The Bonto is a new formal type of poetry for use on the net.
There are four lines in each poem.
Rhyming is aa bb.
Syllables: as yet undecided (5, 6 or 7)
Content:
He jumped out the window
To make his pain go.
Then ended up paralyzed;
Now was that so wise?
© Michael Gintowt & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
We tried to compose a poem
for reasons completely unknown.
It jiggled our brains surprisingly,
leaving us wondering - wisingly?
© Michael Gintowt & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
He stared at the sun
Out of loving fun.
He burned out his eyes,
He crazy or wise?
© Michael Gintowt & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Curving torso of 'Blue Nude'
New dream by the Fauvy dude
There's nothing to be told
Get it before getting old
© Jukka Kukkonen & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
I don't do as others do
If I don't then don't you
Although you'll be a freak
A freak is unique
© Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
I stole my best friend's missus
With chocolate and kisses
Now she's fat and forty
You pay for being naughty
© Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
He showed that wrong was not wrong
By making the weaker view strong
And his reputation grew
Things can be more or less true
© Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Yeltsin looked 'confused'
That's the term the papers used
I spat and shouted "Strewth!"
What's true is never the truth.
© Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
"Bonto" cried the wild parrot
when I's eating my carrot
I did "bonto PO rabbit"
Ruminating's a habit
© Lucas Gonzales Santa Cruz & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Lucas PO'd a bunny
To make his bonto funny
Convention he'll defy
Some concepts multiply
© Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
I flew the coop
to get the poop
face to face talk
Can't always walk
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Grounded awaiting clearance
No trouble by all appearance
Air traffic control was viral
Better safe than in peril
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Free beer on domestic flight
I guess to subdue our fright
Now all of us have to pee
Compensation is never free
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
I was trapped by screaming infant
Trade my window seat in an instant
Finally able to access lavatories
Changed habits follow painful stories
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Crying baby sucks in air
Vocal beat of sharp despair
Giving us bad twelve bar news
Sounds of pain give me the blues
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Island tethered to mainland
Knowing http command
With links you'll not isolate
Find reason to celebrate
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
All wild life is life tame
The same nature we came
Forgotten the wisdom
It is not Man's KINGdom
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
See the normal weirdos
Learn the mind control doze
The odd reach their limit
Rebels too, dim emit
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Cut the tree for more fruit
Leaving more for the root
Buds nipped more branching
Step back for advancing
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Clowns without gravity
New kind of levity
Smiles floated a stipend
Invention from intend
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
The plastic pear was not sweet
Though it looked tasty to eat
Left only indigestion
First sight is just suggestion
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Two shoes with no soles
Worn out, full of holes
Skin now callous, tough
Time's often enough
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
A flawless defection
Pursuit of perfection
No time now to finish
Work, plans will diminish
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Took aspirin for cancer
Rid the pain, the answer
Died despite all the pills
Symptom's cure may keep ills
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Trapped by the opening
Options not alluring
Worn track's a sticky sap
Success can form a trap
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Onions make you smile
Tears of joy fumes rile
Once cooked bring pleasure
Change becomes treasure
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Notebook pc on my wrist
convenience takes on new twist
never need a piece of paper
Digital tools will ever taper
© Jim Handyside & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
I can turn black into white
But I need a lot of light
And it might make you blind.
To change the world, change your mind.
© Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
If you cook his perceptions
To win his affections
They will call him hen-pecked.
Love is based on respect.
© Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Some areas interesting;
Hurry up confirming.
T-shirts in japanese?
Bontos are a Team-tease.
© Jukka Kukkonen & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998
A bonto a day,
keeps the Dr away.
Bontos are good for you,
the structure is a clue.
© Jukka Kukkonen & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998
Posted a bonto a day,
to keep the Dr away.
Bontos are good for us,
simplicity is a plus.
© Jukka Kukkonen & Edward de Bono Creative Team 1998
I tasted lemon curd
At the sight of the word
And came close to starvation
Learn discrimination
© Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Romeo had zits
And it tested his wits
He used darkness as cover
Thought, not looks, makes a lover.
© Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
Death wore Calvin Klein
(That's death by design)
And looked good as he picked 'em
Don't be a fashion victim.
© Jim Duthoit & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998
I unwound toilet paper
It's wrapped round the grim reaper
He looks a tangled mess
Be flushed, but with success
© Steve Smith & Edward de Bono Creative Team
1998