Short Workshop Poems

a peace workshop
against ignorance...

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Poetry workshop —
knowledge springs up
like wild flowers...

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My car  is modern
 is  forever in workshop
  office of future......

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My  outstanding car
lives forever in sampling
in  future workshop...

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Thoughts are workshop mill
Knowledge is in the corner
A grocery thrill....

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teach and preach
do this for each
kid
be a big wig
do it in a lot
or a top of a box
build a
WORKSHOP...

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his big willow tree
        a shaded workshop below
              many memories
     

             Anne Rutherford...

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A treasured washstand 
from the groom's  workshop 
for his bride - 
its value enhanced by
adding handmade towels       
from her hope chest....

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I'm insane and I'm proud of it
I'm a poet and crazy I don't want a cure
every argument is valid, always read me
even a workshop manual can be poetry...

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A jolly old elf named Nicolaus
had all the elves in a frightful fuss
	he played with the toys
	for good girls and boys
and left the workshop in a big muss...

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in 
   the
     workshop
of
    the heart..
purify
brings
       clarity
a generic
     concoction-
this
jealousy
      takes flight
and
       ...dies...

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Year ‘round at the pole;
Banging, clanging echoes ring;
Riding Winter’s winds.
Elves will hone their craft on toys
For children across the world.
...

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When Santa was a boy
No bigger than an elf
He was in the workshop
Making toys himself
But he has no time now
For making his own toys
Because he’s out delivering
To all the girls and boys...

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Pleasant people inhabit 
this workshop of varied verse,
posting posies of many kind-
comments & opinions abound
in blogs ,of the world around-
sponsored contests in galore
brings creativity to the fore...

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Once again I write what I think
Include your name, hell that stinks
It should all be read blind
Just imagine the finds
Leave the Judges purely in think




<*>
All contests should be read blind, unless a Workshop named!...

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Love is not a merchant
it doesn't keep count
it's not how much or what
but why and how it counts

Better dandelions
from heart of love
than diamonds
from heart of stone



Third Place Winner - Jack Webster: Workshop Adjectives Deleted...

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Blush check
 you can see it on my face
 embarrassed, red-necked,
 displaced;

take it back and trim
 the love you erased,
 my open disgrace in,
 the kiss you placed.

No adjectives, Jack Webster's workshop,
just blushing fact.
6/22/21...

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In 
two 
sure
sweet
sounds-
darling

A snowball is a form(similar to my plus1 fvariation thereof) developed by Oulipo (ulipo) the 
french based (workshop of potential literature) the next word (of the oneword line form) 
increase by one letter....

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I sit; dog snoozes; bees parade
In, out, in, over, under flowers
Buzz-ZIP! with pace and poise and purpose
A hum of bees spell us to sleep.


Written on 5th July 2021
Submitted for Workshop: Adjectives Deleted Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jack Webster...

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Learned lots of things in theater workshop class
I was surprised when I learned I had passed
     Just one tool I'd not mastered
     The great Nail Gun Disaster
I had nailed the director in the _ss


Entry for PD's latest limerick contest.  Written June 6, 2012...

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We revel in our deceptions,
Careen in the mallowness
Of the majolica
That is our life.

There are no truths—
Only deals.

The sky this evening
Seems surreal.

This is art.

We are critics
Of the coffee cup,
Knowing what we like.

Those who do,
Will....

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His workshop looked neat.
Unlike many others who prefer dusty feat
His tools are arranged in order.
Within a tool-line with a border
He took one at a time.
And placed back in a manner sublime.
Many novices around him he had
To learn from him, they were glad...
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The repetitive saw of metal against metal,

The bashing of steel for designs,

The whir of the copper polished

And the hiss of the patina finished.

The file and sandpaper rasping on the brass

The noise all around

The hammers they pound,

As we create our own sound....

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Midnight in village, 
No moon, no power, 
Lamp lit up by granny
Flickered with hope;

Lured by its flame, 
Moths spiral around, 
Making loops and coils
Only to get burnt.


Date: 06/17/2021
For Workshop: Adjectives Deleted Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Jack Webster...

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Sin of sloth

           Idle brain is the workshop of devil
           Crookedness creating framing sin of sloth
            Nasty nuisance turning most evil,
            scattering, throwing up malicious froth.

    
     07/05/22

    Sin of Sloth

Contest by Margarita Lillico...

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