Best Niver Poems
A Darzet Countree Lad Be OiOi be nowt but an auld country hick,
we a liddle bit of gall, an a lotta stick.
Oi baint niver afeared to speak me mind,
nor critizise folks harshly iffen Oi find
zummit I don’t loik. Tis allus best
Oi reckins to git it offen me chest.
Ar tis...
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Categories:
niver, immigration, memory,
Form:
Rhyme
Mary Ann Dow Stuart Gardiner
My Mother
Mary Ann Dow Gardiner
Mary Ann Dow Stuart wis her maiden name,
Noo, she wisnae a Scoatish Lass o' fame.
Born in nineteen hunner an' five on the fifth o' May.
gorgeous she wis' at oany time o' the day.
Like aw Mums, she wis a'ways there,
nae ither Mum...
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Categories:
niver, dedication, night, me, night,
Form:
Quatrain
Tae Ma Wee Quiet Pawky Frien'
Hello yea bonny wee pawky thing,
sittin' there tuggin' at ma hert strings.
Aye yer wee ,an' oan yer oan yer hard tae see,
niver mind wee thing jist let it be.
Withoot you, we wid hae a scunnered land,
aye wee thing yea think yer oanly a wan man...
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Categories:
niver, nature, life,
Form:
Quatrain
Devonshire Tea Fur Fower
Devonshire tea with Peter an' Beryl, beware,
it's no the fact that Peter disnae care.
But 88 years doon the track o' life,
an' 84 years fur Beryl, Peter's carefree wife.
Ma Bonny wife Gillian an' this Auld Yin,
oot fur a drive wan day, fur a wee wee spin.
Gettin'...
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Categories:
niver, natural disasters, me,
Form:
Quatrain
A Buckinghamshire Boy-RecitedAye '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 thick as lard,
Cla'holt of 'em wiv a rope,
On is own,allus could cope.
Niver sees 'im vexed,or aggled,
Even if drenched and bedraggled;
In...
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Categories:
niver, funny, people, places, work,
Form:
Ballad
Bucks Boy Recitation PoemAye '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 thick as lard,
Cla'holt of 'em wiv a rope,
On is own,allus could cope.
Niver sees 'im vexed,or aggled,
Even if drenched and bedraggled;
In...
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Categories:
niver, boy, people, places,
Form:
Bio
Jacks
Ah had a aulder bruther whin ah wis wee,
ah wis five then an' he -wis nine yea see.
A tendid tae follow him aboot,
bit bein' aulder he widnae care a hoot.
Aw jings a remember wan day at school,
oot o' ma pocket ma hankie a bullyboy did...
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Categories:
niver, dedication, me, day, me,
Form:
Quatrain
Imagination'Imagine'. Life's wurth without, 'imagination',
could we iver contemplate creation?
A gif' to have in oor ain mind's een,
without it, nuthin' wundrous wid be iver seen.
Rabbie."O wad some Power the giftie gie us to see oursels as ithers see us"!
Wid that no' be a wundrous plus?
Imagine if,...
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Categories:
niver, imagination, imagination, life, power,
Form:
Quatrain
The Strange Story of John Critchen's Big White“Long time na see Jim”
“Yip Long time na see Jake”
“D’ja see?”
“What?”
“John Critchuns ‘n that danged Big White o’ his”
“Caint say as I did”
“They oughta be a law ‘gainst brangin’ cats inta tha saloon
But he’s niver without...
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Categories:
niver, animals, death, mysterytime, cat,
Form:
Narrative
Give Thanks - Poultry Fer Thanksgivin'"Howard woncha say a few wurds?
Cum on Howard like over tha bird."
Says Aunt Jen visitin' fer the holeeday.
Weuns are seated tha eight of us at this here...
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Categories:
niver, animals, family, funnydad, dad,
Form:
Free verse
Dialect the Formre-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 flea.
Eee'd fetch hosses to boss's yard,
Garmed with mud,as thick as lard,
Cla'holt of 'em wiv a rope,
On is own,allus could cope.
Niver...
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Categories:
niver, childhood, language,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
SAMHUINNSAMHUINN
Wi samhuin fast approaching
When people start tae dread,
The gates of hell burst open
For the festival of the dead.
Bane shanks lifts his scythe
And scrieves his words in fire,
Welcome tae this earthly plane
Or be cast upon the pyre.
Brounies and banshees come tae life
Awakened from thir fankle,
Bogles bursting...
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Categories:
niver, fantasy, fear, halloween, horror,
Form:
Rhyme
My Choice DialectBUCKINGHAMSHIRE 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 mud,as thick as lard,
Cla'holt of 'em wiv a rope,
On is own,allus could cope.
Niver sees 'im vexed,or aggled,
Even if drenched and...
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Categories:
niver, word play,
Form:
Verse
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 thick as lard,
Cla'holt of 'em wiv a rope,
On is own,allus could cope.
Niver sees 'im vexed,or aggled,
Even if drenched and bedraggled;
In...
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Categories:
niver, word play,
Form:
Bio
Dialect the FormDIALECT 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 English
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...
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Categories:
niver, family, poetry,
Form:
Bio