Best Metrical Tale Poems

William Bonny AKA Billy The Kid
A Tale Of Billy The Kid
By Robert Gorelick

“Quien esta?”

Bang!  It’s over, 
you’re a legend now, 
Billy.

Born in Hell’s Kitchen in
ramshackle consumptive squalor,
New York’s crammed gang infected
rat-infested shacks 
and alleys.

Amid the iniquitous stench
of rot and the soul’s decay,
in a nation...

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'Willow Weep'

The willow
Tree
Is standing
There
Without a
Thought,
Without a 
Care.

Anchored deep
It hugs
The earth,
No hint
Of laughter
None of
Mirth.

It softly
Sways
In gentle
Breeze
That barely
Touches
Other trees.


With slender
Leaves
And branches
Long,
Its cooing
Now
A mournful
Song.

But why
So sad,
This stately
Tree
That stands
So tall,
And seems
So free.

What event
In ancient
Time
Now leads
Us to
Much metric
Rhyme,
Of weeping
Willows 
Crying softly,
Bearing sadness
Standing loftly.

A contradiction
This weeping
Tree,
That brings
Such joy
To you
And
Me....

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It is the winter of 1980.
I’m twenty-eight years young, 
Driving a red Mustang with glass T-tops,
Feeling all of my awesome sassiness, from toe
To Afro, when I notice the cards driving ahead of me
Are all slowing way down. A wreck? Can’t be because nobody stops.
I’m a...

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I was taking out my trash can 
When I thought I saw a worm 
But I realized it was a caterpillar 
When the thing began to squirm 

It crawled across the cobblestone 
And made its way onto the grass 
But when my puppy went to...

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Let me tell you a story from the old wild-west;
Of a terrible lawman with a star on his vest.
His title was “Ranger”; not bound to a town
He studied the outlaws then hunted them down.

One long hot summer; played like a pawn
He’d failed to take down...

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We have a laugh, and drink a beer,
Play some golf, and hunt for deer.

Your patience and wisdom, is without test,
Your confidence and clarity, is at its best.

Mentor and Dad, is what you are,
Saved and glad, your faith will go far.

I’m thankful and blessed, with a...

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Geese, Goslings and the Bridge

Sometimes, when you least expect it, Mother Nature makes a u-turn and draws you into the ridiculous.  Such was the time recently as I was returning from a friend’s home by way of a small bridge that joins two shores...

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The road to heaven
It seems so long,
Its short, so short
Where time belong

It's curves, it's hills
And it's potholes, too,
Beat and bruise
As I stumble through

Tramplin' the dirt
And nearly dyin',
Finding my feet
And still I'm tryin'

Cryin' out for help
'Til I am hoarse,
Beaten paths do open
But, I stay the course

Just...

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It was the best of tines; it was the worst of tines.
    It lay, distraught, in silence on the road.
He came around the curve, saw it too late to swerve;
    the puncture caused his front tire to explode.
A silver-plated...

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Oh, where had my sweet love gone that morning
when later that day he’d met his death?
It was early January, cold and dreary
when he left unusually early without a word.
For days I wondered and I wondered
where my lover had gone!

A few days later his father came...

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where is she? where is she? asked the emperor 
the lady with the candle must not be found...

do you think the captain of this ship is blind?
the anchored ship must not be caught...

the baby in the cradle starts to sob
but no one near must be...

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Hidden though unsought
Ran from myself
Still got caught.
Mind, Body, Soul wrought.
Vengeance no longer mine
And yet I insist to ungently reside
Within the "desperate to love or to be" walls of my own heart.

Most continue to disrespect my house
Yes, I live in my heart
I refuse stubbornly  to...

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 "Our Destiny is to succeed"! "Our fate was set up through not being exposed to"NEW Knowledge",so that we would fail! Our "HOPE" was and "Still is in"GOD"! Our success was,and is realized,"after "Jesus Christ"through "GOD"blessed us to "Overcome Fate"! Those who held us back...

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Jessica Casey the punters dream- Sequel to Shy Julie 

They came from near - they came from far
Bus ferry and train and some by car
THE GOLDEN EGG GRAND FINAL
One greyhound in mind
Jessica Casey -The Select One
She was ONE of a kind

Full of guts grit and...

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My anger boils deep down inside.
Yet I smile with sparkling eyes.
Hot blood flowing vie chamber to chamber…
Thumping heart beats vexed closer to danger…
Drinking in downpouring tears and cries.
Yet I smile with sparkling eyes.

Pissing out vengeance, bourbon and wine.
Bowels rumble loudly from the hate I dine.
Hands...

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