Hello, Poets! Our first Blockchain Poem Thread went very well, so I figured we would make it an ongoing theme. We made 16 blocks last time and Block 16 was @hamsterpoweriii's first published stanza in English! The overall participation was great. I would have liked to make all of the contributor beneficiaries of this post, but the rewards are likely to be very little. So instead, I will make the author of the last block, @hamsterpoweriii, the 50% beneficiary of this post. Over time, I hope to build the community account to a level which allows it to reward good engagement, but until then, this will have to do.
Greetings, Blockchain Poets! This is a little idea to help spur a little more engagement. I've had the idea for a while. It was inspired by blockchain technology and how blocks are built. If you don't know what I'm talking about, I'll try to explain without getting too technical.
This is meant to be overly simple and not an actual explanation.
The blockchain saves data in chunks called blocks. It makes these blocks one at a time. After each block is made, the first thing it does is read that block and makes a short summary or assessment of it called a hash. The hash is the first piece of data in the next block. So each block has a piece of the previous block in it.
The Blockchain Poem
So as you might have guessed by now, I thought it might be fun for us to create a poem based on the same principle. Instead of a summary for a hash, we would use poetic interpretation or inspiration to continue the string. The end result is an epic blockchained poem forever containing pieces of all of us.
- The first stanza will be the last block from the previous thread.
- Subsequent stanzas will be submitted in a reply to this post
- Each stanza will be 4 lines long
- A single author can't write more than two consecutive stanzas in the same day.
- Each stanza must start with some aspect of the previous stanza or block in the first line. It can be a word, a concept, or line, or just about anything related to the previous block.
- (Optional) Tag one of your favorite authors to contribute a stanza
Block 16 (1st stanza)
True artists are a rather strange group..
way too often, they even miss a warm soup.
Living in the streets; painting, dancing, singing.
on a generous hand, their bellies are clinging.
I'm going to tag some folks who I think might enjoy this challenge and help to kick things off. In accordance with rule 6, feel free to do the same.
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