Long Quail Poems
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In that season when the wind blew
A love note, remains timeless and still
A conversation of close-knit tone began
And abideth like day and night till...
We, two beings, entwined in spirit
Have the pleasure of owning the world
The shadows remain just as long
Time limited as ever before
Sweet sunshine cures our love
To a smooth velvety silk
Our stream is cool like the furthest cloud
Our fierce fire is contained within our wings
We’ve had chance to dance to our laughter
The roar which destines anguish in to blue seas
Where each wave rises and crashes in rhythm
The tune of a pair bound by a single algorithm
In our world there is a lake of clear waters
Where my boat once dropped a shank
There was a ragged shore that threatened one
Not to go that far, a timid breeze that bent reeds
Cute and slow like the tilapia dorsals, from the bamboo
Grove nearby a call from a lazy quail to its roaming mate
A bubble of black water from upstream where ungrateful
humans lived, a piece of cloth drifting on the stiff waters.
That was all to see and hear.
I could hope and learn from the evening toss
Of the lake how the lone quail earned its keep
But the lake was dead silent
In that brief moment of time stasis
A fable has it that the goddess of the lake
Would come to accept the sun’s goodbye
Alas! Behold the lake was a flaming pan
Like ripe red chilies in a windy sunny day
Behind the hanging clouds that evening, stood
In a frock of the pattern of the floating cloth
A succulent beauty, long nose, creamy teeth
Whose long tresses will my days and hers entwined
Suddenly a large cat paw struck the fox and a fight transpired. they rolled around hissing and growling until the fox pinned the cat to the ground and said: "It did have to be like this we could have shared a chicken or two" the cat angered now: monkey flipped the fox and torn into him with it's claws, the fox ducked his head and ran for cover. Then the quail told the cat, "bob White" I knew you were a descent kinda cat. "Yeah the cat said I guess I am: by the way who is Bob White"?
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Recitative the mealworm narrator
the Cat; is a "castrato"
the hens is a Mezzo -Soprano
the Fox a Bass
The Quail range from Tenor to Baritone
The Puppies are tenors
the rabbitts are tenors and baritones too!
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I won't settle or let it rest
That deep desire that lives in my chest
I'm not backing down or moving to the side
I'm sitting up in the stirrup and valiantly toward my dreams, I will ride
I won't stop or quail
I will try again, no matter how often I may fail
I'm not missing out on my glory
I have truths to tell and they're all my story
I won't shy away or cower down
I'm standing erectly; no time for laying down
I won't be a victim...
for I am the victor
I won't fall to challenges...
for I am a conqueror
I won't
I won't
I won't...
because I AM
Written: November 10, 2023, For Edward Ibeh Contest
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As if to atone, I gaze into the obscurity of my soul.
When I glance back, I feel vulnerable, as in a hole.
A thrilling and ticklish time tumble in the future.
Whilst sorrow stitches, a suspect sears sans suture.
I still wear knit garments, worn with time and care.
The fights I've fought are icons of moxie and dare.
With the things I've done and how stout I've come,
A potent sight of mettle is where I'm coming from.
Whilst a place where shadows gleefully dance.
Where deception is woven in tandem, a prance
Fabrics of lies, woven from threads of deceit.
Embroidered by the demon aiming to cheat
Evil One, with his dirty lies and cruel smirk.
The worst delusion arises slyly from lurk.
A Janus-faced one stays hidden in the shadows.
Mere ambition to deceive and instill harrows
Janus-faced, dicey, dodgy, deduce the scene.
Ambidextrous by a sly smile, sharp gaze, unclean.
A cynical wolf in sheep clothes tricks sans shame.
Their fraud, plotting, and spite reveal obvious tame.
We can't hide the quilt of deceit, an art of smears.
Web grows with each knot, tying souls and ears.
A key prevaricator took delight in havoc, ruin left.
Only heartbreak remains in his wake, and bereft.
With an iron tongue, they lie naively and conceal.
Their faith is brief; it is phony, as they lack ideals.
In the gloom, they thrive with guile and strive.
Twisting and scheming with no regret or drive
But worry not, for honesty will always prevail.
Deception's weave will crumble into a false quail.
Pits of deceit shall cease, and lies will never last.
Truth will heal souls, as lying is torn with a blast.
A grim warning of vile traits shows guile.
Their souls are dark, and they generate wile.
Their authentic hues and pain will never heal.
Stay true and fight deceit with candor and zeal.
Whimsical Slapstick
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Squash and Stretch
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Vulpes vulpes a native species to (Blah-blah-hoogah-hoogah)
Recognizable by its reddish-orange coat, black legs
and white-tipped bushy tail. The fox who's
diet consist of insects, mice and rabbits, they often labor
so that you don't have to. They are a friend when one doesn't
own a chicken coop. Then they are a menace and cost farmers
profit.
In-betweens
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Coturnix quail a small wild chicken like creature.
Small, plump, round birds with mottled brown,
white, and black feathers the Northern Bobwhite
native too : to (Blah-Blah-Hoogah-Hoogah) they
get there name from there loud whistle that
sounds like they are saying "bob-white!". They Live in
"coveys." You can find them hiding in brushy fields,
forest edges where they will dine on mealworms,
crickets, and grubs.
Anticipation
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A fox stalking a quail is a masterclass in patience
and stealth. The fox uses tall grass to hide.
It moves slowly and freezes often.
It aims to get close enough to pounce.
The quail relies on its keen eyes to spot danger
and might burst into sudden flight to escape.
"I walk this lonely and gray maze absence of noise for days,
till only my name be known." Quote by poet
Beagle, my small, sweet, faithful, warmhearted,
Regal, Harrier hunting hound girl puppy,
Loves to sleep on my armchair.
Fifth of her litter. She stares, with sun sparkling hazel eagle eyes,
Short, soft white, with patches of brown and black hair.
Her brown ears down like pendulums in the air
That swing back and forth when she runs.
Stands proudly with her head straight up and alert.
Her black nose never fails her;
It wiggles at the scent of quail.
She rumps inside and outside
With bumblebee boundless, curious, playful energy.
Tail high, cheerful and outgoing,
Happy and very yappy at times.
She’s humorous when her toy is her tail
An affair she chases over and over again
In a circle, having fun when she is excited.
Her bed is my bed in quiet, hush puppy, snuggly comfort.
aristocratic antelope alarms and annoys
blue-eyed baboon’s billy goat buster
causing confusion, consternation and crying
distressing and disturbing deliberate donkey
egg-producing egret elevates enthusiasm
forever frolicking in farmer fred’s pastures
giddy goats gallop in garnished with garlands
happy horse henry hypnotizes henrietta’s hens
intense iguana ignores idiocy of inmates
jackals justify jack rabbits jelly-like jeers
kangaroo keenly kicks off kingly kibitz
luxurious llamas lollygag in the lounge
mischievous monkeys march among marshes
nervous newts nibble on nutty Nutella
obnoxious oxen opts out of outrageous opportunities
preening peacock praises his pompous president
quivering quail questions quaking quasar
rustic rooster ruffles robin’s restlessness
sassy songbirds swizzle and sway toward sand beach
talkative turtle trains tarantula to twist and turn
understudy Ulysses utilizes universal unitedness
validating vocabulary of vicious vultures
wandering weasel wants to find his wishes
‘xacting ‘xtra ‘xhibitions ‘xperiment on eagle’s nest
yellow yak yawns next to yipping young wolf dog
zealous zebra zips into view of aristocratic antelope
physical form anchors reality
By: Professor Uxas
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In ancient Greece: Farmers built wooden statues
of Priapus, the god of fertility and viticulture,
to protect crops and scare away animals This tradation
was still used when these farmers came to America
. They settled in places and grew Sorghum × drummondii,
or Sudan Grass Ducks, geese, quail, doves, and various
backyard birds like sparrows eat Sudan grass seeds and the culm
Erecting a scarecrow taller than the 7 to eight feet stalks helps
fear off these bird who feast on the seeds and plant it self.
In 2027 a sceintist had a plan to create a scarecrow
that could be used at night. It would be a robot that creeped
alongside with the animals to scare them off. Ussing his knowledge and
standing true to his feild, he used the teaching from LuthorCorp. College,
where he had a degree in Robotics Engineering. He first created a simulation
using his computer. Rigging: Building a digital skeleton hierarchy of joints
and bones inside a 3D model so it can be posed and moved He then created the robot. It needed an itellegent software to allow it to almost micmic a human Biomimetic humanoid
he stride to have the robot as creature like as possible but in a human like way". Features were created and borrowed he said". To the warning of his assists, who warned against certain upgrades and patent violations ".Human-like and autonomous robots are becoming dangerously capable as they enter public spaces and battlefields with limited safety regulations and unpredictable behaviors" said one who wished to be removed from the project.
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magnetohydrodynamics
Hannes Olof Gösta Alfvén
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low-brass instruments, heavy industrial percussion, and the pipe organ
Foley sound
Artisan Brass Makers
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Fried quail, fried blackeyed pea fritters,
I sliced some roast pork put some taco seasoning on it
added some garlic, onions, green peppers, orange juice
and conage. put it in a deep pan covered it with foil and set it
in the the oven. Over rice Cilantro rice honey!
With Plantations, and boiled cornbread fritters
with cheese chives and sour cream..
"He always thought he was cute: I don't know why>"
"so you want me to help you fix this?"
"Just like that!"
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Auh- build a dramatic narrative"
non-lexical vocables or cord lyrics
like auh- ooh; ahh
and No, the schwa sound is not
a "core lyric" because it is a
linguistic term for a vowel sound
.unaccented (unstressed)
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mi cornbread needs ah boiling.
mi onions mi peppers
and mi cheese
put tin-dah.
fry mi dumplings mind yah!
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fried snappers, Freid Oysters, Cheetos fried Manoes
Fried Chicken Burgers
and fries.
strawberry puff pastry with vodka and cream.
freid appel turnovers, fried sweet potato turnovers
all with ice cream!
Caught in the clutches of darkness, we quail
Seeing it shrouding our spirits, we wail
Assailed by afflictions and tribulations severe
Our life is devoid of all peace and cheer
Oh Living Light! Penetrate through this darkness
Let your beams cut through this dankness
Till every murky corner is warm and aglow
And we are steadied by your light’s luminous glow
Across the lengthening stretch of our loneliness
We can only see frightening shadows of grayness
Be by our side as our anchor and prop
As through this dark alley, staggering we grope
Oh, Living light, we look up to you
To lead us and show us the way to pursue
Rain on us the radiance of your heavenly light
That we shall not grope in the stygian night
Hold our hands and lead us to sunshine
With Thy brilliance, our life entwine
Set our minds free from the grip of fear
Fill us with thoughts, resurgent and pure
So that we shall proceed on our arduous journey
With abiding Hope as our eternal company
And enough light and grace to make each day
Better and brighter than the ones gone their way!