Best Bon Mot Poems

“Auld Lang Syne” - the most-sung New Year's Eve song

Courtesy Robert Burns
circa  (25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796)
the National Bard,
Bard of Ayrshire
and the Ploughman Poet.

Two hundred sixty one orbitz elapsed
since brief existence of aforementioned
Scottish poet and lyricist graced Earth,
yet his legacy unwittingly still
enshrined,...

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lifted

my words just barely dried
a poem appears in Spring
draws breath from a widow
close at hand, open to new 
worlds across the land.
gently are these bon mot 
teased into the silken air
escape capture on white 
sheets fly to the magnolia
in full bloom.  birdlike they preen,
cavort...

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The Pied Piper from New York City – Part One

Dare his name be said?
I say, of course, Yes! 

The Pied Piper, himself, is the man, the myth, the legend.
And they, the so-called incurious lot of the hoi polloi in
American society, are the ones who accept...

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When we drink, we get drunk. 
When we get drunk, we fall 
Asleep. When we fall a—
sleep, we commit no sin—
When we commit no sin,
we go to heaven. So—



Adapted from a bon mot of
George Bernard Shaw
6x6 square, math/poetry...

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A Coffee Merchant was the first man to find,
The corpse as he started off on his daily grind!
What he saw filtered through, so he had grounds
To send for the Police, to investigate what he'd found!

He’d found the corpse lying by the side of a well,
It...

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I tell you of a friend who's so fond of everything french
She didn't call her a frenchie when she saw one on a bench 

Her favorite food french fries and syruped french toast
She's been to lots of 'franchised' places including Ivory Coast. 

She eats à...

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headland harbored primitive biota abut
mint for exotic sole terrain sustaining 
sole terrain sustaining seeds, spores, spermatozoa, ova 
   seeds, spores, spermatozoa, ova , et cetera gut
preserved within mine follicular pores, sans

I secured per woof and meow wing warp organic matter
   heir...

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After becoming confident 
(das ernest frank gent) handled ignition
jerryrigged knobs, levers, motors, 
nameless other parts quintessentially,
set registers to “understand” vital www xy zone.
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A blitzkrieg capstone detonated explosive forcees
generating horrendous instantaneous jolt, 
Krakatoa lost mighty noise, 
outrageous phenomena qualified regarding
tremendous unearthly violent 
whiplashing xing yawping zeitgeist!
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Imagine;...

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Coal face 
disgrace 

Bad vibes 
from tribes

Dark art
at heart

Big deal
surreal

Uptight 
yeah right 

Sky high 
my eye

Who knew 
boohoo 

My god 
that’s odd

not half 
a laugh

High five 
alive 

Stock phrase 
daft craze 

Buzz word 
absurd 

Smart tek
brain wreck 

Sour pus
missed bus

High horse 
off-course 

Slow coach 
cockroach...

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(cuz ma life iz such a drag...
this toke kin “FAKE” hemp  
pyre aye roll out to you dear reader).

As a double jointed mathematical abbot 
and amateur chemist 
   specializing in cannabinoids
   my favorite delta-9-tetra
   hydrocannabinol (THC), 

 ...

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The hypnotic sleep-walk will diagnose this flaccid imp in me
All the recantations will die there where selfishness butchers the prophetic shields
As If I were to go through the film of yesteryears...
The sandy beach anchored in the Port Phillip Bay was dressed in a bodysuit,
The secluded...

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wheel ding utmost pro lix: 
   scrum compulsions won 
despite feeling dog tired, (like a ton
of bricks weighed me down) 

   while seduced by the sun 
solar radiation from the sky didst lightly run
sans, i experienced 
   a weird...

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what a calm sea hides

into the deepest indigo
air airwaves have settled
all that remains is a fringe of tide

the tree holds, forever

on the eighteenth day
of every second month 
an invitation arrives.

not encased in a stiff
white crinkling envelope
made from the death of a tree

it is from the...

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rondeau


bon mot...

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There is a city somewhere,
not close by, but not far,
a place where poems live,
untold millions of poems.

Most of the poems live quiet,
ordinary lives, known only to 
a few, while a few are famous,
renowned for grace and beauty.

For the most part, the poems live
in harmony with...

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