Homonyms is one of the poetry forms not many do,
but could be fun to try it, here is a sample from Firefox Poetry at Promising
Poets Parking Lot, enjoy!
http://thursdaypoetsrallypoetry.wordpress.com/2011/07/14/homonyms-fun/
Can you pass the can?
May I see you in May?
Why don’t we toast with some toast
and coast along the coast?
A light is light
like a paper kite,
if it shines too bright,
it might bite;
A lean cat could lean on a skunk
and get smelly like one who’s drunk.
A bowl cannot bowl
but a roll might just roll
without wisdom of an owl
or charm of a doll.
…
Homonyms are words that sound
and look alike yet profound!
If you say them real fast,
They are a true blast!
let words fall like rain,
let wisdom shine on your pain….
kingfisher,
kingfisher
resting on the rooftop
I hear you are a well-wisher
have you any fish?
resting on the rooftop
I hear you are a well-wisher
have you any fish?
none
to give, none to give
but I have something more
a little bird you could forgive
for flying from your shore!
but I have something more
a little bird you could forgive
for flying from your shore!
An abnominal for Jón “Jónsi”
Þór Birgisson
Þis brig
Þis brig
ninon
jib;
Þis born ibis rib
no
brió bring rós iris
Þis joss-gnósis
bong-grin
nó Þin jingo
sorb orris
nigrosin
I join in Þis song o’
gibbon-origin gó
nó sin Þorn nog
rosin iron
sign
I join bóÞ
griss—n—bison
bóÞ
job—n—boss
bóÞ
son—n—biro
in Þis song
( )—n—( ) noÞings
rising norÞ
A
cento is a poem made up entirely of lines from other poems. In this case they
are all taken from Shakespeare’s sonnets (the number of each is shown in
brackets).
The
worst was this, my love was my decay, (80)
Being
your slave what should I do but tend (57)
As
with your shadow I with these did play, (98)
The
roses fearfully on thorns did stand; (99)
The
perfect ceremony of love’s rite, (23)
That
she that makes me sin awards me pain, (141)
Ruin
hath taught me thus to ruminate, (64)
They
that have power to hurt, and will do none; (94)
O
cunning Love! with tears thou keep me blind, (148)
Who
will believe my verse in time to come? (17)
For
that same groan doth put this in my mind, (50)
Although
I swear it to myself alone; (131)
A
dateless lively heat, still to endure, (153)
Who
taught thee how to make me love thee more? (150)
Or
not. I’m not really sure. (“Old man at the South Pole” is a star.)
fishing
i
was
crossing the river
a few years ago.
crossing the river
a few years ago.
now
i have a home
and on the banks
i can sit
and on the banks
i can sit
looking
up
at the old man
of the south pole
at the old man
of the south pole
who
shines red
in the evening
like the new year.
in the evening
like the new year.
wordpeace poetic sentiment month, MaY, 2018....
William Pence Tuttle, he is a faithful world peace maker under Jesus
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