Wer Poems | Examples

I’m not saying we should overthrow the goverment

but there is more of us.

Pull out ever Tick

Four letters
..nickname of royal prince

….P…..E…..then something ….O
Doh the clue

America seriously I wish we could help
but we have our own Loonies to deal with

What rhymes with finesse
Every lioness

I think I would have been a great God
……well above average

I mean you say you can’t see him
2000 odd years ago all he could burn was a bush
Look at him know

And his son hasn’t left the house since
well we did put nails in him

Does a Jesus wig get made with criss cross hairs

We should start a trend
Guessing which sexual law
By which actor
While the director took a back handed

I would give dogs 10 lives
Ha cats you only have 9

One more word dog and it’s going to single
Dig gits they make me s………..
for at least a mile

What if there is nothing left to fix

My stare can look like a glare
But trust me I might be a wear/where/wer
wolf over there
Watch I ensnare
Arming every bear
Watch the flare
Bboy in the air
Only lacking
the ability
to
care.

'er Sweet Whisper

Out in dah night, 'POOF', into a slumber
in er garden she whispered sometin' to me
dah, I dream't a lovely gal, I'd met one summer,
a sum time ago, under er ol'e peach tree

er Hill-billy mom wer' watchin' from afar,
spyin' on er rockin' chair, sure spotin' us
suddenly, LETS ELOPE, use tha ol'e car
wait, we'll take leave, this night by bus,

Then I 'eard er say, no need fer any fussin',
In 'er whisper, an right then, out of that blue,
a top of her lungs er mom started a hollerin',
stright at us both, she whaled, I see you two,

I just known' it, when ya'll did sneak that kiss,
let it be true- a young'n, I want er to be a boy
'WHAT'- on green acres is she hollerin' O' miss
Fer I'd been with yer only I think once in De'troy

    "O' ne're before, have I loved so true"
she whispered- do sleep, she went on to say...
I want to spend my life wit' someone like you
POOF, rubbin' my eyes, in da night, 'ere I lay

Da! dreamin'- "It's a boy, I'd pray he be"
Since, before I bed, I pray, should I miss her
set'n in my garden, under my ol'e peach tree
reck'n per'haps somday-I'd hear'er sweet whisper.

NOTE: She wispered "honey your dreamin' out loud again"

I Set Out Lookin' Fer Some Way To Scribe Two

I set out lookin' fer some way to scribe,
that wer' a different, en catch yarn ear
Well first I'd try, 'ee hollerin' a rhyme,
with all CAPS, this only brought er tear,

This started me a thinkin' too look
elce-where, excep', per'aps this prose
isn't fer me, many have written 'ay book'
I'll need my style, somethin' too share

Sure fer this, they will laugh till they pee,
wouldn't it be a blessin', in this puddle
of tryin', findin' a style suited, right fer me
per'aps I'll be better off, an only doodle

keepin' this in mind, I started, I writ'
writ', en rewrit', like ne're before,
poundin' on my KeyPad, till all fingers,
akein' back, big butt twer'z bone sore,

So, If only I could catch er great line
if it wer' different, silly, too catch one's eye
I'd show 'em, too smile, durin' my life time
attain fame, per'aps, er piece of 'ee pie

Composition Class, 2019

Hiz fingrs they did be tray him
   koudn't keep tim to, uh, a beats
  
  Hiz toz about awkwordlee the same
    All left foots, Joe, of sadly sez, wur 

  Wer iz hop, wen kids kant reed or rit
    An if they kant dants, they be to wit



   _________________________________
   This is a composite of what I was dealing
   with as a tutor, pre-COVID, by the way.
   The kid who wrote this is now a high
   school honors student... And if you be-
   lieve that, I sell leak-proof cabins in the
   African Rain Forest you might be inter-
   ested in. ...

To Mum

Thy dream is a clear indicator
Of our bond supreme sweeter

I think we three had past birth due
Now wer are fulfillilng true

May be we were kins then
Intensely related to each other main

Now still that's continued such
We are getting dream much

But I'm proud to be in dream thine
Privilege in toto mine..!!

No Pomp We Have Enough Pomps

No pomp we have enough pomps
No ceremony
i seem to be quite bletherie
Which means i like to chat
or at least con the verse
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I wrote the last line in
Reversed creation as i bleed a pendulum swing
different shades of profanity
once actually said f**kf**ketyf**kf**k to a settee
just to annoy the vicinity
wHATS THISall about
trust me even i have
doubts
any body seen a sanity
here abouts

Schoenheit

In diesen Tagen, 
in welchen sich das Grau 
mit dem Dunkel so leicht vermählt,
sollten wir da nicht der Schönheit gedenken?
Wollen wir nicht lieber in Vermutungen schwellen,
die uns sagen, dass jede Schönheit hier auf Erden,
vom Lichte Gottes für uns entsandt wurde?
Rührt es nicht die Seele, sanft darüber zu sinnen,
dass all das Schöne aus seiner Wiege stammte?
Warum verneinen wir es so leicht?
Wie blind lassen wir uns entzweien?
Welch eine Stille muß über uns kommen,
um die Schönheit neu zu greifen?
Was wäre der Regen ohne die Erde?
Wer gäbe ihm Sinn, wenn nicht der Glaube,
dass alles hier seine Bestimmung findet;
im Glauben, in Erwartung,
dass in jedem Weg
das Ziel der Schönheit inne wohnt.

Wer

Wer hat die Welt für unsere Seelen so fremd gemacht?
Wo sind sie hin, die Nächte die uns Verständnis brachten?
Wo die Tage, die Mitgefühl in unsere Gemüter flüsterten?
Wie wussten wir  es, dass jeder Rausch zu Ende geht.
Wie wenig haben wir uns gewehrt?
Nun ist sie da - diese Welt:
Mit Menschen, die einem Schlachtplan gleichen,
stumm und beinah´ ohne Zweifel;
an etwas glauben, das ohne Mitempfindungen
sich als Nächstenliebe tarnt.
Nun sind sie durch Nebensächlichkeiten berauscht
und in der Unwirklichkeit stundenlang zu Haus´.
Ich fragte zu Beginn „Wer hat die Welt für unsere Seelen so fremd gemacht?
Nun weiß ich´s: es waren immer nur wir selbst.

Captured By a Smile

Captured By A Smile

smile right along side
the sharp rercord their scent
a chief aim with what wer relax
threw a terrific smile
that we know all the greeat while
the coming & going

a New York seated miles
ther coming & going
long for shelter  along for their ride
the day haunted past

no one gets by on any free pass
Martha Stewart with strip pants
let us learen to love in dance
Shelter threw it's wonderful prance

A sure fire way to trust
the mirror on a fire ball trance

Peresonalities, opinions & variety
life goes speeding by

Capturerd by a smile.....

Simply What I'M Saying

I HAVE NEVER BEEN THIS HAPPY
SO GLAD SHE HAD COME ALONE
MY DAYS BEFORE WER CRAPPY
SINGING THAT SAD
LONESOME SONG
IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF SPECIAL LADY
AINT NO SHAME IN SAYING
YOU MIGHT THINK I'M CRAZY
ME AND THIS GAL
AINT PLAYING

PUT A BOUNCE IN MY WALK
GOT ME WALKING IN A BRAND NEW WAY
GOT TO TAKE MY TIME
WHEN I'M TALKING
I GOTTA WATCH WHAT I SAY
OBER, BOBER, DEW, DE WOOP
SKIP, DIP, DADDLE DE DEW.
SEE, BABY WHAT I'M
SAYING
CLEAR AND SIMPLE
I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!

To Blind To See

baby you got  my mind
thinking you all the time
love you so much
you i couldn't touch
 what you wer doing to me
the love was
TO BLIND TO SEE

Color of Blood

there is a strange list
to there wet ranger of clouds
stroking our fields;
heavy pheasants were
high in ther wind, high over
currernt shrubs, unknown grain

Old trees moan like a boat,
were all their branches witch arms
They toss worn gloves at us
as if we are ready to be

shoverlerd over with dirt
Pulling damp bedding 
from clips, running
great straw baskets to ther house,

Silvere-berllierd grasses lift
their cat fur, could spit
blotching us wer hurrey
Veins of wind light, we see

their color of blood

for an hour we lean on north walls
wearing blankets, ther house underwater
we see ourselves circler through
streets, gripping shingles 
caught in ther highest breanchers
rising from their water, fish claws,
But all this wind
hits ther barelery field and dies

Butterfly In 6 Languages

Bela é a borboleta
                   belo é o arco-iris
                bela a poesia perfeita
                que escreve a natureza
                   
                  Bella é la farfalla
                 bello é il arcobaleno
               bella la poesia perfetta
                che scribe la natura

               Hermosa es la mariposa
                hermoso el arco-iris
              hermosa la poesia perfecta
                que escribe la naturaleza

                 Belle est le papillon
                 belle est arc iris
                 belle la póesie parfaite
                 qui écrit la nature


               Schön ist der Schmetterling.
                Schön ist der Regenbogen.
                schöne perfekte Poesie
                wer schreibt die Natur
   

             Beautiful is the butterfly
             beautiful is the rainbow
            beautiful the perfect poetry
              that writes the nature... !  



   Portuguese, Italian, Spanish, French,German and English

Dynamite

Bruce Jenner makers a good enough woman
in his condition lukewarm paretaker
diamond of violerts lerft his circumstance
wait by the sofa a lurk on the rollercoaster
dead weight

talk to me cookie
flatternerd on the gas heap
Dynamite
for some it pays to live by sight

fore some living through strife,
bus deiiver curerd in every direction
at lunch wer pick up mats to quench oure thirst
quail in discomfored

these are ther days when anything goes,
stawberry pie
keerp cool as you dial
surefacer kill Leroy Brown

J.J. Walker...,
added slogan takes things higher

Verdacht

Mein Frühling brach sich die Hände,
der Zauberer in mir will mir nicht begegnen,
mein Verdacht ist ohne Wunsch zu leben,
wie sehr bereut sich mir mein eigenes Herz?
Wie ein Herbstblatt mit seiner Farbe,
es einem Feuer gleicht, doch sich nicht entzünden kann,
wird mein Tag wieder mit mir sprechen,
wer schließt mich auf´s Neue auf?

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