Best Storey Poems

A true storey

My grandson paid me a visit
The other day
And I asked him do you still play
And he said that he wanted a trumpet
I thought...

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Surprise ties to realization binds me to lies and the truth of who I am and where I've 
been. The slim chance that I might...

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*** Words Vanish ***

Words vanish!
Disperse — as prayer begun  
Moves to clear the mind 
    And bare the heart,
Swelling the soul...

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SPOT THE HOMONYMS 
For the Homonyms are full of spots!

We were young and wore black
During the war we were under attack
We wear bright clothes now
Where...

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Coffee, it is evident, is not Sherry's cup of tea;
She likes spirits like sherry and brandy
and knows the ropes of winemaking to a tee;
An oenologist...

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Newfoundlanders can row, you should see some of'em go,
when they puts a punt on a pond. 
But I don't like this mess, all this Race...

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April 23rd,
The seductive smoky weed descending from Kabiru swept through my nostril
Cracky creepy shanties sneaking 
Pulsating stench sneering from gutters
Churning and choky smoke oozing from...

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I talked to trees about you. 
I told them “don’t they importunate.”
“I texted you already”
I miss you every day.
Will tell you I need to do...

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I've waited all Winter
for the cold and snow to pass,
I've planted some beans
I hope they grow fast.

I planted them with love
and lots of tender care,
but...

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I can still remember
back when I was a kid
I had a friend called Millie
and we were made for each other
just like peanut butter and jelly
on...

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To All Mothers Everywhere
To all mothers
everywhere
Why do you part your legs
toward
the 21st Centaury
Didn’t you know
That the future is our final station
Where the monkey sits and...

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I have a heart, I am still a person I paved the way for you.  I was young and agile once, tender and fresh...

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RECIPE: "Poulet Roti" French Style - Le Chant Royal (Instalment 5)

(Note: Rhyme scheme of “Le Chant Royal” where capital “E“stands for refrain, thus – Stanza:...

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In the funky train,
 All the hoo-ha-noisy end in fisticuff;
 As the crumpled greenback hand-out cough,
 The law has nothing to handcuff, 
  
...

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After the sunrise
(At first the morning was clear)
The clouds drifted in

The last lilacs on the fence
Drop their petals to the ground

The signal changes;
Litter dances down...

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