Short Hie Poems

Her rather quaint cottage in Gwent
Appeared to be quite Heaven-sent
Then down came a spider
That flip-flopped inside her
And hie high ballistic she went!...

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His love flows like a never ending river
He is as endless as the waves that beat upon the shore
His strength is stronger than the might four winds
Hie beauty shines brighter than any precious stone
He is all and never ending
He is God...

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Gramercy of this aroint,
doth she come?
Sirrah crown cries well met,
doth she come?

Ye wast in a hurry.
Aroint! Thy heads were seel.
Aye, thou art nay dispatches.
Aye, thou art woe.

Thou wouldst be dead.
Hark now hie!
Hark now hie!...

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The treasured end of ev'ry rainbow
lands upon a door,
and if we'd seek a little further,
we'd need not seek no more.

For beyond the threshhold love awaits,
richer than the world's fine gold,
freely offered to a wanting heart,
that shivers in the cold.

So up and travel far and wide,
on land, on air, on sea.
Hie ye to embracing arms
that only wait for thee....

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Like Ken, ever on his last sail -
a soul slipper asway on gales …
Some loves shall lead these ending days
Tapering the winding display ~

High mountain air before lungs crush
Umpteen stars to drink ‘fore eyes hush
Rivers cold to shiver the numb
Rivers bold will quiver to dumb
Away, away, this last hurray
Hie now to float the scented way ~ 

(8/29/20: '96 Sea Ray Express Cruiser 400; DMS)...

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after a few drinks
one cold night
the Rev. Mr Culpepper
left his club
in the eastern part of
Jasper County Mississippi

on his walk home
he was taken sick
and stopped at the residence
of a dear lady friend
the widow mary banes

there hie took
a dose or two
maybe even three
of medicine
followed by
some liquid
libation

here he suddenly died
in a manner of minutes

his disease
was found to be
bilious colic...

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Hie thee now by warning taught
The path ahead be peril fraught
Each breath taken carried past
Each step taken counted last
To strive against such dangers rife
Tis better chance the falling knife
For what portends from grand emprise
By hazards wroth may be surmised
That loot awaits at ventures end
For those whom Deaths hand doth forfend
But take thee heed and be thee ware
In trust and faith place not a care
For tho the treasure sets ye free
Success breeds many enemies...

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An effervescent ever-pheasant's
   odyssey really ought to see
   my grain's migraine
      and Lem 'n Ma rang pie

Of course, no bull's noble
   as Maple's may pull
   and gopher's go-fer
     dozen 't batten I

Camel-flesh is camouflaged
   yet a manatee's not a man 'o tea
   though a miss is a miss
      a baby is a bay bee

Enclosing in closing, Ion I must say
   (that) while bee gone is begone
   (still) Hi and high need hie
      but a by is a buy is a bye...

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They crouch and creep on a narrow line
and bait each other by flicking a tine.

Like angry bulls they paw at ground,
then shadow each other, not making a sound.

They ebb and sprint and flow and rescind,
such skeletal flowers in a winter wind.

For lack of a sister, they court a brother.
With lack of prey they devour each other

and marry the corpse in the tattered gown,
these dead corsages hanging down.

Now they lunge and now they hie,
to wait another day to die....

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