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Premium Member Frit
One little fritillary
Hiding in the weeds
Shrivels up and fades away
Scattering its seeds....

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Categories: frit, earth day, flower, garden,
Form: Quatrain



Frit Day At the Beach
water was cold
iwas was told
me a friend when in
the fun began
we slash and bash
we did this each
the 
FRIT DAY ON THE BEACH...

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Categories: frit, joy,
Form: Light Verse
Halloween
The howls of the wolfs strike the beast beneath the bed it roars 
For it’s the full moon to night Scary of course
The little kid...

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Categories: frit, fear, father, sister, brother,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Buckinghamshire Boy-Recited
Aye 'ee is fierce and hale.
Four mile to work,across the vale;
No slommakin' slattern 'ee,
Okkard as an itching flea.

Eee'd fetch hosses to boss's yard,
Garmed with mud,as...

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Categories: frit, funny, people, places, work,
Form: Ballad
Premium Member Bucks Boy Recitation Poem
Aye 'ee is fierce and hale.
Four mile to work,across the vale;
No slommakin' slattern 'ee,
Okkard as an itching flea.

Eee'd fetch hosses to boss's yard,
Garmed with mud,as...

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Categories: frit, boy, people, places,
Form: Bio



Bonfire Night
It were bonfire night in 1910,
when fireworks first lit the night,
streets that were dark in shadows,
now suddenly fulsome and bright.

Bairns scattered as the bangs blew...

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© Robin Cain  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: frit, anger, veterans day, world
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Dialect the Form
re-post inspired by Constance D form contest

A BUCKS BOY


Aye 'ee is fierce and hale.
Four mile to work,across the vale;
No slommakin' slattern 'ee,
Okkard as an itching...

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Categories: frit, childhood, language,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
At Frist Sight
i took one look
and got hook
on that night
the mmon was bright
it was
LOVE AT
FRIT SIGHT...

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Categories: frit, adventure, love,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Tree of Fruit Don'T Eat-My Spokenword-
What I Adam and Eve the life of tree;
In the Garden of Eden there's a tree;
"Tree of souls" blossoms keeps frit whole and free;
New souls,...

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Categories: frit, adventure, analogy, conflict, engagement,
Form: Monorhyme
Growing Up Getto Black
from the frit day
hear what i say
its a fight
for your life
as you go its a open door
hard on the poor
you do learm more
how to get...

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Categories: frit, adventure, black african american,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member My Choice Dialect
BUCKINGHAMSHIRE BOY
Aye 'ee is fierce and hale.
Four mile to work,across the vale;
No slommakin' slattern 'ee,
Okkard as an itching flea.

Eee'd fetch hosses to boss's yard,
Garmed with...

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Categories: frit, word play,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Orhams Old Fashioned Donut Shop
The Cinnamon Bazooka Bun is an ardent dough
a pound of sticky heat that dissolves 
the tongue in an ****** of butter.

There is an uncertain pantless...

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© Craig Sipe  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: frit, food, love, sexy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Dialect the Form
DIALECT recited in an English dialect &
by definitio
n is best heard than read-please go to the above youtube link

here is the words inmy local vernacular...

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Categories: frit, family, poetry,
Form: Bio
Premium Member DIALECT RECITATION poetry reading

Aye 'ee is fierce and hale.
Four mile to work,across the vale;
No slommakin' slattern 'ee,
Okkard as an itching flea.

Eee'd fetch hosses to boss's yard,
Garmed with mud,as...

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Categories: frit, word play,
Form: Bio
Murano Chandelier
In Murano's heart, where fire takes its hold,
Molten glass awakens, a story untold.
The maestro, a sculptor with breath as his tool,
Shapes molten dreams, breaking the...

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Categories: frit, appreciation, creation, imagination, surreal,
Form: Narrative

Book: Reflection on the Important Things