Short District Poems

Blues jazz New Orleans music district...

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Saddist makes the district sad .by g.anu thangavel....

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redlight district
an ambush of tigers
at every corner

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proud of their district
the voting lines never crossed
red,white and blue state...

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Magnum, P.I. Investigations

Tom Selleck
Played a fake P.I. who was not always angelic.
Actual P.I. hired by adjacent water district proved
That he had water illegally removed....

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Media Block Caused Shock

We are still in a state of shock; 
School district media did block; 
Problems causing; 
Around bossing; 
Of happenings start taking stock.

Jim Horn...

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M-embers
A-re
L-ooking
A-t
Y-early
S-uccess
I-n
A-bundance

Topic: 40th Anniversary of INC in Singapore, district of Malaysia (September 15,2019) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Another State of Shock

We are in all another state of shock;
The school district  media did block;
Problems causing,
And around bossing;
Of happenings should be taking stock.

Jim Horn...

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An old lady from Brussels,
Enjoys a dinner of mussels,
Restaurants in the district,
Have hired chefs looking strict,
To ward off her annoying morsels.



February 19, 2022
howmanysyllables.com...

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S-uccess
I-s
N-otably
G-ained
A-s
P-ropagation's
O-utcome
R-emains
E-xceptional

Topic: 40th Anniversary of INC in Singapore, district of Malaysia (September 15,2019) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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The Love of My Life

Flowing tresses of.blond hair and deep blue eyes
We flirted, promising our undying love for each other
I was captivated by her girlish charm and wit
After nine steamy months it came to an end
I moved to a new school district to start third grade

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the forgotten wood
 
                                       dead eyes of Ethel's baby

                                          dripping blood gravels*









                         * based on folk belief in Barak District Assam



horror haiku
unconventional haiku...

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For as far as eyes and beyond can see
And listening to music never playing and always heard
District gap undefined
Eternally I am Here
As you are here as the moon is the sun
Two=3=the chair in the room of the Office
You never checked into
Yet tuned in every hair brown or blonde
Every why or how
In time with God....

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                                   From 'old' Black Wall Street
                                   The Greenwood District and more
                                   To the 'new' Pine Bluff
                                   So much promise for true growth
                                   Businesses and services...

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Excuse me Mr Story
I appear to be lost 
Can you point in the direction of the News of the World
Yeah mate
Its in the business district of tapping
What you wanna do is 
Take Brooks down
Till you get to Murdock 
Then go right to Public
You cant miss it
It' the house built of glass
Just be aware of it's devilish reflection...

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M-inister of the district
A-ims to lead the brethren; 
Y-earning to teach the fold
O-n reaching the promised heaven. 
N-ever will he abandon
E-ach and every sheep; 
L-ike a true shepherd, his love for the flock is deep.

T-wenty-fourth of May
A-larms him of the devil's trick; 
A-ll the chosen ones are warned, 
L-ed by the minister of the district....

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Poem about Sudbury, Ontario, Canada


Where's Blueberry Hill?
Is it north; is it west?
All the people are talking
and they say it's the best.

Little fingers are picking.
All the children bent down
filling baskets with berries
on the far side of town.

So; where are these berries
I see marked on the map.
In this place called a district
of the Minnow Lake gap....

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Cloth, clothing, garb, la ropa
Sure beats Prozac, or even L-Dopa

Hemming, cutting, measuring, looping
Snappy dress keeps those smiles from drooping

A blouse, a suit, a shirt, a shawl
Strange young tailor masters them all

‘Can’t wait! Must have! Quick! Hurry!’
‘No excuses, tailor, to you I’m judge and jury!’

Shame, fear, anger, doubt
Sorry, ma’am, those stains won’t come out!...

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Please, quit saying that one may be strict
And peoples movements hardly restrict.
The strict could your blood vessels constrict,
A people confine to a district:
Have the rather free into jail tricked
And forgotten while God's Time ticked.

They just have strong links: 'strict' and 'restrict',
Because 'Strict' often says 'Restrict':
A criminal's captured neck constrict......

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Time to rest,
laying sound and ponder,
my mind will race and wander,
blinkers on, blinkers off,
time to turn my emotions off.

Mind, body and soul,
to each district my mind roll,
soul to soul as I go,
uplifting and peace,
but that districts a no no.

Oblivious to the carnage,
my good name may now be tarnished,
time for mind, body and soul to resolve,
the many reasons,
that make me want to evolve....

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I don’t know why crowd cover this,
Atmosphere full of air pollution
River full of chemist contamination 
I don’t know why seedy cover this.

There are buildings stand sturdy
As the inner of economic
As the base of legality
As the nodal of metropolitan cosmic

But slumber still mushrooming
They have and they haven’t contrast
Too hard they are still humming
Scavenged in every time on trust...

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Walk, walk in a cemetery. Old and imposing necropolis. In Hackney.
Poe lived here, in this amazing main district.
Walk, walk. Silent...
You don't hear the voices of the dead, no, never
They tell you to wait, stop, don't go any further.
Listen to us, you are with us, but carry on the news of our past.
On and on, because we also lived here, and we are making our future generation live on.

Live on...

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Languid days of Summer set me afire
Amber sun beams delight my heart.
King Fishers as they dart past
Each one swoops as it flies to its post.

Down by the river's edge
I watch, and listen-
See each one as it dives -
Then, back to its perch.
Resting there awhile as life flows by.
In the still silence I hear each sound of
Calm waves which gently lap creating
Tranquil sounds that abound.

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A good old duck, a mother hen, 
a friend of Peter Rabbit; chased 
Mr. McGregor out of the garden: 
the Flopsy Bunnies survive again.  

She knew her ewes from her rams, 
meticulous, house-proud in her way. 
A hedgehog, a Mrs. Tiggy Winkle 
every field mouse allowed to stay. 

Cumbria and the Lake District 
will never see her like again: 
North country girl, illustrator, 
storyteller with brush and pen....

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A land without a single crook,
Because criminals they don't brook:
They'd out fish them with a hook
Relying in their roguish look...

A District without a Half Crook
Battered eyes to one make a spook
And as unpleasant as damned gooks...
The criminal, without fail, cooks
First claiming that he lives took

Then, high time petty that you forsook
No one has got wings of rook
Nor in Vengeful World saved by Book....

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