Best Out On A Limb Poems
Hitch-hiking on the road of yellow bricks
I took a chance upon a passing whim
It ferried me where thins grow out from thickes
Turns out, I found myself out on a limb
Imagine, on a limb and at my age
How could I get my feet back on the ground
My first instinct was fly into a rage
A brainstorm came, then all my anger drowned
Yet this was not my first time on a limb
Fact is, I've shinnied down more than a few
These days, instead of taking it so grim
I've learned to sit and just enjoy the view
If you're caught on a limb by some mistake
The bright side is, the damned thing didn't break
by Daniel Turner
Went out on a limb and lost my way
burned all the bridges I know
a drove of seagulls passed me by
flapping their wings, they waved goodbye
Now I'm heading your way,
and I pray the ocean leads me home.
July 31, 2021
Contest Name: Bite Size Poem # 15
Sponsor Name: Line Gauthier
Tail swingin’ from branch to branch
Leaves rustling rush
Trapeze artistry
Burlesque style
Noonday sun
Way more than fun.
Evolution eschewed fur
so the people could make clothes
‘cause they like to be busy
and pretty
and are easily bored.
Or perhaps God didn’t want people to play in trees
without their clothes on
at least not for long.
Inklings of overexposure
feel like impending sunburn
overwhelming in light of
blisters past
Retreat…
Miles and miles
of wild west highways
teaches mirages
look exactly like water
til you’re right there on top ‘em.
How much further, Jesus?
Hold the course?
Take a right?
Gettin' mighty thirsty here.
But then again,
betcha Jesus
doesn’t have a tail.
Better ask another monkey.
A tall tree I did climb,
on a bet of a dime.
Baby Bear said it was funny,
it was not for the big money.
The limb broke what a crime.
My heart soaked in enticing wine
Drunk with love and mellowed,
Hangs out on a flower-laden bough
With new charm is endowed.
Come quickly my dear, oh, my love,
Come, for life is fleeting,
Ha, as soon as a flower blooms
Its beauty but takes wing!
The sky is the limit we are told.
We gamble our choices on a chance.
However, we tend to strive for more.
If we break even, we chance again.
What hard choices we tend to have.
Many roads we travel without luck.
Money in our pocket no time for games then we are given a whim.
Our ventures are what can eventually destroy us.
What a hard choice I have to make and will.
I will take the risk and will not reveal the ending.
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PENNED ON JUNE 16, 2014!
Light Out On A Limb
When light and are out
On long limb hanging from a tree;
May not bend as much.
Do you have to be light on
your feet so you can start
seeing the light? You might
have to wait until early
morning is breaking and
things start dawning upon
you like more poems. That
is how it has happened to
me. How about you?
Maybe Katherine can consider
my Haiku for her Poetry Revisited
poetry reading now that time on
us has started rapidly impeding.
Jim Horn
Ok I am going to trot this one out once again
not knowing if it will be better received than
When it flopped in Peoria.
I love to hear people laugh.I love to have a part in making people laugh.Sometimes I get carried
away in that pursuit.
Once while talking on the phone to my oldest sister
and hearing her little giggle I retold a joke
my brother the crass master had told.
Granted it was borderline yet bizarre enough
that it would not offend I believed
You be the judge......Hey Deloris I said did you hear about that guy that died while eating fresh mountain oysters?No,in a voice of concern she said. Yeah,seems the hog drug him through a barbed wire fence............silence.......more silence
Yet still more s....... well you get the picture.
I don't consider myself to be a heathen but then this stuff happens.
Don't know exactly what she found off color about it.Feel free to clue me in.I never asked her about it
as her infinite silence was all the chastising I can handle in that regard.So shoot me a line kids,Set me straight. Should I cull this one for good?
Octopus hide in your sea garden
Two tentacles bit by a marlin
Afraid to reach out
though never a doubt
New limbs sprout, no better a bargain!
L-et Tuesday morning come,
I-n twenty-fourth January;
N-ight cold chill disappears,
D-awn erases the
A-gony.
B-lue water in the pool
O-pens the time for a swim;
H-aven't yourself gone
O-ut on a
L-imb.
The sky is the limit we are told.
However, we tend to strive for more.
We gamble our choices on a chance.
If we break even, we chance again.
What hard choices we tend to have.
Many roads we travel without luck.
Our ventures are what can eventually destroy us.
Money in our pocket no time for games then we are given a whim.
What a hard choice I have to make and will.
I will take the risk and will not reveal the ending.
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PENNED ON JUNE 16, 2014!
A-ugust thirtieth Wednesday,
R-emain safe and sound;
C-over your life with shield,
E-vildoers roam around.
L-et not your soul be put in risky situation;
I-dentify the danger that causes destruction.
N-ever let the weather turn
I-nclement and dim;
L-et not yourself go
O-ut on a limb.
Where does my hope go
When I can't find it anymore
Hiding with my faith
Behind a hidden door
Love can be lost
But always exist
It can't be killed
Even if I resist
Am I still here
As I lose myself
Can't find my image
Even on a shelf
I've lost my way
The path grew dim
No crossroads present
Alone, out on a limb.
If I told you how long I’ve liked you, what would you say?
Would we still be friends?
I could go out on a limb,
and see if you saw me as more than a friend,
but what if you didn’t?
What if finding out scared you away?
Could I handle rejection along with your loss?
Then again, what if by some grace of God,
you felt the same, but were always too timid to admit?
I can let this feeling pass away,
but I know from history that it will comeback another day,
Maybe not tomorrow, but it will be back,
it’s a feeling I never seem to truly kill,
and until I find out the truth, I don’t think I ever truly will