Category: Writing
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My new poem‑song Three Likes dives into the comedy and ache of online validation—how a handful of clicks can feel both trivial and monumental. A…
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The poem “Rabbit Don’t Rhyme” by Lesley Scoble humorously explores the challenges of writing funny rhymes. The narrator, confused about rhyme schemes, considers various options…
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Lesley Scoble’s limerick portrays ten monotonous men drilling a floor with the ambition of reaching Rangoon by noon to embark on an exploration. #Limerick #NonsenseVerse…
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A street, a guitar, and a memory that won’t let go. A love song played for the one who went to war. “Adios, mi amor.” #poetry #poetrycommunity…
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The poem “Posh Boy” by Lesley Scoble depicts a young boy in formal attire, feeling restricted by etiquette during a dinner while eagerly anticipating the…
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Drip—a poem of a single drop, unremarkable, unadorned.
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The poem (and song) “Under the Mulberry Tree” by Lesley Scoble portrays a serene day spent beneath a mulberry tree during June. The speaker enjoys…
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I wrote my poem Teatime this morning over a cuppa tea. #poetrycommunity #poetryprompt #W3Prompt #teatime #cosypoetry #autumnvibes #lyricalverse #domesticbliss #moonlight #comfortfood #cuppatea #poetryofinstagram #warmth #storybookscene…
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The author reflects on the peaceful time spent drinking coffee beside William Blake’s grave in London’s Bunhill Fields, where conversations with a gardener inspired poetic…
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Lost on the moor. Fog thick as fear. A man alone… someone—or something—is following him. #TheBlackDog #SpokenWordPoetry #GothicVerse #DarkAmbient #PoetryOfFear #MistyMoor #ModernFolklore #PoeticSuspense #StorytellingInVerse #Halloween
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