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Homonym Poem

SPOT THE HOMONYMS For the Homonyms are full of spots! We were young and wore black During the war we were under attack We wear bright clothes now Where were we? I thought we were the prey But now where do I go to pray? The enemy was there all the time Is it true they’re so different? Are we their enemies too? Am I allowed to scream aloud? I’ve seen the scene and it doesn’t make sense Use your senses, can you hear me here? The son was born under the sun As the band was banned for being too loud Now we sit stationary working to pay tax In an office filled with stationary hanging notes with tacks My throat was hoarse as I rode the horse On the road to get the plain old plane across the plane to the sea I didn’t see that the cereal I ate was cheap The serial numbers I read made the birds cheep I groan and groan now I’m fully grown The bold man bowled his final ball As the lady danced at the fancy ball Then they got together and ate at eight On the fifteenth storey they read the story About the man without soul who savored his meat, a juicy steak And maybe they will meet a savior nailed to a stake by the soles of its feet. The Jew licked the dew from the grass As he waited for the money that was due I don’t want to go any farther Father It’s not my job to find the source of the tomato sauce. I’d rather eat my mousse with this hairy moose Who knows how big is the nose of a goose? Hopefully the knight will save us from this dreadful night. I read the red book while all the rest took a rest. It’s not my role to continuously roll down hill Just because I never paid the bill for the birds broken bill I sighed as the hare with the long hair rolled to its side So I made the maid alter her plans as she approached the alter I can walk very far because I’ve got big feet Which really isn’t such an amazing feat? He was in a fell mood as he fell of his seat But he’ll surely heal when they fix his broken heel. All I really want is a piece of peace The bee just wants to be while all we want is to go for a wee You were right to write that letter to complain about the missing letter I mean if you miss out the H from where how would they know where we were No they wouldn't know, so it just goes to show. Are you going to the animal circus show too? I went and thought it was great but my friend thought is started to grate I fed the camel a carrot but it nearly ate my 16 carat ring, then i was fed up. And the pores on my skin opened up as the tiger paused standing on its paws.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 7/29/2014 3:02:00 PM
Hi Steve...very nice poem...enjoyed reading...Noelle
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