a 'Poem' -- Ride the Reading with Homograph words -- Weekend Mini-callenge

Ride the Reading

Today I ride the Reading

It'll not be very long

when I finish reading and

have my cuppa sugared tea

Then it's fine Cuban cigar

Room for me in smoking room

and contemplate my number

for illicit cigar's fine  

Sleep there dreaming while all the

time my feet become number

Oh how sorely they'll long for a

pair of soft and warm slippers

Cigar burned and feet will crash

Crash course for me, "Paying fine" 

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Homograph list: [words spelled the same with different meaning(s)]
•Reading - British Rail line OR obtaining information from written words
•room - space available OR a walled division in a home or other building
•fine – of good quality OR a levy
•number – numerical value OR more numb
•long - large distance OR desire or lust after

 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved  (photos are PrintScreen copied from Wikipedia map of Reading, U.K. and surrounding -- click on it for a little larger view)
 - I'm linked with Magaly Guerrero in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/03/weekend-mini-challenge-homographic-fun.html 
 - Besides using at least one Homograph word this is The Weekend Mini-challenge time where we are to conserve word usage.  Less than 100 or exactly 55 Words are ideal for criteria here. 
 - My word count is 75 including the title.  My Syllabic Form is for using entirely seven-syllable lines, fourteen of them.  It might be a Sonnet.
 - UMASS Boston English Professor and Fresh Air Music critic Lloyd Schwartz says that from the sonnet's beginnings in the13th century, there was no single form: Dante, Petrarch, Shakespeare and Spenser all wrote different types.  Schwartz says the word literally means "a little song or a little sound."

One Challenge "Poem" and One "Pi Day" poem

(another) Three Bears Tale

Mama Bear, Papa Bear, 

and Baby Bear 

they went out for a walk 

Baby came back 

She sneaked a cookie and 

bottle of gin 

Do bears really drink and 

smoke cigarettes 

Age old question remains 

Mama returned 

Papa stopped at the store 

for some cigars 

Baby was drunk 

They hadn't planned on this 

Proof "stuff happens" 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved 

 - I'm linked with Fire Blossom, a.k.a Shay, in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/03/fireblossom-friday-ask-question.html?m=1 
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My annual Pi Day poem,

Circumference say 
2 pie r square 
but Mine r round 

(Please remember that I have a Math Minor)

Top of the Hill;
hill literally or
stack of poetry books

When I reach the top of his hill

There I'll indulge in memories

Of one who reached the pinnacle

Home he's built, a writer renown 

Writers write for purpose, readers

Those inspired by his ideas  

Entertained and educated

Readers he must have, why he writes

To be remembered when he's done

By the home built or stack he's piled

On the hilltop where he retired 

Folk will climb up there honor him 

Mere wall of windows face the sea 
Poet's inspiration portal 
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[ Former 2-19-2919 last two lines: 
Ooh and awe, study, memorize

This day's hill Pablo Neruda ]

[Click on picture for larger size

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 - Photos and Poem Copyright,  Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked with Sanaa Rizvi in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-tuesday-platform.html?m=1 

AND also on February 19, 2019 :

 - I'm linked with Anmol (HA) in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/02/the-tuesday-platform-cowardice-and.html?m=1 

 - We visited Valparaiso, Chile, on December 21 of 2016. Mrs. Jim and I hired a taxi to tour the town for the entire afternoon.  Towards the end of the day we drove up the little mountain and visited the home of Pablo Neruda.  Read more of that visit here, and scroll down to (4).of that post.

Gormless Corky; 

neighborhood kid 

There was a young lad who was slow of wit 

His name was Corky, a sweet young fellow 

The other children were his living dread

They chided the poor boy mercilessly

Called him names, made ugly faces and signs

The teachers loved him, gave special effort

That made it worse for Corky with other kids

They called him teacher's pet right to his face

Another name they learned, it was "gormless"

Cruel to mouth, meant stupid, dull, or clumsy

Corky's alright now, terminal illness

Took its toll and Angels watch over him

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  - Photo and Poem Copyright,  Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved  

  - I'm linked with Marian in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/03/just-one-word-gormless.html?m=1  

  - "Gormless" is a word, the meaning is as said here in the next to last stanza.  Google it to see more, origin, etc."