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BONTOS - Volume 21 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.
What's the point in acting like a child Now he's not sure how to take me Practise the shrug,it helps your stability İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He wronged me severely, so I smiled What's the point in acting like a child Now he's not sure how to take me Practise the shrug,it helps your stability İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I'm going to build a bed in the air a bed on stilts I do declare this creates more space in a tiny room lateral thinking causes a creative boom İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I'm going to build a bed in the air a bed on stilts I do declare this will create more space in a tiny room lateral thinking triggers a creation boom İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Visit Peter crunching backs It's because he chiropracts Spine alignment? Have no doubt! It's a pleasure going out! İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A building with an open top The sky and light thus not stopped Rain dampens the intention Halfway is not good invention İJames Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Cellular strangled the executive Caught by the network connective Deceased, she now has some rest With technology some are obsessed İJames Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A book with no word World 'reading' not deterred To most it made no sense Just pictures; no inference İJames Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Criminals want to do good For example Robin Hood Money is thus spread thinly Wealth's apex is often viewed dimly İJames Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I tried to ring God on the telephone Directory enquiries might know of his home no help was forthcoming same with the church when you need a public servant he'll leave you in the lurch İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The Happiness Purpose became my way I practised pages 238-9 every single day somehow de Bono recoded my mind negative emotions leave you so unkind İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I asked for help from a mad march hare he was saner than I , I do declare he opened my eyes, helped me find bliss sometimes to hit the target you have to miss İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 surrounded by a sea of people but isolated the bubble of kinship has finally deflated now I have time to focus on the wise people almost always tell you lies İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I've drowned in a sea of information after asking a question about my creation conflicting opinions fight to be right listen to your heart it leads to in-sight İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The fabric of my reality has split assunder none of it was real so it's not such a wonder I'm learning that thought is as real as stone thinking needs feeling your heart needs to roam İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 When blind and deaf I can hear and see if you want to know more ask Maharaji slowly I'm feeling the soft kiss of joy the man has lost sight of the little boy İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Working hard doing nothing, in bed helping things reorganise in my mad head soon I will rise with new insights creative thinking is such a delight İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 How to have peace when you want a revolution de Bono's yellow book will help bring a solution individuals are working towards this goal we need a revolution led by men with soul İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I have a Master but I am free he wants nothing from me, but to be the Master gives and I receive a real Master cannot deceive İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Sometimes nature talks to me our feelings mix so subtlely if I listen I learn something new life's a teacher whatever your view İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 To me death is a constant reality I've come too close, repeatedly it's taught me to value every second I get soon you will die, that's a sure bet İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A hard cold man who feels so much with his real self he has lost touch outward cool, inner torture and despair will man finally forget how to care İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 My leg finally fell off, I was pleased for years it had hurt, it was badly diseased with a false leg I could dance once again sometimes sacrifice can lead to gain İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I loved life, so I set myself alight my inner fire has grown so bright like a torch it lights my way to peace keep looking "in" until your hearts cease İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I'm a pacifist who wants, full on, revolution the open hand represents a positive solution no blood no guns no bombs just thought if you're not the enemy, you won't be sought İShaun Hopkins & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 AV found his thrill Pursuing free-will Mystical union bliss! Some things are too good to miss İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The Buddha came back To get man back on track He founded a new college Wise men always seek Knowledge İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He applied information For inner transformation The proof was in the doing Wisdom is worth pursuing İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He stopped at the Wicket Gate And saw the Buddha Designate The Master gave Knowledge out Recognition removes doubt İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He made a decision To ignore derision He followed it through Do what you have to do İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He always concentrated When life made him frustrated It helped his self-possession Resist black mood expression İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He practised veneration For self-regeneration His thirst for Knowledge grew The Master's word is true İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He practised devotion To improve his emotion The sun shone brightly inside In the Light, darkness can't hide İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dick slipped on a banana An accident, or karma? Now he's in a wheelchair Attend to your future care İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The Buddha wrote a book So we fools could take a look The story is anti-suicide Choose life and enjoy the ride İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A man just blows out his brain To relieve a mighty pain A tortured soul with no voice Suicide is not a choice İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A Happiness Purpose he Gained from reading E.de B. A message he's proclaiming Read Ed's 'Practice and Training' İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dick organises his days To avoid the urge to laze If just idle, Dick's soul bleeds Balance, conscious effort needs İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Appreciation action Produces good reaction Beauty within the soul lies Admire with your own eyes İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dick tries to be receptive To make him more effective He uses Six Hats and PO Open minds restrain ego İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dick tries to practise PO To make ideas flow He gets a bit inspired New skills must be acquired İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dick makes efforts not to swear To make him more self-aware A stronger Will is Dick's prize Controlling actions is wise İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dick places his attention To avow his intention He's wiser with a Third Eye You can stop your thoughts if you try İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dick shrugs at pleasure and pain For equanimity gain His inner life's more stable Be tranquil if you're able İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dick is overwhelmed with joy His Redeemer's loving ploy Dick expresses gratitude Knowledge eschews platitude İPaul Scott & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A dog played castanets To irritate his vets Ensues a long discussion Never play percussion İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A dog played a castanet To try distract his vet One click removed his part Rhythm requires art İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A dog once made a threat To contradict his vet One snip left him neuter Don't dispute your tutor İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A Zen monk took half measures To half indulge his leisures I half applaud him napping The sound of one hand clapping İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I put soap inside my beer So its head would bring me cheer Thum folk thay I've gop no nouth Don't go frothing at the mouth İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A lousy comic stopped A brick on his head's dropped Aphasia has struck Some strokes provide us luck İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A gnostic failed to explain The problem lies in his brain His worldly view's not growing Some things are beyond knowing İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 A sophist cited truths As bunkum held no proofs His friends were quite ecstatic It pays to be pragmatic İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I drank whisky from my shoe It seemed logical to do I became all leather-faced Don't consume a drink that's laced İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I tackled the bookstore Get book with poetry galore Time filling enjoyment Poetry is passive fulfilment İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I gave away millions To help my minions My soul is richer Giving goes further İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Women for internet mail Men are too frail Two sexes better than one Differences make for fun İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Asian crisis Confidence oasis He looses, he wins Money has sins İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Be bopped Lula Tried to woo her Mateship woes Respect thy foes İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Sam slept on the hard floor Instructed by wife Eleanor He did not catch her cold Forewarned is to be foretold İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Monica's memory is blind Her image she cannot find He's right,she's right,both fight Love not at first sight or bite İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He walked on water From Sicily to Malta He got his feet wet Travel dry by Jet İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Sent cloth to tailor To become a sailor Uniform did not fit Do not be a misfit İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Do the crime Show your slime To all some sadness Some actions are madness İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Feel the punishment but commit the Crime Aiming for courage but showing your slime To victims and your family there is sadness In retrospect crime is socciety madness İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He crawled on concrete Due to bloated feet The pain made him shout Anyone can get gout İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The street thug did mellow He had become an old fellow Wisdom now comes quickly Do your plans more than weekly İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He drank upside down To hide his frown The drink flowed up All drinkers, bottoms up İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 The Tibetan monk did bellow To greet a mysterious fellow The fellow did leave quickly Meet people more than weekly İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Painted all my fingers So that my image lingers The coloured paint did stay Showing off does not pay İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Eat a small bat To loose body fat Makes you very sick Good food is to lick İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dance with Nostrafu To become a new you Day sleep, night drink Never dance before a think İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Ate a small freckly frog At a picnic in the smog My face turned a bit green Never eat slimy food unseen İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Buy an acre of planet Mars Investment by the stars In a century, money doubles Long term has its troubles İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I wrote bontos in delight To waste half the day and night They take ages to refine Be creative by design İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I wrote bontos night and day To improve my verbal play They get worse ; what rotten luck! Best intentions come unstuck İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I tried bontos in the shower To improve my mental power There's no output to behold Hot ideas can soon go cold İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Steve put bontos down his pants (Thinks his profile will enhance) He's mistaken in this game Things return from whence they came İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Bonto's first line is quite weird To be swallowed and not jeered Later outcomes may bring laughs Humour melds divergent paths İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Bonto's second line explains To resolve the first line's pains Bonto structure has evolved What's bizarre can be resolved İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Bontos' third lines finalise To resolve their enterprise Now the meaning seems all right Logic's witnessed in hindsight İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Bonto's fourth line stands alone As a maxim on its own Often it is second-guessed Wisdom is but folly blessed İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 My wife made me lay pavers Her hormones yield such favours The flowers stuck in the pavements Don't mess with dried arrangements İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I sat beneath a clethra Of leaves it has a plethora With fronds it's fairly burdened Enjoy a haven verdant İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I think I'm quite hooked, I'm sure I write bontos, more and more Let de Bono's motto stand Be creative on demand. İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I'm stuck with this bonto's rhyme Rhythm makes it hard each time Syllables to seven add Bonto rhythm's really bad İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I crushed an anacrusis To fix this rhyme's abuses It comes good via detrition Bad bontos find perdition İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 She struck him with an ice-pick She thought it was a nice trick He seemed a good magician Cadavers raise suspicion. İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I like words like rhythm, That carry rhythm with'em. So for rhythm in your rhyming, The secret's in the timing. İJim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Dip your Bonto in water And make it look shorter. To ignore this advice You must be concise İJim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 If you drink your coffee neat, Lesser mortals can't compete. So decafinate your prose, May you with the saints repose. İJim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Descartes thought he had it sussed Dualism was a 'must' Nowadays who gives a damn I stop thoughts therefore I am. İJim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I recited "Twelfth Night" fast So just one night it would last Found the going very hard Thou shalt not abridge "The Bard" İSteve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Sam slept on a bed of nails To escape the garden snails It took his mind off other pains In agony there are gains İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 He danced with Medusa To try to seduce her He got turned into stone If you risk it, don't moan İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Sally smacked her mother-in-law To Kill a mosquito on her jaw Physical action without a fight A common foe makes things right İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Ate some garden dirt Was not really alert Stomach did rumble Eyes closed = trouble İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Smelled a sound When I hit the ground I fell asleep in a heap Look before you leap İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I kicked a brick To uncover a stick I hurt my toe bone Leave well enough alone İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I soaked a nest with water To make the wasp nest falter A wasp stung me in return Do not destroy without concern İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 Peter won't write a Bonto It's his favourite motto He'll never create the 3rd line Never say never in a boss's reign İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I walked up a tree To feel more free My bare feet bled Better dream in bed İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I hid in nearby lair When chased by a bear The angry bear passed by Hiding is a sweet good bye İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I gift wrapped a Shelton Pony A special present for Tony The child now has a companion You can have fun with a stallion İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 At his insult I did blink It was not worth a think I shrugged and walked away Ignoring egotists does pay İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 At the lady I did wink Ensured she did not think Her emotions ran wild Feelings are not mild İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 I fought with Bontos In a contest in Toronto Battle of wits is interesting Let your mind play and sing İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997 She uncried her tears Free her from her fears She put joy in her vacuum Try making your life bloom İTony Stagnitta & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1997
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