[Carl Copeland]

When her fiancé dropped by,
wanting money she’d put by,
he explained that he was bi,
had a boyfriend standing by
and had lubricants to buy.
She was quick to say bye-bye
and forgot him by and by.

[Carl Copeland]

Stung by all the slights he bore,
Boris, never one to bore,
boasted he had dined on boar,
trekking with an Arab o’er
shifting desert sands to bore
shafts and from the sheikhs grab ore.

[Carl Copeland]

Any magistrate you meet
will inform you that, to mete
proper justice, it is meet
that a petty hoodlum eat
soup without a bit of meat.

[RCL]

And the beat goes on. . .

When You Write

make it right
for it’s a rite
that’s a right
but not far-right
or downright
mindless spite
an evil rite
of an online site
that’s always trite
about the bright
about those upright
who say “alright”
you shit-head sprites
you MAGA shites—
be forthright
truthfully outright
put things aright!

[Sarah-Jane Crowson]

*aside*
(I am so much enjoying this thread)

Sarah-Jane

[Carl Copeland]

Thank you, Sarah-Jane. Ralph and I are pioneering a whole new genre of English verse. I rather unimaginatively called them homonymics. Since then, I’ve realized that multinymics would be more accurate, but a catchier term might spark more interest. Oh well, pioneers are always lonely.

[Carl Copeland]

Nearly blind, she raised the matter
with her doctor: “What’s the matter?”
He proposed to clean the matter
from her eyes. “It doesn’t matter,”
she replied. I’d let him at ’er.

[Carl Copeland]

Vikram Seth’s pathbreaking homonymic:

Distressful Homonyms

Since for me now you have no warmth to spare
I sense I must adopt a sane and spare

Philosophy to ease a restless state
Fuelled by this uncaring. It will state

A very meagre truth: love like the rest
Of our emotions, sometimes needs a rest.

Happiness, too, no doubt; and so, why even
Hope that ‘the course of true love’ could run even?

[Carl Copeland]

Certain he could not repair
engine flaws or find a spare
parachute, still less prepare
for a landing, in despair
and with little time to spare,
Perry, managing to pare
quite a plump and juicy pear,
ate it in the high-up air.

[Tim McGrath]

I agree with Sarah-Jane. This was a lot of fun. Thanks CC and RCL