Ewe No A Lyre

Ok everyone, I recently became a member of a poetry “club” and today I decided to enter a contest sponsored by one of the members.
The title of the contest is “Only Homo’s Allowed”

Now before anyone gets off task allow me to elaborate…

The word homo is from the Greek word meaning same and according to Wikipedia a homophone is a word that is pronounced the same as another word but differs in meaning, and may differ in spelling. The words may be spelled the same, such as rose (flower) and rose (past tense of “rise”), or differently, such as carat, caret, and carrot, or to, two, and too

Ok, here are the instructions:
“What I want is at least 10 lines or more
Any form is acceptable. But funny is always better
You must include as many Homophones as you can, If
buy chance you include a word that could have been a
Homophone and missed it, you will be N/A
There will be one first, second and third place only
Thank you and good Luck”

So here goes nothing…(let me know what you think)

Ewe No A Lyre

their once was a man with a bore
who worked down at the local bizarre
the bore eight corn colonels four lunch
and blew genes whir awl the man war

owe the bore eight serial two
from a plait unlike me oar ewe
we wood knead a bowl and a spoon
ore a mop wood bee totally due

won fine weak day mourn wile working
he brood tee four the men who maid toys
making tee and giving assistants
was that witch maid the mane men
his buoys

his gnu fame was nice
and it urned hymn
a day too lien back and relax

sow he went strait too his sweet
and wile still on his feat
he eight mince, mustered, pees and bare meet

at work he aloud his ant two chute bawl
butt four know obvious reason at awl
she through bred and plumb pi at
the goal

he chaste her aweigh
butt owe my he felt sow bad
sew he cent her to scents and a flour
and aloud her two come back inn an our

the gilt she felt
brought her pane
four she new she ode hymn sew much
she gathered her teem just inn thyme
two sing thank ewe sow very much.

win he herd the whey
they whir singing
it brought a tier too his I

he ran too the gait
two waive wildly
wile screaming a hi pitched buy by.

by Rochelle Harris

20 Claps of Thunder

20 Claps of Thunder

20 claps of thunder

19 kids are shouting

18 streets are flooding

17 lanes rerouting

16 lights are flashing

15 horns that blow

14 sirens wailing

13 weather men didn’t know

12 umbrellas going up

11 old ladies fall down

10 times zero yards mowed

   9 fender benders in town

   8  tornado watches

   7 cars skidding by

   6 people wearing raincoats

   5 birds in the sky

   4 baseball games cancelled

   3 little wet dogs barking

   2 trees blowing in the wind

   1 afternoon sky darkening

Senses

This form of poetry is known as Tanka. It’s a genre of classical Japanese poetry. Tanka poems consist of 5 lines with a total of 31 syllables. The pattern is 5/7/5/7/7. Have a look at the one I’ve written and let me know what you think.

Such Sensual Senses

Eyes for only you

Cologne goaded me so much

My breath caught each time we touched

Sounds of love galore

Should we ever kiss once more

NaPoWriMo Day 19

Today’s prompt: “…challenge you to write a landay. Landays are 22-syllable couplets, generally rhyming. The form comes from Afghanistan, where women often use it in verses that range from the sly and humorous to the deeply sardonic and melancholy.”

 

I cry for you nightly in my head.

         For I lie next to my husband in our wedding bed.

NaPoWriMo Day 18

Today’s challenge:  to write a poem that involves an urgent journey and an important message. It could historical, mythical, entirely fictional, or memoir-ical.

 

Gott Go Gotta Go

hurry up Johnny

mom make him hurry please

he’s got me standing here

squeezing my knees

why’s he so slow

I gotta go

I’m doing the potty dance

oh my goodness

oh no

I think I peed my pants

message: when you gotta go, you gotta go