Short Yew Poems

crock ice skates welcome dew
gangs charge lost sins die reap shore
candy freak lent yew frost book...

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echoes shade yew trees snow fountain
lost captains not speed fine
paper bottles rest shoes tree solution...

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My grandma once de-skunked a skunk
for reasons I still have not thunk
	she knew what to do
	without a pee yew
and never the stale air did stunk...

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Poor Fido is last in the queue
For cocking his leg on the yew
He hopes the other dogs
Don’t produce poopy logs
He’s bursting to pee and then poo!...

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THE QUEUE

It looks like a male at that yew.
I’m surprised: don’t know about you.
For I’ve always thought
That, when taken short,
It’s only the women that queue
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sijo    

Tolerance and empathy between people of opposite stance
could take a lesson or two from the English countryside.
There single hedges fuse the best of holly, hawthorn and yew.

...

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Is it Proper to say I LOVE Ewe to a sheepherder?
Is it proper for a lumberjack to say I LOVE Yew?
Is the Poplar the most Popular of trees?
Yule be surprised  when there are no Presence under the tree...

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Is it Proper to say I LOVE Ewe to a sheepherder?
Is it proper for a lumberjack to say I LOVE Yew?
Is the Poplar the most Popular of trees?
Yule be surprised  when there are no Presence under the tree...

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Beeches
and blue-bells,
wych-elm and yew-
nature conserved from me
and you
Beeches
and blue-bells,
wych-elm and yew-
nature reserved for me
and you


Inspired by our local Chilterns Area of Natural Beauty...

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Younderward yokel yap
Yore Yorkshire yield yeager york-felow
Yak yiddle

Yammer yack yells
Yard yew yellows
Yellow-tails, Yellowhammers
Yonder yellowfin

Yellow yam yesterdays
Yuca, yogurt
Yesteryears years...

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Faith outa Doubt
Cancel out the doubt within,
Awe inspiring faith Begin,,
Imagination powers all,
Everything achieved,
Cept Taste of gall,
Awake Eternal,
Thou can thral,
Without the doubt 
Are yew.
Don Johnson...

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a sense of place
enchantment..
yesterday mourned
in yew trees
a gentle motion
loud,then soft;
collective memories
of preserved passion,
in abiding love;
rusted...
unrecorded
living days..
                forgotten...

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This November morning
I see shivering pine trees
I want to paint a fire to warm them
But I forgot my crayons
Nevertheless
I enter the misty grove
Hug a young yew
With the flames inside me
Ignited by winter of your absence...

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Against a fence, glib looks descend; 
somethings will not mend.

Pockets empty, belly too, fill it 
With sweepings, firewood chopped
From dried old yew.


Ignomeny? Plain to see. The past 
Can’t rescue,what’s not there to see....

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P.oppin droppin to the floor,
O.verdo it dance somemore.
P.lay around with peoples minds,
T.alk around see what you find.
A.lways perfect, beautiful,
R.eality is such a fool.
T.ry to touch the stars above, with my poem I send yew love;)...

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The Age of Man
Is but a brief, abbreviated span
Of seconds ticking in a moment’s course.
Infinity: the final source
Is like a charnel house, with cypress tree
And yew and myrtle, growing in the graves of Space,
Where decomposes Time’s own face....

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steering blatant revelries, ghouls engaged to death
chomping down streetlight openings in bitter stone
bow walled yew tree drifters, steps of many feet in
shallow parade to pew, the kneel cushion's betrayal
- how the shadowless crave… and the headless sing...

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To you
the wind whispered
through the old blue shack, words
too soft for meaning, as Yew limbs
scratched answers against the window.  In the 
distance a lone ewe bayed in its  
lost mourning, when heaven's
breath blew my heart 
to you. 


03/19/16...

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Mft dear freinde fraddledert
Wheend mft thnkeded ursted yewt,
Mft harte is sdanmiftte that yew arst gwond
For mft long to see mfte fraddedert tronca more,
Mft dear freinde oterrbkkt to mfttet.

written October 11, 2021
[For a full definition of Vogon,
see "Types of Poetry," please.]...

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patches of rain 
dampened cobwebs on yew bushes --
the gray in my hair

the creaking of the
screen door swaying in the wind --
my knees in motion

the sight of a 
one headlighted car passing by --
my dimming childhood

finishing an expert
crossword without a dictionary --
wisdom...

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From the mighty oak
to the redwood tall,
the willow weeping
the maple in the fall
they stand.

Be it the baobab,
the alder or yew
they stand in their majesty
with morning dew
they breathe.

The holly or ginkgo,
the aspen and pine
raise their arms skyward
as in prayer sublime
they live....

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Ticky Bicky Boo
Licky Mickey Moo
I'm in love with you
Little Tsuki Tsu.

Chicky Dicky Doo
Ricky Nicky Nu
Close your lips with glue
Kiss a kangaroo.

Tricky Picky Poo
Quicky Hicky Hoo
I'll practice Wu Shu
By a shady yew.

Wicky Kicky Ku
Yucky Sticky Stew
Visiting the zoo
Painting chickens blue....

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end
sofa ukk
ew
----e
did he mean shoop
or they and me
did he mean
so f**k you
yeah thats write
two times
Thrice you say
so faux yew
I say it all to destiny
to hope that never came
to all fired, by particles
to waves lengths
never swam
We are the ones
that f**ked us all
now feel ashamed
I AM...

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NOTE: This limerick posted 10/31/2020 in 
Alexis Y.’s PEE YEW Collaboration
Take a look at the collaboration on her page! It's hilarious!

I once was peed on by a stinky skunk
Stinky not quite the word – he stunk!
	I tried each known cure
	Retained his allure
I am still surrounded by funk...

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When the carrion calls
this is your  destruction
you are drunk with distain

Your body is a yew tree
into which a maiden
dips her momentary fingers

You are  now a  snake
which slithers 
towards the black cave


together your
dreams are stillborn
the  still night interlopes
with your deft piety
disheartened...

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