Poetry meets jazz

Imagine poetry that implies words, fragments, concepts...perhaps to the point where the listener supplies their own synonyms for the implied meanings, and where one combination of those synonyms might produce a rhyming scheme. The problem with this is that one has to use common sayings, so there is a limited amount of material to work with, in even smaller combinations. Also, there is the idea of making the poetry make sense without the listener supplying the implied meaning, opening up the idea that the poem would have two meanings. Obvious and hidden. Uh, obviously.

Let's see if I can cobble something up here, no rhyme...

Every Man shall not live by bread, but that's the way the cookie/ Frailty thy name is Hell, hath no fury like a woman.

There. Very basic, and very incoherent on the face of it. But containing a simple message for those that parse. "Alone crumbles woman scorned."

Or

Over spilt milk, cite scripture for his purpose/ A book by it's cover, the best things in life.

This gets us...ummm: "Cry the devil can, don't judge, free." That is, that's what you get if you're feeling nice about it. :-)

This would take quite a bit of time to get used to, me thinks. With a promise of limited returns. Ah, well.