The following is an experiment where I took some headlines from the French newspaper Le Monde and translated them homophonetically. It's still unfinished.

Lightban

[1]
Just a present,
         chaste and dead
conflicts demanded
an Orient..          Vestal
         partings could not
lie nor rest

         on logic proper.
         Odes and eons
assisted to an articulation
         of conflict.
         The emergence
of delirium came
to ground, pushing regions

         to a nuclear
portal.
         Ground and train
readjusted bounds of
         reverse guards,
allied to complexes
         of frost.

[2]
Lachrymal
         read the Moors,

venting dread.
21 jails let a novel
         wave, delousing
risen Caliban.

         Southern
counterflows objected
to conduct beetles.
Subterranean sound,
         deterring

          utility pores,
transported a disarming
         and deriding touch,
in particular, the devil’s.

Leveled, Baal beckoned
                   Indian
bastions, thus a brawl

of dancing  lights.
                   For Troy,
civilians zoned
in quietude and dour
                   blessing,

propagating asps
         and liars.

[3]
Austere laminate,
stationary aeolian,
primed in parlance
of a forced deluder,
         the debate

guaranteed flatulence.
                   Tread
the mosque
         in hazard.

Candelabras defaced
security untamed,
emanating disorder

and apneatic lariats.
         Pushed millers

depressed the sunset,
                   seated
       in resent. Dandy,

the cordial mosque
                   arboresced
         dense drapes
adlibbing aniseed palaces

with antic scansion.
         The lured sternum
had body lace.

[4]
Unplug the marooned
& aliased          dusting
         operations.
Seasoned droll
         toured the devil,
marooned pluralist,

         for lampooning intensity.
Donors incrusted paragon-
fluctuating          dances,
         and jousting leprechauns.
Minute notions poured
         the essential parameters,

knees saving fixed
         limited proteins. Avalon
cleared          a portal,
paroling pious Pluto
         annotating luscious
cocoons for offending
               the grand evergreen.

Nether visages poured
         the moment.