Best Rye Poems

Comin Thro the Rye
by Robert Burns
modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
 
Oh, Jenny's all wet, poor body,
Jenny's seldom dry;
She's draggin' all her petticoats
Comin' through the rye.
 
Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye.
She's draggin' all her petticoats
Comin' through the rye.
 
Should a...

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Could I entertain your intellectual osseous matter                                      ...

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My Grandpa used to dance and sing,
Joy to my heart he always would bring;

Just a few bars, not the whole song,
Pretty soon I’d be singing along;

“Rye whiskey, rye whiskey” you’d hear us both say,
Or “Red River Valley”, if it was a good day;

All the old...

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I'm not no Picasso, and I'm not no Poe.
The only thing I need, is a late night woman.
And a whole lot of dough.
Apple and pumpkin, they're a cool kind of pie.
Preferred by me, is ham on rye.
There she was, so sexy and nice.
My late night...

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Went to a deli
And piled way up high
Was the sandwich I ordered – 
Pastrami on rye.

I slathered on mustard
And savored each bite
Along with a pickle,
The sour just right.

If you’re feeling hungry
I’d urge you to try
(In a real New York deli)
Pastrami on rye....

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Like a patchwork quilt
Congregation of golden
Yellows and ochres 


My entry into Brian's " Hymn Of Harvest " contest



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What?
Bomb Palestinian women and children
Because Hamas and Cheese are hiding
In people’s basements like a sack of potatoes,
Moldy boxes, and dirt?

Wait!
Hamas is down there
They’re everywhere,
In the water 
In the air
In the people’s underwear

So bomb, bomb, bomb we go
Gently down the street
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life’s now blasted...

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School was crummy. Classmates mean.
Holden Caulfield, aged sixteen
dropped out to the New York City scene.
There he wandered, Sorrow's Son,
overgrown but underdone.
Seared by girls, it wasn't fun.
Broke, disheartened, home he slid.
Sister Phoebe, a perky kid
boosted him up. She really did,
but only for a moment though.
Down the...

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When growing up my twin
brother and I would get 
up early for breakfast while
our mom was trying to get
some sleep from her graveyard 
shift at the hospital as a nurse.

We would meet in our kitchen
on Saturday mornings and 
sprinkle sugar over rye bread
which was our...

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by Mark Miller © 08/17/2016
Sable of night repeals our
Hidden mirrored abuse
Puzzle pieces draw out 
Fancy flights made bliss
Can't you hear as fear
Drowns the solar rain gray  
Shapely holes alone stray 
Grasping for future hour riffs
In hybrid blue the blood wrap clause
Selling ink stains historic...

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Horny
Corny

Kinky 
Stinky

Stoned
Boned

Holden 
Folding

His biz
Takes wizz

Hit can
Effed man...

Found hoe
No dough

Name sun
Big buns

No clothes
Touch toes

She roared
She sore

More dough
Said no

Pimp slap
Got jacked

(If you have read the Catcher in the Rye you would understand)....

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Snug in the corner I saw the lad lie,
Fire in his belly, a cork in his eye;
And wordlessly sleeping, a-snooze in his bed,
His words, when awakened, go straight to your head.

Alluring to look at, golden is he,
There when you need him as sure as can...

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the shadow doesn't entirely make sense
watching you change from mr superstar to a fly
the bait and switch of oldest tricks
four winds to ride on
heartbroken i will try
to catch you in the rye

Building blocks to talk about
intuition of sickness
the obsession with dirt
becoming the one disguised

take you...

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Over harvested fields —

I walk beneath the fading afterglow
of a forgotten lantern   a path worn
by wanderers older than the scroll of Zeno
its damp salve seeping through my coat
into my bones

Fog an Erebian curtain   a Stygian veil
barn swallows following
susurrus secrets of the...

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Whole wheat and pita.
French, white, rye, and tortilla.
And pumpernickel....

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