Prompt: Homophone Misuse

Gone are the days of princesses
And nights in shining armor

Homophones are two words that sound the same but have different meanings, like “nights” and “knights.” Try including at least one silly homophone in your entry.

Now for the usual prompt intro:

Please help me finish this poem. It doesn’t have to rhyme, and I will add your entry to this post with your blog link and avatar name. If you don’t see your entry posted within 12 hours, please let me know.

And please try to keep your entry under 16 lines.

If you like an entry, please like it on the writer’s blog as well.  If there are writers who don’t have their entries posted on their blog, please check out some of their other posts. 🙂

I look forward to reading all of your homophonic responses!
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Blog: phill doran

Gone are the days of princesses
and nights in shining armor
;
that age when love ran threw the flours
and all of life was Karma.
When honest folk – the blacksmith bold,
the simple peasant pharma –
admired the morals of caught life
free from all mellow drama.

Four now we here the bully’s raw
where once we herd the lamb;
no moral compass, further moor,
no way out of this jamb.
Our leaders right no poetry
and hate there fellow man –
the age of chivalry has past
and no won gives a dam.

  – phill doran
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Blog: Whispers of the Universe

Gone are the days of princesses
And nights in shining armo
r
Bear hearts running errant quests
To charm her purple hart

The Lady of the Cake
Attends the wake, musing on thyme
Daughter of the Green strums the loot
To play a fitting elegy

  – whenmarsmetsaturn
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Blog: Härzenswort

Answer to Writing Prompt: Homophone Misuse

Gone are the days of princesses
And nights in shining armor

Gone are courteous addresses
And what once was maid of honor

See this silver mourning
Has come to crush his rain
Though the dawn needs no adorning
We are doomed by this soft and gentle belle

Gone are the leys of once upon a time
And deftly fashioned coats of male
Gone is his soothing nursery rhyme
And sweetly sugarcoated tail

See the king of auld is dead
And this unsteady buoy is not his father’s air
Wears a guilt crown on an undeserving head
Long live the king, we shall all despair

  – Härzenswort
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Blog: Thru Violet’s Lentz

Days of princesses

Gone are the days of princesses

And nights in shining armor


clad irascible grey skies-

have superseded twilight

whilst stars have ceased to glisten,

twinkle lost in hallowed eyes.

Innocents by the wayside cast

drunk on youths, fleetingly fermented brew

Gone are the days of princesses

And knights that dusk too soon.

  – Violet Lentz
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Blog: My Poems

Where the Nights Go

Gone are the days of princesses
And nights in shining armour

That brave bad weathers
To reach the hunted keep

Gone are the goodly goodly times
Of balls, tee parties and knight picnics
Of Halloween parties that reek of blood
That stream and make careful children

Sleep into gory oblivions
That time could not heel
And even though it tried,
It, like the little children slips

Into its gentle oblivion
And you wonder where, where
The knight has gone in his shiny armour
That shines in the gloomy son.

  – Olutomi Akinsanya
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Blog: Fortnite Fatherhood

Gone are the days

Gone are the days of princesses
And nights in shining armor
Loves sweet whisper is no longer heard
And inspires no more ardor
“The king is dead,” is the word that’s said
Across the crowd filled streets
The courtly tables are absent of
There pastries and sweet meets
The queen within her gilded hauls
Crying rivers of crocodile tears
The knights of the realm beet their chests
And wallow in their beers
No pubs with tankards overflowing with ail
Singing merrily this day
As morning the death of the once great king
Has fettered all joy away.

  – fortnitefatherhood
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Blog:  My Poems

Right on the Epitaph

Gone are the days of princesses
and nights in shining armor;
That leave you four dead
In that conquered walled city
Painted with emotional trauma and
A healthy dose of sadness two
And though second chances come often
Feigning dead is risky business
When conquerors come too finish of
Survivors that pain forgot two claim
Who can right a epitaph of two shot lines
On their lover’s bloodied tombstone
E’en though it bee off a pet beloved.

  – Olutomi Akinsanya
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Blog:  The 48%

Gone

Gone are the days of princesses
and nights in shining armor;
My love, this is England now
In the daze of fares selling fair ethics,
Where knights slaughter sacred cows
Amid rued lives, dignities and businesses
In rude awakenings, fresh grievances
And very little honour towards neighbours,
In a winter that does not seem to pause
A dog sleeping in a doorway chews his paws;
The mighty say we choose this,
A lax hypothesis for half choices based on lies,
Lack breeds homelessness in familiar lanes;
A city’s slow demise in the ice where lives have lain.

  – Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Blog:  CATNIPMURPHY

Gone are the days of princesses
And nights in shining armor
The damsels are slaying dragons now
With hashtags #hashtag
Sore-throated knights on Shetland ponies
Ride a little hoarse
The only havoc reeking is their breath
Without the proper armour for amour proper
Sad times for confused heroes
Truly dismal daze

  – catnipmurphy
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Blog:  Powerful We

Gone are the days of princesses
And nights in shining armor
wholly idle nose you
close fowl
absents attendants
times blew
wheel meet sum
with there tale in a not
made in a sell
yet seam deer, but knot

  – powerful we
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Blog:  NobbinBlog

Chivalry is Dead

Gone are the days of princesses
And nights in shining armor
Saving ladies in this dress is
Not a good idea for a former charmer

But, please, you’ll have to bare with me
If I’m going to save the princes
First, I need clothing that is comfy
In order to travel great distances

I have my shears to shear U
Back there and bare your… but…
Wait… You will be cold if I do
Just a sheer shape of a U on your… what?

No, I don’t usually talk to sheep
I want to create a comfortable atmosphere
Though, I do count ewe when I go to sleep
Now that I have clothes, to where?

  – Nobbinmaug
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Blog:  NobbinBlog

Chivalry Resurrected: Homophonic Inaction

Gone our the daze of princesses
And nights in shining armor
End thee wicked which who suppresses
With evil plans too harm her

Butt Hu needs that stuff
We can still send flours
Letter Noe she’s loved
Naught restrain her feminine powers

Wee can B knights in white satin
Remind her she’s the only won
With sweet words in Pig Latin
She can bee replaced bye nun

Eye no aye knead ewe
Fore ever, until time’s end
Four U, their is nothing I won’t due
Can I get an eh, men?

  – Nobbinmaug
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65 thoughts on “Prompt: Homophone Misuse

  1. I swear to god I was so sleepy I read the title as homophobe misuse and was woken up wide awake because I was so interested in the topic. Not that this isn’t interesting, but very different from what I had expected.

    1. Hmm, now that would have been indeed very interesting!

  2. Gone are the days of princesses
    and nights in shining armor;
    that age when love ran threw the flours
    and all of life was Karma.
    When honest folk – the blacksmith bold,
    the simple peasant pharma –
    admired the morals of caught life
    free from all mellow drama.

    Four now we here the bully’s raw
    where once we herd the lamb;
    no moral compass, further moor,
    no way out of this jamb.
    Our leaders right no poetry
    and hate there fellow man –
    the age of chivalry is passed
    and no won gives a dam.

    phill

    1. “…the age of chivalry has past…”
      (sorry about that: it is difficult to be consistently wrong

    2. This is awesome – good thing I only read it after writing mine! 😂

    3. This just exudes a nimble use of words.. Love it!

    4. LOL this is perfect! Makes sense in the most nonsensical way. Love it. 🙂

  3. Gone are the days of princesses
    And nights in shining armor
    Bear hearts running errant quests
    To charm her purple hart

    The Lady of the Cake
    Attends the wake, musing on thyme
    Daughter of the Green strums the loot
    To play a fitting elegy

    1. The “bear hearts” made me laugh! And I almost missed “strums the loot.” This is an excellent response!

      1. The prompt made me grin like a fool. I love using homophones. My first thought was bear bottomed Neanderthals, but decided to stay with the theme in the end. Thank you for the opportunity

        1. Lol bear bottomed Neanderthals totally makes sense if they wear underwear made out of bear fur! 🙂

  4. Gone are the days of princesses
    And nights in shining armor
    Gone are courteous addresses
    And what once was maid of honor

    See this silver mourning
    Has come to crush his rain
    Though the dawn needs no adorning
    We are doomed by this soft and gentle belle

    Gone are the leys of once upon a time
    And deftly fashioned coats of male
    Gone is his soothing nursery rhyme
    And sweetly sugarcoated tail

    See the king of auld is dead
    And this unsteady buoy is not his father’s air
    Wears a guilt crown on an undeserving head
    Long live the king, we shall all despair

    1. I think you’ve found your genre! Great write!

    2. Love all the homophones in this. Marvelously fun to read!

      1. Thank you, I’m glad you like it! 😏

  5. https://violetslentz.home.blog/2019/01/31/days-of-princesses/
    Thrilled to be here. I have been wanting to get in on this prompt for quite some time. Thank you for the brilliant opener..

    1. Loved your response. The mood you set was divine. 🙂

  6. Gone are the days of princesses
    And nights in shining armour
    That brave bad weathers
    To reach the hunted keep

    Gone are the goodly goodly times
    Of balls, tee parties and knight picnics

    https://wp.me/p8p2cI-ai

    1. Loved the homophones you used. 🙂

        1. That makes me very happy 😊🌸

  7. Hi Cubby, sorry Im late to the party, a lot of fun working with this!

    Gone are the days of princesses
    And nights in shining armor
    Loves sweet whisper is no longer heard
    And inspires no more ardor
    “The king is dead,” is the word that’s said
    Across the crowd filled streets
    The courtly tables are absent of
    There pastries and sweet meets
    The queen within her gilded hauls
    Crying rivers of crocodile tears
    The knights of the realm beet their chests
    And wallow in their beers
    No pubs with tankards overflowing with ail
    Singing merrily this day
    As morning the death of the once great king
    Has fettered all joy away.

    1. “overflowing with ail” is gold because it works so well in both senses 🙂

      1. Thank you. Loved the challenge and the other poems are awesome! Homophones are fun. Funny thing is, when i proofed mine I actually cringed every time I read “there” instead of “their” – must be the editor in me. 🙂

        1. Lol that’s a good thing! I wish I was always in editor mode. 🙂

  8. Gone are the days of princesses
    and nights in shining armor;
    That leave you four dead
    In that conquered walled city
    Painted with emotional trauma and
    A healthy dose of sadness two
    And though second chances come often
    Feigning dead is risky business
    When the conquerors come too finish of
    Survivors that pain forgot two claim
    Who can right a epitaph of two shot lines
    On their lover’s bloodied tombstone
    E’en though it bee off a pet beloved.

  9. Gone:

    Gone are the days of princesses
    and nights in shining armor;
    My love, this is England now
    In the daze of fares selling fair ethics,
    Where knights slaughter sacred cows
    Amid rued lives, dignities and businesses
    In rude awakenings, fresh grievances
    And very little honour towards neighbours,
    In a winter that does not seem to pause
    A dog sleeping in a doorway chews his paws;
    The mighty say we choose this,
    A lax hypothesis for half choices based on lies,
    Lack breeds homelessness in familiar lanes;
    A city’s slow demise in the ice where lives have lain.

    Antonia Sara Zenkevitch

    1. This is a great twist on the prompt! All the homophones made complete sense. 🙂

  10. Pingback: Gone: – The 48%
  11. Well that was a hole and a half to fall into. I had to go to every site. Wow! Thank you for the links! 🙂

    1. I’m so glad you checked them out! Thank you! 🙂

  12. Another prompt for which I am not. This one looks fun. Good idea. Let’s see how I can make it depressing.

    1. LOL oh no! Although it would be rather interesting to read…

      1. I’m not. I’m trying to write it so it makes sence. I don’t think it’s going to work.

        1. Lol it will make sense if your readers put the effort in to make it make sense. Does that make sense?

          1. I mean use the words properly while still making them seem like homophones. You’ll see what I mean if I can make it work.

            All right, I’m not typing “homophobes.” My Grammarly keyboard app is autocorrecting.

            1. I am eagerly waiting to see what you mean. 🙂

  13. Gone are the days of princesses
    And nights in shining armor
    The damsels are slaying dragons now
    With hashtags #hashtag
    Sore-throated knights on Shetland ponies
    Ride a little hoarse
    The only havoc reeking is their breath
    Without the proper armour for amour proper
    Sad times for confused heroes
    Truly dismal daze

    1. Love the wordplay with “hoarse” and the concept of “slaying dragons now/With hashtags #hashtag”! Very well played! 🙂

      1. If it weren’t for auto-correct I’d have extra credit for “proper armour for amour propre” which is a bilingual homophone. Almost. Awww c’mon marks for effort ? [makes Puss eyes from Shrek] Oh well. I was going to go with “Homophone ? I’m not biased against telephonists. ” and am glad I didn’t.

        1. LOL sure, I’ll give you extra credit! 👏

  14. A true Portia come to justice. If I could do emojis it’d be a badger clutching a flower whilst uni-cycling (Which is nice for the avoidance of doubt)

    1. My favorite emoji is a dinocat 🐱‍🐉. It should show a cat riding on top of a dinosaur’s head, although on some screens it is separated into two emojis of a cat and a lizard, which is just weird.

  15. Gone are the days of princesses
    And nights in shining armor
    wholly idle nose you
    close fowl
    absents attendants
    times blew
    wheel meet sum
    with there tale in a not
    made in a sell
    yet seam deer, but knot

    1. This one is rather tricky! I feel like you have misused the homophones really well in this! Great response. 🙂

      1. Thank you!!! It was fun

        1. I’m glad you had fun with it! 🙂

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