Best Wyle Poems

Anybody feel like singing?  :)

It’s the most poetic time, of the year
where the writers are writing,
the blog pages fighting
and comments of cheer
It’s the most poetic time, of the year

It’s the soup, soupiest season of all
with those verses a’ flowing
of winter and snowing
and decking the...

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From now on a breath, filled with gilded flowers; 
radiant and lovely rose scented bowers.

A vision, crimson wave full of laughter race
 approaching manor shore in its beauties grace.

Yesterday not forgotten, but like wilted 
brown lace leaves in autumn blown elsewhere jilted.

A wyle smile bursting...

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"Why are you looking so shocked, Mr. Wyle?" he asked.

The taxi was moving at 120 miles an hour. Mr. Wyle's
window was open. His mustache was wavy-dancing
in the wind, as he held his chest. His wife was already
assisting their daughter with the wedding gown,
and recitation of...

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In the midst of midnight croon, 

twilight approving stars swoon 

at the waning crescent moon.


A wee child climbs the ladder 

of hope, courage, and dreams that matter.

A wyle smile gush from within, 

their eyes melt reaching to win 

the light above not giving in. 


4/27/2019...

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yet my wyle is thribbly gratisant
I do befloo from time to time
skootching boofully in a dank place
but poetry flampunctuates
and allows me to exshall
     o to skwill and skwurl, aye
and that helps imoggably

there, I admitted it
I can’t be more hootle than that



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