Long Miscast Poems

he was not dumb 

but he struck his thumb

now he was dumb-struck

and screamed jolly good

his hand in plaster

and bad luck his master

he could not drive his truck


to bide his time

he drank some wine

set out to...

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                       Spring awaits its equinox of rebirth
      ...

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The gift of shapes born in a cloud
Could never make my father proud,
Or accolades of merchant‘s turn
My mother’s head toward my return,
Imagination lost on one,
But dad’s shoes worn meant dad had won.

Both parent’s dreamed of...

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To the ancient Norse he was Kraken
With a mean inclination,
And the Greeks called him Gorgon
With the same reputation.
But as monster of myths
He's been wrongly miscast,
So I'm here to shed new light
On this poor creature, at...

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to wend through golden grasses of my past
          with chill winds at my back from o'er the hill
     oh how I wish...

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a narrative with the rhyme of Twas the Night Before Christmas)

Twas the night before Christmas, the manger's convinced,
it stands ready to cradle a Savior and Prince.
The no vacancy sign caused men's wonder and doubt,
manger's role...

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Nature be my religion;
Prayer be my dominion.
Words felt but unwritten;
In fields of green and crimson.

I am a dreamer and a drifter;
A non–conformist, resister.
The wind is my whisper;
And the moonlight my sister.

I wear flowers in my...

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A handful of sorrowful years have passed
and now I bare my shame.
A deserving fate for one miscast;
deserving of the blame.

For I was flailing as a dreamer,
focussed on the past.
Running from the future,
losing all at last.

I...

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If you struggle to understand me
You are not alone with this thought
Need a moment to confirm and agree
A questioned mind steals what can't be bought

Friend is the name for those you always trust
I'm not saying...

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Mark’s bold forecasts were greeted with doubt
One of his hearers braving “Get out!”
Not just saying it: An exploded shout!
He’d seen, Mark with a bottle of stout,
A celebrant’s gulp and a drunk’s pout…

“Drunkard, no plant does...

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Spawn of the arcane, glutted, she sprawls upon the sands 
of mythos. As victims, star-crossed lovers, outcasts,
we have all seen the traces of these nether lands.
Sphinx-like, besotted, she lays among the bodies dashed.

A pixie smith...

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Heart is gathering dust from the past
                            ...

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He seized the role and ripped it to shreds 
He chewed up the scenery like an insane Billy Goat
He snickered, he smirked, he roared, he raged
He bared his teeth, sneered and grinned like a demon
He...

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 two septets with rhyme  

At long last, my friend, she bears no shame.
She spent a year seeking a soul-mate.
His eyes obliged her life to claim,
yet he could not, he would not propose.

Their calm...

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Dampened, gray, weighty day waiting
Students emerge from school
Baby faces but nearly grown
Men and women life fuel

Just a few years back in grade school
Time has past slowly but fast
The days, hours, minutes, seconds gone
In hurrying miscast

Dying...

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Ted doesn’t like his past.
He has yet to think fast:
Clear not shadowy past,
Lies warranting a blast…

Plain Butcher for Doctor
Poor Loser as Victor
Roles that rolled on to jail,
Court’s Ruling to not fail…

Flags we’d fly at half...

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 sonnetina rispetto 

Why are you anxious, O my soul?
Hope thou in God; He's in control.
In mocking tones, my tears have asked,
Where is this God for whom you thirst?

Are you with trouble now immersed?
Has God...

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Come see the Christ, "We have found the Messiah!”
An anxious Andrew hasted with the broadcast -
sharing the good news, long-awaited by Jews.
Would that we Christians today should supply a
message of hope with haste and expectation.
The...

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