Best Good Luck Poems
GOOD LUCK, SAM
Shamrocks with green eggs and ham.
Resistance from Sam I Am.
If you offer him gold,
he won’t see the mold.
Leprechauns roar at the sham.
3/14/2017
Kim Merryman’s Luck of the Irish Limerick Contest
Well, here we are stuck at home 'cos everything's closed
So, we could do what we usually do and self-isolate
I mean, each of us could retreat into his room, shut the door,
and do what we normally do in there on the internet or whatever
Or, we could say to each other, "Hey, this is a real opportunity, guys!
Like, here we are together in the middle of the day for a change!!
Why not take advantage of this moment in time -- Who knows how
long it will actually last -- and do some fun stuff together as a family?!"
Like what?
Like what?
Like what?
Like what?
(My heart sinks a little as the question echoes through the house, but...)
Well, why don't we have a hootenanny and sing our favorite songs?
(Dead silence). Uh-huh, I see. Or, we could play charades, you know
(Eyes roll). OK. Don't all jump at once. How about a board game?...
You guys!! If you're not up for fun, let's at least have dinner together --
You say that you're vegan now...And that you've just now stuffed yourself...
Uh-huh... So, as I was saying, I just can't wait till this scare is over, and
we can all go back to our normal routines!
On the door of every Jewish home
is a sort of 'good-luck charm'
Containing certain verses Biblical
to keep all who come and go from harm
Some kiss it on the way out or in
to deter themselves from acts of sin
Such as bolting their front door to guard
'gainst ragged beggars others bar
Every time she sees him all she can see is pain.
Over something she would love to have,
but could never gain.
She could be happy,
but only for a short time.
It never takes long with her for someone to cross the line.
Between happiness and revenge,
between love and hate.
She will stay with him,
but only to **** up his fate.
She is so good at it,
trust me you will get hit.
She does everything perfect,
she pulls you in.
Every guy is the same to her,
I promise she will win.
The shattered promises,
the perfect lies.
She keeps going till everything in you dies.
She could lie to you and never miss a pace,
she could do it staring you directly in the face.
She will drag out the pain,
you better believe she will.
It's going to take some time for this one to heal.
She will make toy despise everything she has ever done.
You will second guess every woman after her,
now she has won.
Get a grip,
and get it fast.
Good luck,
I hope you last.
Good luck she said.
Ha! I make my own luck.
Always have, always will.
Good luck in the contest.
Good luck on stage.
Good luck, good luck, good luck.
Showing me her sweet self.
I am not fooled.
Her pure nasty resonates.
Her nasty eyes, her nasty smile.
Her pure and evil nasty self.
Good luck she says, but break a leg, she means.
Break a finger, break a neck, die, woman, die.
Good luck my ass. She has never meant it.
She never will. I know for she is my nemesis.
I smile and wave, pretending to be fooled
by my self-reflection.
GOOD LUCK HALLOWEEN
I wonder if the cat on the limb
Wonders who Created him
Of course I know that cats can't wonder
Who Created him and the moon up yonder
5 November 2019
For the contest sponsored by Eve Roper
Picture No. 2
Cheerfully said we, "Goodbye and Good Luck"
~ Though hearts meant it tearfully
If it were not for the pork and black eyed peas
My husband would not be eating this meal with me
I love my pork and sauerkraut for our New Year good
luck meal
Hubbie hates kraut and would take bad luck that is
just the way he feels
I will have the kraut and him the black eyed peas
Then he will share in the good luck meal with me
The Power That Can Save Me..........Hello.....is.......The Power The Power That "Made a Tree"!!!!!The Power that made "The Moon,The Earth,The Sky,and "All" Creation,and brought all of that into being,and can cause it "Not To Be"has no problem saving you and me!!! If it was not for bad luck"I thought I would have no Luck at all,but when I suddenly had some "Good Luck",it caused my bad luck to fall!!The bad luck fell,and good luck is a memory that I just cannot forget:It is like the happiness that we have when we get our first "Pet"!!Bad Luck will probably try to make another call,but now that I have had,and know "Good Luck" I can really believe,and say that "Good Luck Trumps All"!!! Let us have ourselves a "Ball"as we always remember The Good Luck"that caused "The Bad Luck" to "Fall"!!!A Squirrel cracked,and busted a nut,and when we see that happen we see the power that is in you and me,and I "Love "The One who "Created""The Tree"!!!! "The Hospital Brings in "SICK Bodies",and makes a collective effort to try and fix ,and heal those sick bodies! "THE ONE WHO MADE THE TREE" can heal those who are the staff in "THE HOSPITAL",and the patients too: because "The One Who Made The Tree made life itself,and "He Lives":and is "Filled with "Mercy,and Grace" as we "Achieve Something Good"and "Thereby Become A Part Of That Which Is "The Most Beautiful!I Love The One Who Made The Tree: I know that he can save "You and Me"! Be Ye not "Conformed"but Be Ye "Transformed" by "The Renewing Of Our Minds!
When I see a penny twinkle at me in the street,
It says, "Pick me up," down at my feet.
I slip it in my pocket and off I go,
With the good luck penny I could not forego.
It makes no difference if they are shiny, dirty, or black,
If I find a penny, I can’t turn my back.
They go home with me to my glass change jar,
And I save them to spend on a vacation afar.
Recently I went for a walk and found pennies galore.
There was a trail of pennies for 50 feet or more!
It was pennies, pennies, pennies- surely this was a sign…
That they had dropped from heaven, and I was on cloud nine!
6/25/16
Contest 206 Any Form, Any Topic, Max 12 Lines
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Awarded 9th Place
I pounded, pounded, pounded, not in that rock
on pop gun sort of way, with a tinge of smoke
after the sudden spark, keeping me well amused,
but in that bam, bam, bam, meat squishing
and flying in tiny bits so you wonder if everything
remains sterile way that the Flintstones would have liked
And the Italians, too, dousing it with lemon
And wine until you see stars as you wobble
And pucker up for the kiss, that comes or not,
And that is always the way it begins, with elbow
Grease, tastes offered to any taker, welcome smiles
and songs and company, and then the luck
shows up, smelling faintly of singed cabbage, turn-about elbow
noodles dangle from their lip and the heady sense
that you were there that day, all aware. And life made good
your meal of effort by offering a swallow of champagne.
be the best, if that
task needs muster all your will.
I wish you good luck.
put a penny on the track, Uncle Jack!
GOOD LUCK MEAL
Hog jowl fried so crispy brown
Black eyed peas abound
Collard greens from the truck patch
Sweet tea down the hatch
Candied yams as well
My, do tell
YUM!!
Curtis Moorman
21 December 2011
For Russell Siver's contest
Zapping Through The Air
Everyone Gets Burnt Ugly
Good Luck To You All