Short Regale Poems

E'er so oft, when our friends gather,
We told our tales with eager eyes,
Regale with our silly blather,
Then, have sodas, burgers, and fries....

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Braces make brushing difficult
Be warned!! don't regale others
With tooth cheese --yuck!
Brush veraciously, two minutes or more
Two or three times a day
clean around those brackets
Or your teeth will crumble!...

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intense . . . to begin with, belayed by hours
hewn soliloquy through obverse platitudes
benign, betrayal among friends, in grounds
of open mouths, a kraken of tongues regale
upon which bar the cocktails finally arrived...

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Regale me with your humor
Hold me with your grip
Love me with your heart so strong
And never let me slip

Share with me your wisdom
See within, my heart so true
Do all this for me now, my sweet
And I’ll do this for you...

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magnificent stars,
love to draw constellations
cosmic formations
regale us with their stories-
imagination’s fuel


8-27-19
Writing Challenge 3, August 2019- Five Lines- Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode...

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“Nip and tuck” her surgeon says,
crow’s feet on the run

Tighter skin on feathered whims,
botox zero-sum

An ageless wonder creaks inside,
bones preserve the tale

And when she smiles her lips on fire
—wanton to regale

(The New Room: December, 2021)...

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Wipe your tears
and hide your fears
please come and sit with me
my legs are weak
the day is bleak
please come and clear your mind
no need to talk
no need to cry
no need to regale 
our darkest times
Lets just sit
just you and I
sit and let the day go by...

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(16/02/2012)

My poetic pill
No need to clothe our bodies
Here, in my arms still

Today is our day
Dance me your magical tricks
Take my sighs away

Migled hearts in flare
Regale me my burning moans
As our desires burn

Inspired by: Olajide Adelana
Story of Valentine Contest...

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Daddy, is that guy a real cowboy?
The father sent his son over to ask the man.
This cowboy was delighted to regale the child with stories.
Campfire stories, legends, embellished truths.
The family invited him to dinner.
He arrived with flowers and dessert, a real cowboy....

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Ye rise above earth
And frolic with clouds in mirth,
Not to show tall worth,

Give life to vales, dales,
Green paradise to regale,
Make rainbows look pale. 
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Double Haiku |24.06.2021| 



Bite Size Poem No 21 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier...

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sounds 
so sweet 
regale me
in spring, wafting
not from devices,
but from trees where
songsters trill
lilting
tunes.


February 18, 2022
entered in the Springtime Ninette Contest
Sponsor: M. L. Kiser

August 12, 2022
entered in the Say It in Nine Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May...

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Jes' a rollin' chinwag
in th' tongue o' sea scallywags
th' piratin' yarn tha' ne'er did birth
no' fanciful, nor folly
jes' stew'd up prob'ly
neithe' aimin' fer side-splittin' mirth

Tharrr be nary no Cap'n
me gums be a-flappin' 
th' kinfolk in verse ter regale 
'tis no genius at play 
th' scribe o' yon day 
be feath'rin' a no'sensical tale...

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Bread can nourish earthly dreams
Regale failing flesh
Eventually to join the crux that, with elán,
Allows the grape to ripen to dull
Death - a necessary

Acidic action to save,
Not
Deny, the vintage of the gutsy merlot.

What modest wafer would right
Injustice and what drink dare
Nourish the freshly born,
Even though earthly dreams seem undone?...

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A monarch drifts in gauze costume
Wildly cruising, to ride on spring’s trapeze;
An effervescent flight which shines,which glows 
Enchanting buds through regale of mist
Unto wind-tossed sways in hues of orange... 
Then she pirouettes, for an encore's dance.


Contest: Itty bitty Contest #2: Doing it Again!
For Andrea Dietrich   New Poem...

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CUPID’S SIN

gown of midnight blue
twinkling stars regale her neck
her hair ~ a cocoa moon

her red-lip kisses ~
cupid’s arrows hit bullseye 
man’s collar askew

and spectacles piqued ~
his magnifying glasses
tremble at her form

married man’s weak pulse
she smiles like a shooting star
his knees venerate

forgotten promise
price of Cupid’s escapade?
paid with wedding ring

12/13/2017...

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Any (every) man
can brag about his conquests, 
the notches in his belt
little rungs on a ladder
baptized in bullshit. 

Any (every) man
can regale you with stories
of their swordsmanship or cunning
linguistics.

Any (let's just be honest and say all) man
can try to hold a woman down
while pretending to hold her hand.

But it takes a REAL man
to look a beautiful woman 
in her emerald moth eyes
and say;

"Will you teach me how to fish? "...

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TRIFLE WITH ME

O trifle with me zephyr wind —
too kind for my mood.
Your flirtatious regale
smoothly entices my smile —
stop that

A halo over my head, 
the grandiloquence of the moon —
like the zenith of Everest,
a cordial candlelight
pulls at the corner of my lips.

The starlight spreads
like a quilt tossed into the air
over a child’s bed.
The night like velvet sings
celestial songs — nothing’s wrong.

12/19/2018...

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Do you have enough stories,
have you told enough tales

Is your life overflowing,
with a need to regale

Have the roses you’ve smelled,
lined your heart or your mind

Is the path that you’ve chosen,
ahead or behind

Is your life worth a novel,
or even a poem

Are the years all connected,
or scattered and broken

If you leave only money,
or fortune, or fame

The last chapter unwritten
—and lost in refrain

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)...

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On a recent trip I was gone
but not for long
to Eastern Oregon
where I saw my first chukar
(a partridge-like bird pronounced 'chucker')
which in time
compelled me to analyse
and revise
an old and pleasant pheasant rhyme
give it the feathery touch
and in the end
regale my Oregonian friends
with a resounding recital
of...
'I'm not a chukar plucker
I'm a chukar plucker's son
and I'm only plucking chukars
'til the chukar plucker comes'
...

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Lone regale of corpse plant rot.
Leaden legs on streets of dust.
Crevices of six feet ill.
Long nails hanker the earth’s crust.

Gray roses laid on tombstone.
Senescent-fade of best buds.
Repast to pay its tribute.
Petrichor release of studs.

In morrow brittle thorns stink.
Unmanicured foes dig deep.
Writhe of vermin circle box.
Quondam insomniac sleeps.

9/22/2020
Writing Challenge - Decay - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France...

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Fir trees droop and brightly glisten,
street lamps cast their glow, and listen!
sounds of singing drifting lightly
o'er the air, as children sprightly
fashion snowmen, fat and jolly,
wrapped in scarves and sprigs of holly;
horse-drawn coaches softly clip-clop
down the road and past the grog shop,
revelers in gay abandon,
merry-making to distraction!
Wind-bused faces pressed to windows,
Christmas gifts in festive red bows,
all regale this night of wonder,
misery is cast asunder!...

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A precious penny for your thoughts,
for five a good cigar.
Prevailing wisdom up in smoke
to regale the nearest star.

Keep abreast of Smith and friends,
but true friends we disdain.
As eager birds beat frantic wings
in sunrise search for gain.

A moron's gold soon disappears,
no noontime meal is free
Roll every penny and they're yours,
on that we all agree.

Shopworn phrases from the past
still speak to here and now.
It's amazing still how money talks-
that final, sacred cow....

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