Best Gentry Poems
Loves Doubling Helix... Storms seductive desiring of dreams
Forms favoring moonlight of beams
Craving hearts upon starlit nights
Waving wands of unicorned flights
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Categories:
gentry, dedication, love, romantic,
Form:
Rhyme
London...London
The tour of London begins
In the streets of my mind,
Through past and present
Intrinsically entwined,
Through people and places
It's heart we will find,
Through f......
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Categories:
gentry, london,
Form:
Rhyme
And Still I Drive - Part Two...Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
But stars do not cry.
Into Ochs valley, through the Vale of White Horse...prancing
besides a Dragons Hill;
It was here that a Roundhea......
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Categories:
gentry, travel,
Form:
Rhyme
Blossoms and Bubbles...As I entered the garden the scents enticed
rampant rose blossom the arches fenced.
Cascading aromatic blossoms greeting me
amidst the climbers were the sweet pea.
In the centre stood the pati......
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Categories:
gentry, celebration, drink, flower, garden,
Form:
Couplet
La La Di Dah Dah La...Earth dwelling mongeese are neither toys nor coins and pedalling backwards then forward is not considered the primary way of jet propulsion off a very high hill. So one two ping means fried rice comi......
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Categories:
gentry, allusion, baptism,
Form:
The Spry Metropolis...Tower, buzz and scurry
Oh great resilient city
Ahoy!
Alive. Scramble bustle earth's
ethnicities
On lurid quests--
A pendulum of tantric turmoil and
Blessed harmony
Quixotic city--brash,
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Categories:
gentry, adventure,
Form:
Blank verse
Checkmate...why will men fight and suffer to advance the interests of their masters, who fling them aside when they have no further use for them?
Arthur Findlay
The black king and the white ......
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Categories:
gentry, death, metaphor, war,
Form:
Rhyme
Refurbished Fairy Tales: Cinderella, If the Shoe Fits Part I...Once upon a time...
Once upon a time, in France, a storyteller fella
Wrote of a girl named Cinderella,
Meant as a fairy tale romance.
Her daddy died when she was young, and she was forced to sh......
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Categories:
gentry, humor,
Form:
Light Verse
Hindsight Twenty-Twenty...I regret not spending more time
with you. I thought...
you were winning the battle
Having To Fight
Cancer
In This Thing Called Life
Is Insane
And So It Begins
The Long Goodbye
Funeral Arran......
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Categories:
gentry, creation, death, farewell,
Form:
Verse
Victorian Poverty Crime and Squalor...Born into a life of poverty crime and squalor
where hunger and cold winds bite
and disease is rife
and it was a daily battle to stay alive
and find some food to stay alive.
Uneducated illiterate cau......
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Categories:
gentry, childhood, dark, grief, history,
Form:
Free verse
A Humble Quill...Soft, moon light, spill forth the night.
Stream rippling veils of mystery.
Where tucked away, the insatiate act,
unrivaled in thy debauchery.
Whilst Lords and Gentry, by noble birth,
plot to cozen a......
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Categories:
gentry, life,
Form:
Rhyme
What Discursive Poetic Theme Shall I Write About...Hmm...What Discursive Poetic Theme Shall I Write About...
Today (a rather brisk, chilly,
and otherwise sat
tiss factory twirly delightful
December 18th, 2018) matte
her of fact quite
refreshi......
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Categories:
gentry, abuse, allusion, america, analogy,
Form:
Bio
Tides of Life...This ocean so full of constant commotion,
for many it can be the horn of plenty,
if they know how to trudge on with devotion,
else its infinite choices can so portent be.
To swim true and grac......
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Categories:
gentry, analogy, gospel, growing up,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
King 'Enry the Viiith...King 'Enry of The 'Ouse of Tudor ruled merrie olde England, the mighty and the meek.
'E was quite obese in 'is elder years and threw 'is weight around - so to speak!
'E governed from 1509 'til 1549......
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Categories:
gentry, funnyengland,
Form:
Rhyme
Dirty Hands...DIRTY HANDS
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
Little boys playing with mud and silty sands
Will return to their houses with dirty hands
Mom will scold them, but knows what to do
A little soap and water......
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Categories:
gentry, abuse, betrayal, corruption, introspection,
Form:
Rhyme