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Write a Rhyming Poem using homonyms...have fun with this challenge and feel free to tag me @Zoelise
Ended March 26, 2017 • 3 Entries • Created by Zoelise
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Howard Would Have Been Eight

She sat down at the kitchen table, but there was nothing she ate,

Wiping stray tears, today Howard would have been eight.

She missed his little body curled up beside her; all the books they read,

She missed his mischievous smile when his hands were stained strawberry ice-cream red.

Howard was always so selfless, offering to help with the dishes each week,

Howard was always so loving, comforting the kids in P.E. others viewed as weak.

Despite her lack of hunger she went to grab some cereal from the pantry bin,

Frosted Flakes brushed her hand, those were what Howard's favorite had been.

She laughed at the thought of her baby, he always said he'd add more sugar if he was on the "cereal council",

How upsetting it was that she was now the one seeking counsel.

He was just a sweet young boy, every night by his bed he would pray,

Such a sweet young boy, a drunk driver's prey.

She felt all alone on the morning of February 12, 2014, but she knew she was not,

The fact that 1,149 parents of kids under the age of fourteen were going through that same first birthday without their baby this year, left her stomach in a knot.

*Every time you drink and drive you risk tearing apart a family, don't take that risk.

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Write a Rhyming Poem using homonyms...have fun with this challenge and feel free to tag me @Zoelise
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AJAY9979

First Breath

The heir to the Nubian throne raced through the sticky air into his house. He caught sight of one of the midwives somber faces and raced into his bedroom, the site of his wife giving birth. In the room, everything was still and the midwives stood awed at what they saw, which in the quiet room, was odd. He noticed why the stood as they did. The baby had a caul wrapped around his face so he began to call the heard nurse. "There's nothing we can do," she said. "It's just what happens when the baby comes out before it's due."

"What can we do to help the baby?" he asked.

The nurse had begun to sear some herbs. "The seer said to burn this sage until he gets here."

The man waited until a baler told him he could hear the healer coming. The bailer let him in, and he blew a horn and came in. The baby was turning blue at this point, and was grasping his last breath. The healer bore a hole into the caul and rubbed the fat of a boar around the whole skin. With two hands, he pulled the skin taut and began to slice the layer. As he cut, he taught them how to properly remove a caul from a baby. At last, the baby was free and gasping its first breaths. The baby's tongue rolled out of its mouth and was quickly slathered with the wax of a Tung tree. The baby whined, and his life clock began to wind. As the room around him whirled, he got his first taste of he real world.

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Write a Rhyming Poem using homonyms...have fun with this challenge and feel free to tag me @Zoelise
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starryEyes

A Whale’s Lament

Mother Blue lost her baby whale

    let out an eerie keening wail

A travesty beneath the sea

    that many heard but few could see

Memory clings like ocean mist

    the little one is surely missed

For predator and prey did meet

    her little calf now dinner meat