I'm not sold on the title, and it's becoming more difficult to come up with new homophones. For the record, I don't know if the Sauk tribe have any casinos.
The Gambler
A fool, loaded
A fully-loaded
Lucky surge
Look, he's urged
To wind down right
Too wined, downright
Lost his shoes
Lost issues
Betting it all
Bedding a tall
Black rum
Blah, crumbs
Of more to lose
Adventure Las Vegas
Of mores too loose
I'd venture a vague guess
Lost more than the Sauks
Lost more than the socks
And barefoot, ventured home
I write poems to pass the time, and sometimes it turns out well. Updates most weeks, usually on Tuesday. 2011 was a year for narrative works, generally using standard poetic tools. 2012 will be focused on homophonic and backwards/forwards pieces.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Vagabond
backwards and forwards. I'm getting a little bored with these, I find the homophone pieces much more fun.
Vagabond
Lowness
Necessitates vagrancy
What does one say
To so many flaws?
Tooth to nail
Dishevelment.
Understand?
Assume,
Just don't judge.
Dont' just assume
Understand:
Dishevelment,
Nail to tooth,
Flaws many.
So to say,
One does what
Vagrancy necessitates;
Lowness
Vagabond
Lowness
Necessitates vagrancy
What does one say
To so many flaws?
Tooth to nail
Dishevelment.
Understand?
Assume,
Just don't judge.
Dont' just assume
Understand:
Dishevelment,
Nail to tooth,
Flaws many.
So to say,
One does what
Vagrancy necessitates;
Lowness
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
The Celebrated One
lines are homophonic or simple rhyming, it might need a little polish, but for now I like it.
The Celebrated One
I almost said hello
(our eyes did not meet)
I almost sat hollow
Lockets at your feet
Where with all the awed
Gathered in a heap
Wherewithal, the odd
Vanity we keep
Fallen higher
Unchecked gyres
Fall in, "Hi," or
Well, not quite
While passing on the street
I almost said hello,
But our eyes did not meet
The Celebrated One
I almost said hello
(our eyes did not meet)
I almost sat hollow
Lockets at your feet
Where with all the awed
Gathered in a heap
Wherewithal, the odd
Vanity we keep
Fallen higher
Unchecked gyres
Fall in, "Hi," or
Well, not quite
While passing on the street
I almost said hello,
But our eyes did not meet
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Starry Starry-Eyed Night
homophones again, same theme as last week.
Starry Starry-Eyed Night
I'll just suppose
I'll juxtapose
Mundane ice teas for
Monday niceties, four
Half-festive hours with you
Have fast devoured, with you
By a door, expectant
My adored, expect ten
Wishes on a star
Which is on austere
Schedules of winking
Schedule us, when can
I find time to breathe?
Dizzyingly alive
On this starry eve
I'll just suppose
I'll juxtapose
Mundane ice teas for
Monday niceties, four
Half-festive hours with you
Have fast devoured, with you
By a door, expectant
My adored, expect ten
Wishes on a star
Which is on austere
Schedules of winking
Schedule us, when can
I find time to breathe?
Dizzyingly alive
On this starry eve
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Summer Love
homophones.
Summer Love
Sum her?
Summer
Sun-swept dresses
Sun's wept tresses
Portraying golden
Portraits in gold and
Cherries, it's endless smiles
Chariots and less miles
Dividing this splendor
Divining this, planned our
Time together
Thyme to heather
Lovely smelling
Love leads melding
Heart to heart
Hearth to hearth
To altar
To alter
The name of you
We, once single,
Now one, we two
Summer Love
Sum her?
Summer
Sun-swept dresses
Sun's wept tresses
Portraying golden
Portraits in gold and
Cherries, it's endless smiles
Chariots and less miles
Dividing this splendor
Divining this, planned our
Time together
Thyme to heather
Lovely smelling
Love leads melding
Heart to heart
Hearth to hearth
To altar
To alter
The name of you
We, once single,
Now one, we two
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
My Dear Hurricane,
bw/fw. by "August," I did not mean the month.
My Dear Hurricane,
August
Lips smitten with
Wailing sirens'
Speech of love
Drowning out
Sputtering words
(once spoken rain)
Like falling devotion
A gathering lake gathering a
Devotion
Falling like rain
Spoken once
Words sputtering out
Drowning love of speech
Sirens wailing
With smitten lips
A gust
My Dear Hurricane,
August
Lips smitten with
Wailing sirens'
Speech of love
Drowning out
Sputtering words
(once spoken rain)
Like falling devotion
A gathering lake gathering a
Devotion
Falling like rain
Spoken once
Words sputtering out
Drowning love of speech
Sirens wailing
With smitten lips
A gust
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Crossroad Tavern
homophonic.
Crossroad Tavern
In the
Inn the
Worlds apart
Whirled a part
As parked
A spark
Beside the stereo
B-side, the stereo
Bellows of lame warnings
Billows of flame warming
A smog-brimmed cell
As mugs' brimmed cel-
-ebration, unknowing in-
-ebriation ongoing in
This place, disjointed
Displaced, this joint, it
Hears the inferno
Here's the inn for no
Reason now aflame
Crossroad Tavern
In the
Inn the
Worlds apart
Whirled a part
As parked
A spark
Beside the stereo
B-side, the stereo
Bellows of lame warnings
Billows of flame warming
A smog-brimmed cell
As mugs' brimmed cel-
-ebration, unknowing in-
-ebriation ongoing in
This place, disjointed
Displaced, this joint, it
Hears the inferno
Here's the inn for no
Reason now aflame
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