Roy Poems

Roy G Biv

Roy G Biv
Rainbow order
has to do with music too
and math

Robin red breast
orange Julius
yellow bellied coward

Greenland

Blues music
Indigo’s child
Violets

Roy G Biv
a reminder of my childhood
and my teacher, Mrs. Kay

ROY ORBINSON poetrix

         


        Here comes that song again
    poignant romanticism... I hear Roy
  admirable creator owner of pain and illusion

A translation of Sukumar Roy Nonsense Literature

Nonsense Literature

In amputation, amputee a nation 

Here we come! Here we are so! I woo thee!
In three we count and clutter, and toothless joyous, smiley me!
Giggling and stomping are they! Here they come! Brother keeper brethren herd! Feelings elation, rainbow, cuddly!
None knows why! Even though, they are in the hardest try! As it came along,

Mr Roy

I sigh at the sight of Mr. Roy,
He seems a very loving man,
A warmth he carries,
That can be felt
Even miles far away.

I sigh at the sight of Mr. Roy,
The heart laments the absence of warmth,
I only wish words few of love,
But often met with blows of curse,
I look on and on but no escape meets.

I

Wanna Walk With Roy

In dreams, I always wanna walk with Roy,
I think that my scary feelings ain't right.
I'm just running scared like a silly boy -
alone, so lonely, this feeling tonight.

Tell me, are you as lonely as can be?
I had long thought that I was over you.
How ever will you give your smile to me
and then, dearest darling,

Roy G Biv

Going to catch us both a rainbow.
Hop on for a ride.
Help me choose a colour
and lay down by my side.

Romancing on a rainbow.
Is little understood.
Eventually I'll catch one
and then I think we should.

So next time when it's raining
You know right where I'll be.
Out there chasing rainbows
just for you and me.

Roy Rogers

center>ROY ROGERS

Roy Rogers on Trigger his horse
Was a regular tour de force
He made it his quest
To clean up the West
Then end with a love song of course

2nd May 2022
High Noon poetry contest
Sponsor - Joseph May

I Want To Meditate With Roy Orbison

I was in the middle of a PowerPoint
About Pastafarianism
Then I noticed someone in the corner
Not paying attention

Lost, looking tired
I heckled to him
"Paul, quick, candy-coloured clown..."
He found the song on his laptop

I checked the speakers and adjusted the volume
I picked
Up the microphone and sang, looking at the student in the corner...
"Go to sleep, everything is alright."

They

Rancho Roy and Force - Nursery Rhyme

There was a boy 
Named Rancho Roy
He had a horse 
Whose name was Force
They loved to ride 
Out far and wide 
Force used to take 
Him to the lake
Where he sat long 
And wrote a song 
Called "Rider's Hill -
Ride to your fill"
When they came back 
He had a snack -
Fresh cake and tea 
And

Only King

I found the narrow reflection
behind the mirror of my shade.
Here no one can spread their slogans
instead of me,
no one ever torture 
the dream of being free.
I am better enough to feel 
the breath of my own, 
I am better enough to touch
the soul of my goal.
I am the only health of my dream,
I am the

Little Lord Cat La Roy

Little Lord Cat-la-Roy was given a day at the queen’s famous court.
He took a bottle of his daddy’s finest wine, blood red like port.
Left it with the sentinel who assured him he’d give it to the queen.
He saw him share it with the jester, which was truly kind of mean.

Lord Cat-la-Roy was dressed in his

Roy G Biv

a signal cloud
crying in a blue
sky trying 
to make a
rainbow
with
help
from
his old
friend the

sun

but she is over
shadowed by his
greediness
and lust
but
not
for
the
gold
found at 

the end

he wants
the whole
rainbow
itself
to
hold
to steal
especially
all of her
yellow

My Friend Roy

When you and I were children, many wonderful stories were read and told to us,                                        

Roy Unbound

I tried to cage the muse
I tried to cage the silverbird
I tried to hide the puma
I tried to hide the eagle
I tried to hide the art in I
I tried to pen just but a little

The cumulative pressure
The cumulative effect
I almost lost I..

Hitting the ground without a chute
Hitting the ground running

The guy on a wing and

Pity Poor Roy

Roy Reindeer was feeling romantic.
He’d gone from just lonely to frantic.
He’d soon be besotted,
for nearby he spotted
a lovely doe. She was gigantic!

Poor reindeer! For brains he had puddin’.
He wanted to mate, but he couldn’t.
In this strange encounter,
when he tried to mount ‘er,
he found this fine lady was wooden.

November 13, 2018 (UPI) “Woman films as deer

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