets in a cake To prove that I could bake Good recipe but dead end Don't aim for ideas leadened ŠSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 |