Poems In The Belfry

Poetry done the old-fashioned way, with meter and rhyme.

Sunday, September 30, 2018

High Flyer

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by Wayne Wysocki The man on the flying trapeze, Who loved eating chili and cheese,      Could travel much higher      Than anyone prio...
Saturday, September 29, 2018

My Heart Betray

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by Wayne Wysocki Betray, betray, my heart betray! You beat so loudly she might hear, Then she would know I love her so; I wish my heart...
Friday, September 28, 2018

My Strength

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by Wayne Wysocki As the fence doth guide the rose And support it as it can, Thy love for me Will always be The strength behind the man...
Thursday, September 27, 2018

A Place Called Oblivion

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by Wayne Wysocki I live in a place called Oblivion, Its location matters not; You'll not recall or think at all Of this forgotten ...
Wednesday, September 26, 2018

Puppy Love

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by Wayne Wysocki Put some money in the KITTY, It's PUPPY LOVE; Better DUCK, 'cause I'm not LION, It's PUPPY LOVE. I won...
Saturday, September 22, 2018

Everything You Touch Turns To Stardust

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by Wayne Wysocki      Did you ever find yourself at a loss for that final word in a phrase, then blurt out something totally unexpected? T...
Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Darling I Am Sorry If It Hurt You When I Told You That We Couldn't Be Together Any More

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by Wayne Wysocki This silly poem was inspired by an episode of the Ozzie and Harriet TV show, where an entire classified ad for a new saxo...
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