Short Eighth Poems

October eighth
Today, I offer thanks
No need to wait for November...

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Bronze refulgence heats
womb waters to expel their
Crusted eggs of bone....

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i'm on
my eighth
life not on
the karmic
wheel but
just thought
i'm a dog not

a cat...

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Henry the Eighth
Ate far too much in palaces
Oh dear for the deer in
A park.




9/10/2015...

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Written by Gail DeBole

Sculpted and preserved
Eroded into beauty;
Candy for the soul.


Haiku Mountain Week Contest
Eighth Place...

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Sleep and unicorn
Both are rumored to exist
I won't see any.

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Eighth place win
Contest : Unicorn Haiku by p.d....

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I love my Sooners!
Crimson and cream on the field;
Thousands attending,
For their eighth championship win.
You’re in Soonerland my friend....

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Sixty-five million
Broken hearts shattered, not glass--
The glass ceiling waits.






Copyright © 2016-2018 by Mark Toney.  All rights reserved....

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On the Eighth Day ……… Peter Onyancha

And on the Eighth day
He created Hell
He looked at it
And said, it was good

It was good for good
Good for them!...

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Scorpio is the most misunderstood signs of the zodiac. The spirit color for a Scorpio is black. The birth stone is a topaz. It's ruling planet is Pluto. It's the eighth sign....

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Nineteen sixty August Eighth 
At his fifty two my father died 
I was then years eight 
Behind me my siblings five
Widow my mother thirty three 
Nothing wrong with God one...

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Oooo...a visit to the zoo
Don't want to be a Kangaroo,
See it there, hop. hop. hop
Never knows how to stop
Be tallest giraffe, that's true

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Eighth Placement
Contest: Zanny Zoo...

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Found a new friend from out Alberta way
Willow's her name, a sweet young thing in the hay
Also Whispering-Breathless
She seems quite precocious
February twenty-eighth was surely my lucky day...

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Agent, Load The Toad, this is informant Marty Sperm Ball, come in....
Are you the Gate Keeper, over ? No, my real name is Sir Salem Scrotum 
Antipuss the eighth from Bioteck Federations Inc., of her Silicon Valley, copy....

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C-rimson in the blue sky 
H-as replaced the night; 
R-ise of the morning sun 
I-s in your good 
S-ight. 

G-et up from the bed, 
A-s you wake from slumber; 
Y-our birth brings brightness 
O-n twenty-eighth November....

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We are having the pink alpaca parade today
This was told to me enthusiastically, and right away.
I thought it was weird to be celebrating the eighth of May
But then again, that’s the day the alpaca is the most merry and gay....

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V-ile weather turns fine, 
E-arly breaking Wednesday; 
R-ise of the sun begins, 
N-ight chill fades 
A-way.

M-ake twenty-eighth December
A-ble to meet the beacon; 
Y-our birthday has come, 
O-n the way to a new horizon....

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K-iss the jinx goodbye, 
Y-our luck comes Saturday; 
L-et the new dawn break 
A-pril eighth without delay. 

S-eek the sweet sunrise 
I-n the wide blue sky; 
T-he blessings will overflow, 
O-nce you kiss the jinx goodbye....

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L-et Thursday night turn 
I-nto a beautiful Friday; 
L-ight twenty-eighth December 
I-s taking the dark 
A-way. 

Y-our birthday has come, 
M-ist has left the meadow; 
A-llow the joy to stay, 
S-o keep your face 
A-glow....

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T-he beacon in the morning
E-liminates the cold night; 
S-eptember eighth Friday, 
S-unshine sets things
A-right.

B-egin to see the light, 
U-ntil the dawn breaks somehow; 
L-ife's darkest days are
A-ll behind you
N-ow....

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Heard her steps near

Was all ears but

Oh, fear crept in.

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September 30, 1935
Path No.                  9+30 =12 = 3
Destiny No.    9+30+1935  =30 = 3

September 17, 2014
Form : Than-bauk
Eighth Place win...

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Having been raised the wild
always felt awkward when asked
to praise traditions unknown.
Like my red stockings?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
written by Nancy Jones
for contest called Christmas Stockings Tribute
on December the eighth or ninth...

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A-n early morning sun
I-s rising above the horizon; 
Z-enith awaits the noontime, 
A-s it expects the beacon.

A-n early morning sun
B-egins to share the light; 
I-n eighth day December, 
A-ll shadows drift into the
N-ight....

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L-et your eyes find the way, 
O-pen them to see the light; 
R-ight path leads you to truth, 
E-ven during the
N-ight.

P-ray for the brightness, 
I-n the midst of dark day; 
N-ovember eighth is fine, 
O-nce you find the way....

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A-s sunset is drawing near, 
I-t's Friday December eighth; 
Z-one of zenith is fading, 
A-fternoon delight is great. 

A-nother noontime heat 
B-egins to disappear; 
I-t's nice to wait and watch, 
A-s sunset is drawing 
N-ear....

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