Long Villager Poems

Once upon a time, there were two little villages, Rowling and Tolkien, that lived in peace with each other.  Rowling and Tolkien had many, many children, some very young, others young, and a few...

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Continued from Maya 1

At length, when the womens' screams had ceased
and the sound of the thunder had stopped,
he gathered his courage and withdrew himself
from his hiding place beneath the corn.
He left the hut and prostrated...

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What once was a peaceful delightful place 
Joyful and friendly creatures in God’s grace
A stunning morning a soulful sunrise
A village heaven has gifted a prize
The most grandiose of rainbow arches
The villagers spirited because March is
The...

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Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised April 19th, 2023

IM pen named Pilot Jane A. Rug
who ascribes to writing poetry
as opportunistic, holistic, and cathartic
warming me body electric
courtesy an outsize 
warm brimful...

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Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised March 10th, 2024...

(Any resemblance between the following humorous account and real life circumstance tis purely coincidental).

Went off for hair raising shindig
donning noggin of villager...

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Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised March 10th, 2022...

Went off for hair raising shindig
donning noggin of villager in Nigg
(historic county of Ross-shire,
historic region of Ross
and Cromarty, northeast
coast of Scotland).

Somehow postiche...

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stones
by michael r. burch


i.
far below me lies a village
with its houses hewn from stone
and though Everyman who lives there
bravely claims he’s not alone,
i can tell him, yes u are!
for u cannot touch the stars
no matter...

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A king with might and piety
He rules his land quietly
Silence always seeks sound
Peace ends when it's found

A wizard casts a spell
Damning the king to hell
Creating chaos and death
Naming his creation Firebreath  

A dragon, a...

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let every old woman with a wrinkled face,
she should be aware,she lives in disgrace,
a furrowed brow,hairy lip and single tooth,
know me well,i'll get the truth.
a squinty eye and scolding tongue,
the squeaky voice she's had from...

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Mutuma was alone in the forest,
busy piling up his beans harvest
in his favorite sisal basket.

As he was about to lift his basket,
a feather from nowhere fell
on his basket, with a soft
landing. He could tell
that this...

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The heavens opened wide that night,
Thunder pounded the skies with might,
Lightening, God’s pyrotechnics were in play,
A great delight for the fox to have his way.

Power knocked out, no doubt this was a dread,
The local rag’s...

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I am the spirit,
That lives in the hearts of those,
Who still see value in keeping strong communities
Where good deeds are never spoken of,
As they are so woven into the fabric of daily life,
The need never...

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The shade is nice under the large tree, but once the shade is lost, the wanderer will die.
When the small tree can finally leave the shadow of the larger tree, it can feel the sun’s...

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The old oak felled by man is no different from me,
Whose fond dreams were shot down, carried off to the sea. 
By the river, this tree had enduringly stood
‘Til the villager maimed it for need...

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On the other side of the village, there lived an old woman.
Every day, she walked barefoot on a country dusty road,
passing by our neighborhood.

In the summer, we played all day long in the dust,
We, curious...

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Long  ago when fairy tales and fables

Defined that period in time 

There's a story seldom told 

Of a Dyslexic Shepherd boy 

Who guarded the town's flock

From a wolf with hungry eyes 

The Mayor said...

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Vegans and Vegaterians 
Half-baked lies and friendly flies , is what most poor people eat. 
Lemon drops and candy and choclate kisses aer too sweet. 
Eye eat MEAT.I like the burgers AND the dogs, 
sandwiches...

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 She is a deep feet                 
She has beaten to drown many she      ...

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Wherever I stand,
It will be my holy land!
Wherever I stand,
It will be my holy land,
Listen to what I say,
And read my lips Friend!
The world has dramatically changed,
And became difficult to re-fix or amend!
The world of...

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they dug a path down Church Lane
with walls that , to my child’s eye
seemed to rear up sheer and cold
as though reaching for the sky
at the extremes of my memory 
not much else is really...

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The wind bellowed from the west
This young boy joined the rest
Without realizing what they are up to? 
Followed them blindly just for fun

Poor fools were out to agitate
This boy thought they were out 
On a...

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Someone help me please, 
I feel so lost,
The snow is deep, 
The streets are dark,
Unfriendly people 
Come at a cost,
I left my red scarf 
As a mark,
It’s gone,
But so sleepy, thought,
I’d have a nap,
Last I...

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Oh Santa where are you?
Have you noticed yet I'm lost?
I hope you will soon find me,
Before I freeze in the evening frost.

I might only be one little elf,
But I'd like to think you care.
Surely someone...

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In a field that is claimed to be wasteland 
only fed by the sun and the rain;
its dotted with a sprinkling of yellow
amongst the wild grasses again.

And the manicured lawns of the village
with the roses...

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I am chasing a galloping gingerbread, and the little old man and the
Little old woman and a rake and a fork and a spoon are helping me
When another villager begins yelling at the top of...

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