Short Deified Poems

Redder kayak dewed
rotor radar rotator
madam sagas tenet
draw Ogopogo eye deified
Hannah's murdrum tenet
Madam Eve tenets...

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There once was a witty "tot", Tim, 
His "radar" detected all the slim. 
With "level" of glee, 
He'd "deified" spree, 
"Level" elated, Thats Tim's whim! 

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What I Said Would Have Lied

With what I said  would have lied,
Saying Trump is actually qualified;
Good grief,
Beyond belief,
And did think he has been deified.

Jim Horn...

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To most of us,
the Sun is a glowing ball
in the sky, giving us warmth
and light. Since ancient Egyptian
times, the Sun was deified
for its presence never faded
throughout the seasons.......

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when with God will ride
He made me feel great inside
would do with much pride

God we deified
always on Him we relied
together with abide

when out I have cried
love my each friend and food fried
told truth and not lied

James Horn Haiku Horn...

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A world of hurting
loud voices blurting
truth often denied
humans deified
stresses abounding.

Fake news astounds
rumors make rounds
hard to conceive
who to believe?

Damnation,
frustration
what to do?

Stay cool
No fool!

Hope...

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Listen to poem:

Wow
Ten animals I slam in a net.
No lemons, no melon.
Was it a car or a cat I saw? 
Live not on evil,
Step on no pets,
Stack cats 
Deified 
Madam!
Murder for a jar of red rum
Too bad I hid a boot 
with a flask of rum in it.
Now I can't find it.
We panic in a pew!...

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Repetutunt proprios quaeque recursus  

No Stetson
No it is opposition
Never odd or even
Selfles sees selfles
Did
We few
Sexes
As a
Flesh self
Deified
Eves sensuousness eve
Lived evil
Deed
n’
Devils eyes lived
n’
Sees
Eros  

Each line is a palindrome but the last, though still read it form S to E...

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‘Madam! rhymes I defy,
for they displease my eye.
With ‘wow’ I wildly converse 
‘I’m Ava,’ I write free verse
in words alas drown I

My muse I deified;
she’s level-headed guide.
Drinks tea with me at high noon
sings a boring, minim tune
‘Don’t nod!’ she doth decried
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The lady was quite civic minded,
as a nun she always presided
midnight to noon on the harp 
until her old dog did bark
Mum I fear your tune is one-sided!

The dog said must I refer you to this,
the deed you long ago signed with a kiss
and a pip on the head,
a tenet until dead,
my howls deified along with your riffs.
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Of Cleanliness and Godliness, the adage appoints;
God will be proximate to the most cleanly joints.
Now, Craig’s place is clean, I mean, his pad is bright!
And Steve lives on Craig’s left while I’m on the right.

The way that I figure, if that old saying’s true,
Then Steve’s digs are painted a deified hue. 
Steve must be holy as holy can be,
‘Cause he’s next to Craig’s place, and God is not me!...

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Every day is a page to write a new story.
It doesn't matter how many typos there
are in your story. History has a lot of typos
not only done by hap hazard folks,
but also people who were deified and given
sainthood. It doesn't matter what writing
style you use; John Lennon, Nelson Mandela,
Mahatma Gandhi....all had their own styles.
Blessed with a new day to live each sunrise,
is a moment to write a new story. A page
has to be written something.......

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Who are the countrified?
The too-soon petrified 
Who wooden gods deified,
With them identified;
Their ways not modified…

I see The Countrified 
In “Norms can’t be defied!”
Who had gin edified,
With kernels satisfied…

Their cherished game slapstick, 
After meals fingers lick:
Those who meet the sodden,
When much damp the wooden;
Dew-soaked their monthly shoes,
For which the police ask ‘‘Whose?”


On “Who are countrified”
Please, in me you confide…...

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A dignified statesman, 
A deified ‘Godman,’
A glorified star (of films or sports)
All tumble—
After a Starr report 
Or an HIV test 
Or a dope test.
Or maybe a Watergate 
Or a Coalgate. 
Media reports or media hype?
Whistle blowers
On whistle blowers—ad infinitum. 
God and my God are antithetical?
Is rape the norm—
Where Rama and Sita are worshipped?
Whatever your belief,
Call it Postmodern Era 
Or Kali Yuga
Or what you will, 
Will entropy be the norm?
—	Ram., R. V....

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