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TONGUE TWISTER
Fantastic fun on scholastic enjoyment
assessing accessing accepting accent,
pointing permitting possible permutation,
claiming cunning clever combination,
sorting syllables on restricted selection
yielding rough tough pronunciation.
Neither fumbled nor jumbled being wobbled weak.
No boredom, speak random speedy quick.
Talk faster ignoring protester.
Wrap teeth and tongue to entrap
Ralph Malph’s mouth agape
bombarding bewildering audience
with competence, confidence
and coinciding Tongue- Twister.
01/11/21
Third Place
' Tongue Twister Challenge' Contest by Joe Sandler
A brother’s love for his sister;
a brother's love ALWAYS protects you... a sister's love ALWAYS follows you
Must be in placed always;
It’s never tarnished, never blisters;
A brother must along with father;
ALWAYS…
Protect His,
Sister.
For God has loan her to him ( to you)
It’s a spiritual duty,
Cause sisters must keep;
Until she’s grown-up,
And a man sweeps her off her feet;
And always, always never let the sun go down;
Without saying I am SORRY;
Siblings together, spirit blood ties;
Loaned from God for a little while,
ALWAYS, ALWAYS.
Along with Father God, Mom and Or Dad...
Admonish, Protect and Love;
In sickness and fever blisters,
never ever dissed her,
she’s God daughter she-glisters,
Holy angels kissed her,
never shall you missed her,
Assist her, consider her feelings, never dismissed her,
Enlister,
Don't resist her,
be clear to her don’t be a tongue twister,
Do not hate her
Embrace her
never unsister,
Love ALWAYS YOUR SISTER
Siblings together, spirit blood ties
Loaned from God for a little brief while
ALWAYS, ALWAYS,
Along with Father God, Mom and Or Dad
Admonish, Protect and Love;
Until Jesus or her husband comes…
You her brother are 5th in line to protect her
For God has said she is your part
Both you and her share a heart
Never dislike nor hate your sibling
Always protect and love your sister
Don't resist her,
Do not hate her
ALWAYS Embrace her
never unsister,
Love ALWAYS, ALWAYS LOVE YOUR SISTER
A dedicated verse to Brother and Sister Dilan and Savannah Sorensen
Dilan’s Verse
10/4/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
WICKED WITCHES WORK WHERE WHITE WHALES
WOBBLE WHEN WILD WINDS WHIZZ
Where do the wicked witches work?
Tales of ancient times are told
Warnings given to stay away
Your soul they strive to hold
White whales were seen to wobble
As they swam by close to the shore
Large crowds on the sand would gather
Hoping they'd see some more
As the wild winds would whizz
It would unite together the two
Wicked witches watched over white whales
Even knowing when they were due
The work of the wicked witches
Some thought of it as wrong
But it enabled this ancient tale
And a tradition continued on strong
A three-toed tree troll
tried to trap a leaping leprechaun
with a black claw bear paw trap.
But he stubbed toe three in the trap in the tree,
Snip snap toe three was gone.
The two-toed tree troll
tried to trap a laughing leprechaun
with a black claw bear paw trap.
But soon he'd forget where the trap had been set,
Snip snap toe two was gone.
The one-toed tree troll
tried to trap a sleepy leprechaun
with a black claw bear paw trap.
“Go to bed,” he said, “while you still have your head,”
Snip snap now all are gone.
Submitted January 2020 for the "Twist My Tongue" contest sponsored by Nina Parmenter -- First Place
What sorts a box -- an enigma,
of course, what else has sauce,
when it apprised of a stigma
it eyes wherefrom the source.
Taste, touch, ... senses play the fiddle
minus some chords, off-tunes,
wayward announces a riddle,
classic ... playing the blues.
Discombobulation, a word
that creates attention,
it's a doer, that is absurd,
a giver of mention,
need not be lengthy, quite disturbed,
more elementary,
there lies the mix, that's somewhat blurred,
most complimentary.
Shorten won't baffle, nor ruffle,
may muddle or addle,
there are trickery, kerfuffle --
but snooze in a cradle,
grounds content, shovel the gravel,
make it your battleground,
make confound this awkward puzzle
by day's end be profound.
Hope that it resolves this fluster,
that sets unease, evolves,
make it a game, a tongue twister,
keep watch till it dissolves,
It'll be a throwback, bewilder
if it grows, we'll keep track,
discombobulation, blister,
made it less from perplex.
Hold your tongue, tie it up tight,
for a loose tongue that strays in devious ways,
can slip and cut deep, too quick, right to bone.
It wags the dog, flaying in many ways failing.
Telltale tongues come in many forms:
A tongue forked splits and deceives.
A sweet tongue tempts the sweet tooth.
A slick tongue twists and charms the crowd,
Tongue in cheek, is a jovial jester in play.
A tongue twister, taunts and defies is suppleness.
A hidden tongue is what the stray cat got,
while waiting to pounce on tidbit poke.
A red tongue protruding betwixt clenched lips
can mean many things, in a ventriloquist vent.
A lighthearted tease, a flirty wink.
A way to focus, concentrate or consider.
A sign of doubt or embarrassment.
A quest to taste what's yet to come.
A glib tongue, so smooth and fleet,
can twist and intrude and entwine
in ears, mouths and other orifices.
A fiery tongue is much mightier than the sword,
reshapes the world with every word,
that wields truth, lies and deceit,
from the lashes the tongue whips into shape.
Ah! the tongue, out or in
tells such tattle tales,
in words it shapes, in tastes it quakes,
into crevices it silently sneaks right in.
So keep it wet, slimy, lithe and subtle
to come out and play, or be kept at bay
as needs arise for every occasion and situation.
Fabricating Trees and Things
May God bless your heart
with harmony tones
Let the rusting rain refrain of grief
fly away in the wind
Yours is a greater chore
a glorious alchemy
Welcome your garden guests!
This will be no party for pity.
No one should be locked inside.
Put away that unholy cell phone...
Pain’s penmanship,
will not crush our appetite.
You say “ Take the leap into my heart.”
After all sharing poetry is about being close,
a transfusion of sorts
We are the carnivorous beasts.
Our appetite revealed,
as we destroy creation.
Us who are a single sifted grain of sand.
Much is revealed by Kindergarten Philosophy,
yet we choose to stay forever old.
Witness our director’s cut and paste,
fabricating a tree in a forest
Will you be on the outlook
for you, me, and Candy?
So we can escape winter’s endless night.
I dismembered your tongue twister,
hoping you might take the leap into my heart.
I watch as your memories resurface
You are polite and compliment my longing
Still my ordering of words cannot redo you
You say “These strands, they hold me together.”
I see your purple longing
and feel the immeasurable impact.
I guess there can be no proper goodbye.
I fabricated this piece from Juliet Ligon’s poem titles.
I hope you enjoy the end result.
Please look up Juliet as she can make Romeo blush.
What I know...I think
This is what I think I know or what I know I think
Dust upon a windy sky will cause my eyes to blink
Roads that lead to nowhere find there’s nowhere else to go
This is what I know I think or what I think I know
Another thing I think I know or know I think...I think
Roses come in pink and white and often white and pink
Rivers in the summertime are often formed by snow
Just another thing I think or think I know...I know
One more thought I think I thought, a thought I know I think
Snowy rivers send the flowers something good to drink
Dusty pink the roses on a nowhere road they grow
This is what I know I think, not what I think I know
Tongue Twister Line: "One more thought I think I thought, a thought I know I think"
For the Tongue Twister Time Contest
Sponsored by Mystic Rose
Prelude:
OXYMORONIC
without air
without poetry
— cold
7/20/2020
THE SUMMER STORM
the roof’s removed, eyes closed
a splattering of thunder, lightning, rain
no sticks nor stones
let it rain, frenetically...
Spain* could be no sweeter
sounds could be no saltier
upstanding fan still spins
in unison
who needs air conditioning
when God orchestrates.
the welcome mat’s
soaking wet
i’m not
yet
but if i was
i have
no
complaint.
i hug the grace
God
gives me,
tell my husband
not
to stand
in front of the screen door
his smile
i adore
7/21/2020
*Relates to the tongue twister: “The rain in Spain is mainly in the plain”
Let me tell you what had happened
When two children's day had darkened
Home alone, fed up with Communism
They decided on some Spiritism.
Naughty brother and his sister
Started chanting a tongue twister
Shaking, dancing,twirling a spatula
Air head kids called evil Dracula
Goose bumps and a lot of laughter
Ended session... Guess What after ?...
As night descended on the "counting sheep"
Fate decided to take a strange, big Leap:
Radio and TV turned on
Sleep, peace and quiet all but gone
Colorful ceramics smashed into sand
Only my brother and I knew that's Grand.
Sunshine erased the real nightmare
But next night I lived in despair
A man stopped in front of my balcony
Raised his hat, saluted me politely
Do you wonder what's so creepy
And why I became so weepy?
I am a poet and I'm not a bore
But all of us lived on the thirteenth floor...
A lot of years have passed since then
Thank God for this contest and pen
If questions would arise please don't be shy
I'm willing to respond ...and laugh... and cry.
Written for the contest on Paranormal