Long Bole Poems

*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw a ewe eat a yew.
I ate on the ait eight...

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The Raven and the Bard
-Daniel Henry Rodgers

The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night,
Its haunting words, a melody of fright.
The Bard's natural lines, like "Evangeline's" fair hair,
Shed history's warm light to chase away all care...

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Nexus had not yet reached the other side
When we started to enter in a wood
On which no any sign of pathway lied. 

No green fronds,, but grey dusky color stood;
No smooth branches, but all with...

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My metaphor came to me this morning , used his tail to smash my face thrice to tell me that it's 8:30 nd I can't avoid my class , to tell me it's 8:30 nd...

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...His performances went for hours,
even when people drifted off,
he’d kept playing in the tavern
regardless of what others thought.

He would wind down like some old clock,
sometime playing straight through the night,
then just stand up and wander...

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Remember the story 
of Billy Goats Gruff?
The troll under the bridge,
and all of that stuff?
If you liked that old story
it's all good and well,
but it isn't at all 
the troll tale I will tell.

Now, Trolius...

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Under the tree in Africa, we sap strength
from the songs of the sparrows before sunlight.
as we walk to the farm, the 
morning breeze brush our 
body from the billowing branches.
We pick up our hoes and...

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Tonight we sit ‘round ye ol’ Christmas tree,
But not the tree of yesterday or yester year you see.
Lights shine from the bole and tips so free.
We do not sit on stools or bended knee,
Nay, we...

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She nested upon
her self-made pyre
preparing for
another genesis
in blaze hues of love
and together they were
a combustible fire

She, the creature
exquisitely
forged by fire
eternally
existing within
love's dimensions
designed
to mesmerize
us, by swirling amber
scarlet, and purple
plumage
with flecks of cobalt colors
delicately dissolving
amid the firelight
shadows,...

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Someone un-cuff me now 
Yes, you officer 
I already swore I never knew her
At least I thought she said she was 21 
Please believe me it was all in good fun 
But he’s promising me...

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Pray silence for the presentation of our guests!

Representing Age UK, Sir Gerry Hatrick

The Right Honourable Rhoda Bull, her brother, Eddie Bull and their mother, Lady Biddy Bull

From the French Embassy, Norman Dee

Represent the banking sector,...

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The stately ash by the fence that provided welcome summer shade,
Has exchanged its sheltering leaves of opulent jade,
To don an elegant golden robe for a few short-lived days.
Its brilliance is enhanced by the sun's mellow...

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A lone cottonwood tree stands on the rolling Colorado plain.
A rippling stream flows nearby, its existence to sustain.
Its lofty branches reach for the pristine Colorado sky.
Tho' badly scarred, the ravages of time it continues to...

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A Shepherd's Day by Suzanne Alexander (SA)

Wee, from East then West!
Seen one side then Next.
Feel a beautiful day, start is laid
Sjoe, from sting of Ray.This said,

Baa, from Ewe - distinct face!
Moor from one side at...

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I hear the roar of reason
from the depth of 
destruction,
I see the sorrows of 
seasons
exhuming from expanse of 
extinction.
Is anyone in this frail field
who can hear the roar of 
reason?
Or would the youths not 
yield
to...

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Beyond midnight her tears distil,
burnishing the valley between
her height of hope and depth of pain;
till dusky waves awash her dawn.
From whence comes these soldiers? 
pure grapes trodden under the feet of fate...
before her eyes the...

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To have your picture on the face of a stamp,
Is a honor reserved for the ones who cultivated change
Among the mèlange of inspiring faces,
Lays the face of someone who served on the basis,
Of freedom

Behind a...

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The once looming grey and desolate storm, now sails to the present, 
Overhead it silently suspends it's brewing opression on our scene,
The barren landscape of the moors rolls away into eternity,
Dressed in it's rugged and...

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the acorn in the oak
bark bone fingers crusted brown
waving sinew, shedding sky
tap root summon’d deeply down

sighs like summer sound in rain
building up then down the shade
sunlight filters dappled beams
stormwinds wild up the glade

growth rings tell...

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I can't blame the teenage girl for being forward,
then passive aggressive. It shouldn't make one angry;
she has her interests and that which bores her.

Or the adolescent boy for being antsy, a little loopy
and aloof. Under...

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Oft' I wonder if that old sycamore tree in the meadow yet stands,
Where as youth on languid summer days we sat holding hands;
And if our initials within a heart we engraved upon its ancient bole,
Have...

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Though the monsoon isn’t as cool as in the past,
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I didn’t plant that garden tree
But thinking, I just let it be
I knew I should have cut it out
But felt within to let it sprout

And so, as seasons came and went
I pruned this tree, its...

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IDEALISM

        Liberal, Modest, Noble, Open Personality
        deserves reverence and adoration,
         simultaneous admiration
 ...

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