Best Ty Poems

Boring
Snoring
Warring
Whoring
Long life with a boring, snoring sod
made the wife a warring whoring broad.


For Your Turn For A Tyburn Poetry Contest
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heathered
weathered
feathered
tethered
you are but a heathered thought, weathered
through the flow of feathered pen, tethered 



August 6, 2019
Tyburn Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina



Thank you Gershon and Line for...

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A Magic Adventure of Peter The Pan/AKA Peta The Fwying Pan

Peter was a fine young pan with blue eyes
Like all the other pans his age,...

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I have attempted to capture my favorite major league baseball players in this little shape poem of home plate. Included are (in no particular order):

Say...

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Inside this forest
so bright and mild 
a fairy lived
her name, Wonder Child

For all the forest
knew of this girl
to which they knew
she would change the world

A...

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I have to thank my sister for something years ago
It's written in this message that I think she ought to know

I have to thank my...

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A breathtaking panoramic view fascinated my sight into the offing,
As the sea gloriously shows its precious treasure magnificently floating;
Making me wish to be an albatross...

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A poetry convention is a wow
Our writes we endeavour to plough
We'll meet so many friends
To enhance writing trends
Our strengths are as thick as the bough

To...

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Unspoken words hang in the stillness of unmindful space,
  like a touch never to be felt
    A sight never to be...

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My name is James, born 1961
In Inverness, a small Scots town
To my father Andrew, and my mother Beryl
And Billy my brother, a pair of devils
...

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The goddess Appetitey,
                     a figure...

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An ancestor known as, "Miss Lottie"
Was a New York socialite "hottie"
To her lasting disgrace
She slapped Paul Revere's face
When he invited her to the p-ah-ty...

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We run when it rains

We lie on the ground

And stare at those stars

You said its 5000 stars up there

And I was eight

And believe you of...

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Back in the day living a riotous life in London
I used to walk along Park Lane almost nightly
I was living in Paddington but went out...

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OK
Someone leaked this poem
I thought I hid it well
I didn't post on the net
and there's no one I would tell

Perhaps it's North Korea
heard they're hacking...

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