Short Hugo Poems

this great story is comparable ~ to parables in holy writ...

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Your thick neck and graceful eyes,,
Zafar Khan you are a tiger with ties....

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Zafar Khan Down do you pay your taxes?
Why are you interested in different sexes?...

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With
no 
object-
subjective
abstracts were born

Ekphrasis tribute to Turner/Moreau/Hugo...

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Hugo was in a great haste
To use his new whitening toothpaste
He gave the tube a hard squirt
And out it did spurt
And the cap was never replaced...

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Sad surprise awaits Juliette.
She walks into her house
to find new rescue, Hugo,
ripping the living room apart.
Bad doggie! Very, very bad doggie!
...

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A judge ruled a man is not cursed
By the name by which he was nursed
So his wife's not to blame
That his friends cause him shame
When she tells them all, "Hugo first!"...

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Poem Eviradnus By Hugo

Wherever you may go either fast or slow
Eventually always will have run into Hugo;
A poem created;
Consummated,
And tried and true and then to and fro.

Jim Horn...

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Poor huge man who believes
              further large...
             In front of Everest,
             or grand canyon
             it's simple dwarf,
             In the immense desert,
             it's tiny grain... !...

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Frazzled freakish freckled Flo
Generously gives gifts on the go
Huckster Hugo has eyes for Flo
If they get together, who will know?

Just Jeremy, Jenny, Jimmy and Joe
Kindly crazy kin set up a glow
Lighting the meadow for Hank and Flo
Midnight merriment, a fireworks show...

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I wrote a fairy tale, "How Hugo became a fairy friend?" for BJ's contest, but realised that she wanted a "story poem", while mine comes under short story, so I posted it under Short Stories.

Please do take time to read and leave your comments.  I have given the link above....

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Hugo was a huge hurricane in Carolina
Unfortunately I was homeless then
Right then God being the designer 
Red shelter found with kind garbage man
I had a three month old baby boy
Cherry cries for he felt my fear
Angels seem to fill amber void
Needing grace God kept us near
Embrace of His hand so dear
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I love a good threat, Hugo Jepsen,
Will you send the police, and then some?
If my pattern obstructs traffic
For I am demanding a hefty ransom
While tossing diamonds
From yonder throne!

THIRD PLACE BRONZE WINNER
written September 5, 2021
especially for "Word Play #1" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Hugo Jepson...

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...title courtesy of Victor Hugo


Silver'd whisps, 
diaphanous, floating 'neath 
the ether, flying high like 
prophecy or prayer. 

Black forbidding masses
rumbling out their message,
jagged bolts of lightning 
rend the air.

Innocuous or deadly, 
omens to discerning eyes, 
it would behoove us all 
to heed the skies....

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To be the last, to finish, to only see ends without beginnings.
Xenocide could not claim you.
Ender did not name you.
Love’s the Card which framed you.
Orson Scott Card.
 
* For Brian's Literary Affairs Contest. Orson Scott Card author of books  Ender's Game 
(1985) and its sequel Speaker for the Dead (1986) both won Hugo and Nebula award winners....

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...title courtesy of Victor Hugo

                 ******

Silver'd wisps, diaphanous, 
floating 'neath the ether, 
flying high like prophecy or prayer. 

Black forbidding masses 
rumbling out their message, 
jagged bolts of lightning rend the air. 

Innocuous or deadly, 
omens to discerning eyes, 
it would behoove us all to heed the skies!...

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...title courtesy of Victor Hugo

                 ******

Silver'd whisps, diaphanous, 
floating 'neath the ether, 
flying high like prophecy or prayer. 

Black forbidding masses 
rumbling out their message, 
jagged bolts of lightning rend the air. 

Innocuous or deadly, 
omens to discerning eyes, 
it would behoove us all to heed the skies!...

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Silver'd whisps, 
diaphanous, floating 'neath 
the ether, flying high like 
prophecy or prayer.                                         

Black forbidding masses
rumbling out their message,
jagged bolts of lightning 
rend the air.

Innocuous or deadly, 
omens to discerning eyes, 
it would behoove us all 
to heed the skies.


Note: title courtesy of Victor Hugo...

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Silver wisps, 
diaphanous, floating 'neath 
the ether, flying high as 
prophecy or prayer.                                         

Black forbidding masses
rumbling out their message,
jagged bolts of lightning 
rend the air.

Innocuous or deadly, 
omens to discerning eyes, 
it would behoove us all 
to heed the skies.


Note: title courtesy of Victor Hugo...

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Silver wisps, 
diaphanous, floating 'neath 
the ether, flying high like 
prophecy or prayer.                                         

Black forbidding masses
rumbling out their message,
jagged bolts of lightning 
rend the air.

Innocuous or deadly, 
omens to discerning eyes, 
it would behoove us all 
to heed the skies.


Note: title courtesy of Victor Hugo...

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Silver'd whisps, 
diaphanous, floating 'neath 
the ether, flying high like 
prophecy or prayer.                                         

Black forbidding masses
rumbling out their message,
jagged bolts of lightning 
rend the air.

Innocuous or deadly, 
omens to discerning eyes, 
it would behoove us all 
to heed the skies.


Note: title courtesy of Victor Hugo...

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Gotham City’s criminally insane -
like Mr. Freeze, Penguin, and Hugo Strange -
Each definitely had a twisted brain.
Gotham City’s criminally insane
did time in Arkham Asylum in vain.
Did any of them ever see a change?
Gotham City’s criminally insane -
like Mr. Freeze, Penguin, and Hugo Strange.

January 11, 2023
For The Arkham Asylum Poetry Contest 
of  Robert James Liguori...

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Ay yo whats good its the Russian Hacker
I be trying out products 
boom boom wow
Im in the forest trying to survive
I have no apples, sorry cow
I have a huge dog
His name is Hugo
He eats so much food
when i order it it's to-go
If your in the forest feeling dirty
just use a portable shower
my rhymes are sick
but my roasts are sour
When someone roasts me
i pull the trigger
jesus christ is my tigger...

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rumbles in the distance
announce the coming storm
old habits linger
and I find myself preparing
for the hurricane force of
your bullying
once I lived my life in your
emotional blender
always trying to remain in the
eye of your storm
now like Hugo
you are a memory
and I am sifting through
your aftermath
at my own pace
thriving in the beautiful
calmness of freedom
from your pressure system
...

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A wanna be nazi.? Such a liar though artsy; ' throu-dough
Soon will go.' He has authored many no no's, he moves
Like Hugo a go go.' With a lot less ( to witt ) though.' He is now
Going solo..Yet not up to Hans.' Level flight though he needs maybe a Rocky.? squirrel to jockey his bull-winkle
Cannot see..What a total loss will be.? Into a virtual infinity.'
Which in our dotcom stupidity is about as real as it gets we see !
...

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