Short Klondike Poems

klondike solitaire
devil won't play fair
red on black black on red
playing never a dread
it beats lonliness
without any mess...

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The're heading north for gold
The last great rush unfolds
In the sub-artic winter cold-
Along the Chilkoot trail
Many thousands were to fail....

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Limerick: Once a Politician on hunger strike

Once a Politician on hunger strike
Dreamed of juicy steaks Champagne and Klondike
Meantime ate humble pie
And promised not to die:
So they fed him caviar and the like!

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014...

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She has an air about her, and
a soul that I admire;
a heart as pure as Klondike gold,
and words that so inspire.

Like rose of pink in morning mist,
her petals have a glow;
she’s like a star in distant night,
her light the way does show.

The care she has for others shows
and sets this rose apart;
her poetry is light and fresh,
the whispers from her heart.


February 19, 2019...

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you can feel his smile before you actually see
The grin on his face where others frown might be
He is the happiest most confident mushroom faerie
Whose name is Klondike McVey McVery

If you do not believe in faeries, you will not see him of course.
He is invisible to bigots, naysayers, and people who force.
But if your heart is open, and your kindness is easy to see
Klondike McVey McVery will come sit on your knee....

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All For A Klondike Bar!

 I would sail the mighty blue sea,
Tame a puffy green dragon to flip like a flea,
With the Queen have tea and crumpets dressed as a drag queen,
Run the Boston Marathon without wearing a thing,
Ride a hundred camels through downtown Miami,
Become the pink bottle Genie,
Drive across the US in mobile hot dog wienie.
Wear an itsy bitsy bikini on TV,
all with the hopes of biting into a cold crisp, 
creamy Klondike bar!...

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what I wouldn’t give for a Klondike bar
walking a mile would not be too far,
but going uphill would be too much
going that far is beyond my touch

I would settle for a Hoodsie of a trade
if I didn’t have to make that grade
a popsicle wouldn’t do, I want the best
but getting there I would need to rest

perhaps I would pass an ice cream truck
stopping half way would be just my luck
going that distance is fine for what I want 
I could then have both in half the jaunt....

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