Short Mor Poems

Rumor 
R u mor(e)
For me?
Asking rumors...

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Rumor,rumor!

R u mor......e?

Where is e?

It’s end of true know?...

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Ta wallay kanzal kai?
Yes zma plar harami,
Yes zma mor harami,
Yes zma zaat harami.
Note.(lose character)...

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In the
gaze of angels,
to my left,to my right-
the daily walk by faith,and not
by sight

See mor at 2 Cor 5:7 & Ps 91:11...

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Four thousand miles away and mor

you built your castle near that shor

and left our love forevermor

on silver plates with tarnished sor

-cec...

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Garden

Dancing in my gar/
den, I bet you're redolent,    (of) 
daffodils and mor/
ning dew and sun kissed grapes, your 
tongue the color of rainbows....

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With the 'Unknown Comic' he would dare us
  But Chuckie Barris never scared us

     JP 'Mor-gon' teased viewers with ruby red lips
     While not as wide as Hot Lips Houlihan in the hips...

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Nkpanto na nye yor
Nkpanto na nye yor

Nyape Lanyor
Kri mor aya nyor

San nshi ne shile

We’re going hunting
We’re going hunting

When we catch a hare
Tie him by his legs

Don’t let him escape...

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DEATH

        Mor Mpment,
        Original hour
        Regulatory
        Temporal of
        Human species ...

          LIFE
        ideal view
        Intelligent state,
        Divine gift
        Loving presence
        Supernatural Nature ...!...

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How gentle the thorns of time
Pierced and dripping we are
From within, fragile the skin
In the bracken bush hidden 
Akin, to the daggers, of Julius
behind opaque Curtains and veils backdropped On life,s stage plays ,
of maybe three score and ten.
"mor dyner y drain"...

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It is when the 
morning 
of that day shows 
that i 
realise lonely i shall 
be
It is when he says 
take 
care my son and she 
says i love you son 
that i 
realise what is life 
without them
It is when she looks 
at 
me & say 'I LOVE 
YOU' 
that i realise 'I LOVE 
HER MOR...

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A painter in Le Havre called Eugene
Found the 'outside' mor his scene
Monet quickly became a fan
Claude taking aboard the views of this man-
And so ,Impressionism began

NOTE:VIGNETTE is a rhymed five line light verse narrative cameo(a description that encapsulates someone or something)...

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“I’m familiar with the fact that you are going to ignore this problem until it swims up and bites you on the a$$.”

—Jaws (Hooper)


idyllic setting.
   deep blue and Betty—
flotsam of the sea.
        submarine cruising—
its teeth for chewing
              curious mor-soul.

3/26/2021
not for contest...

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what would life be like if you werent here, no mor arguing over what i wear, dont have to 
hear about my hair, wont be annoyed when you think you know whats best. I could finally 
nest, but to answer that difficult question, i have to say it would be full of depression i 
wouldnt change a little thing, with out family life aint worth living....

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Kisses from a passionate flame in heat
A whisper of smoke, an exhale of life
Here the journey begins
Into a black abyss 
Deep down...
Down...
Dow...
Do...
D...
...
M...
Mo...
Mor...
More...
Need more...
Have to find more
Dancing with the night
Life hidden in shadow, footsteps light as air
I say farewell to every worry and to every care...

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A brain teasing, truly tiring,
firing neurons noetic.
A phonetic, pleasing puzzle?
Nah, sick muzzle poetic.


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A Séadna Mòr (shay’-na mor), maybe the most difficult I've encountered:

Line 1: xxxxxx(xa)
Line 2: xaxx(xxb)
Line 3: xxxbxx(xc)
Line 4: xbxc(xxb)

https://poetscollective.org/poetryforms/seadna-mor/...

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“Agora é tarde Ines é mor”
Ire, Revenge clouded Pedro‘s heart.
Death separated the lovers apart.
Seeking a punishment to fit the crime,
Heart pulled from one’s chest, 
Heart pulled from one’s back.
Those who wronged him were mourned in shrouds.
Love was a weakness in the realm.
Souls died, lovers whelmed.
Ines de Castro’s tears stained the river.
Thy tragedy crowned dead queen shall live forever....

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I can't beleive it when i saw your face, 

You seemed so beautiful made me feel like a disgrace, 

All i want to do is go over and talk to you, 

But i stutter and mutter and i dont know what to do, 

Maybe we can go out and tlak and have a drink, 

I really want to know whats on your and what you think,

Your the type girl thats never on demand, 

And theres nothing mor that i want you to do is hold my hand....

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A painter in Le Havre called Eugene
Found the 'outside' mor his scene
Monet quickly became a fan
Claude taking aboard the views of this man-
And so ,Impressionism began

Note:Monet (1840-1926)& Eugene Boudin(met in 1858) Claude labelled a painting in Eugene's 
style 'Impressionism Sunrise'.Scorned by the critics(at first !)Monet & his friends 
Dgas,Cezanne,Renoir et al adopted Monet's title to describe their revolutionary style...

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Adrenaline, he’s no stranger;
danger is his middle name.
Don’t fan his flame; you’ll just succumb,
get maimed in some little game.

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Another Séadna Mòr (shay’-na mor): xxxxxx(xa)|xaxx(xxb)|xxxbxx(xc)|xbxc(xxb)

https://poetscollective.org/poetryforms/seadna-mor/

Embarrassed to say, I had it correct, posted, edited, and goofed the first line. Don't we all do that? probably not... Fixed now. Deviously difficult to me....

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I don’t wanna go sleep,
I’ve had too much caffeine
There’s a million things that I could do,
Just time me: fifteen!

I don’t wanna go sleep,
I’ve had too much caffeine
I’m not my best without my rest,
Gotta roast me some fresh beans

From wall to wall I’m bouncing again—
It’s the biggest joy buzz there is (with fizz!)

I dn’t wann go slep, cuz mayb if I do
I woldn’t catc m favrit shw
Mor Coke, mo Pep—misd step!
I thk I wil go get me sum slasdf;ld…...

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Love, some say is a sinful fruit,
for others its a blissful truth.

Addictive it is way mor than marijuana and cocaine,
but lose it, it will give you way more pain.

Those who have lost it, has felt that pain,
their life is never gonna be the same again.

I am new to the feeling of love,
and i feel as peaceful as a dove.

Greats say "love is not times fool",
but to not enjoy the bliss of love time is a fool.

Love,some say is a sinful fruit,
for others its still is a blissful truth....

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In the garden bed falls moondust.
Rose lust - tall and fluorescent.
Lullaby scent, rapt and florid.
Deep scent - torrid, quiescent.

10/4/2022
Bitesize Poem
Sponsor: Line Gauthier

With thanks to Jeff Kyser for introducing us to this form:

Séadna Mòr

https://poetscollective.org/poetryforms/seadna-mor/

8 (2 syll end word) x x x x x x (x a)
7 (3 syll end word) x a x x (x x b)
8 (2 syll end word) x x x b x x (x c)
7 (3 syll end word) x b x c (x x b)...

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