Long Wined 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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A Debate

The Atheist
I see no reason for a god
Indeed for any type of god at all
I look around at all the churchmen
The pompous richly dressed ones
And wonder what their founder would have thought
And then at...

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Such a beautiful morning 
So quiet and serene 
Contented and yawning
I'm living the dream.
I lie back in my deckchair 
Emitting a contented sigh 
When landing on my chest from nowhere 
Came an exquisite butterfly. 

The...

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-Forget naught-

So soon after supper, you’ve forgotten
Those ones you called your alter egos.
Said adieu and you did not stay o!
So soon you forgot those ones?						

The one you met and greeted in clan,
During moon, storm, wind,...

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Such a beautiful morning 
So quiet and serene 
Contented and yawning 
I'm living the dream. 
I lie back in my deckchair 
Emitting a contented sigh 
When landing on my chest from nowhere 
Came an exquisite...

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SENSE OF UNIVERSAL CREATIVITY CONCEPT BEYOND COSMIC CREATURES REVIEW.
WHY, HOW, WHEN, WHO DESIGNED THE SYLLOGE KNOW HOW CREATOR ONLY KEN. 
OBVIOUSLY, SINCE INCEPTION OF MACROCOSMOS INFINITY TIMES LAPSED THE COINER SELF EXISTENCE HYPOTHESIS GIST AND...

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Such a beautiful morning 
So quiet and serene 
Contented and yawning
I'm living the dream.
I lie back in my deckchair 
Emitting a contented sigh 
When landing on my chest from nowhere 
Came an exquisite butterfly. 

The...

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I must apologize, This piece is quite lengthy,
but it was inspired by Homer's epic story.
  I hope you like it.

The Idiot and the Oddity    by Jerrius Curtpopolius    ...

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During the surpossium I heard his voice
as if he were talking only to me: she said, 
in a conversation with a group of women.
 You know how it is< everything is centered around
gaining your attention:...

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to spend their fathers treasures
on women and men.
This their father shall barest his new born son which
he had thought to have been his grandchild.
now he rallies to take back with pride
something he never knew he...

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(521 Australian servicemen were killed in
the Vietnam War.  Menzies = Australian
leader, septic tanks = "yanks", 
Queensberry = fair, as in the rules of
boxing, bonzer = good)

I'm Billy Bohane from Castlemaine - 
it's an Irish...

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He's got a big ego,
he keeps offending people,
he scoops the same scoop,
and round and round we loop,
until the bubble pops
and the world sees him flop,
reject the rude,
deflate your ego,
swearing kills the mood,
you able?

I'm getting too...

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Under the canopy of the silver crescent light, right before the ripe of night, basking in the mushroom embrace of twinkling stars, listening to crickets’ melancholic lullabies, before temporary death beckoned to make acquaintances, we...

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Don't forget to cross the Ts
and dot your Is
because if you don't do that
they're just lines vertical on a page.
Lets us forget about the imperfect words
that make us cry
the vertical lines,
like jail bars hold us...

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I once lived and thrived in quiet meadows
Amongst a sea of buttercups and pansies 
Protected by mountains of wisdom
I drank deep from crystal clear springs
That flowed for generations making rounded stones
That ranged in shades jet...

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MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE - THE BOMBING OF DRESDEN
There was a night, I still recall it now,
as winters cold had turned to soft and mild,
and gave us hope, that time would still allow
the passing by--of death--as death...

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THE BOMBING OF DRESDEN--    MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE - 
There was a night, I still recall it now,
as winters cold had turned to soft and mild,
and gave us hope, that time would still allow
the...

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MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE - THE BOMBING OF DRESDEN
There was a night, I still recall it now,
as winters cold had turned to soft and mild,
and gave us hope, that time would still allow
the passing by--of death--as death...

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Just because I say I do, I get to put up
With the wonder that is you, dearest.
My prince charming, whom rides upon a
Not a white horse, but an old broken down truck.
Call me an innocent...

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Losing a friend is truly the worst 
that’s happened to me yet,
especially when I see your face
and voice filled with regret. 
A face I hoped to see each day,
always in your smiling way.
A voice I’d...

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I do not know you Love
But you are always on my mind
People say you're hard to find
I would love to meet you one day.

I thought I knew you Love,
Long ago
You were tall and handsome
Romantic at...

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angst, body, cry, hurt, imagery, insect, war,

DODOITSU 

(A MOSQUITO'S LAMENT)

THE SACRIFICIAL LAMB ©  

This sacrificial lamb starts
An aggressive night ensues
Mosquito’s ‘ding’ clarifies
Dinner is almost served!

TAKE COVER!  ©

I’m a prisoner trenched down
Under cover of...

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It started out so nice. He wined and dined her
and brought her flowers when they had a date,
so gladly she agreed to marry him.
In fact, to be his wife she could not wait!

But with the...

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In the quiet hush of dawn’s first light, hussily strewn, 
as oil painting life,
exactly whispers secrets of easy night, 
spreading open dews, slappy cold earthy maw, 
bubbling crude, trefoil in the raw.

Clovers of hope in...

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Separation only looks so sweet,
And tantalizing, when I slice your meat.
Romanticizing crimson glistening,
You plead to god, but is he listening? 
Crazed focus guides me down your curves,
I live for giving you what you deserve,
A rough...

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