Best Overstay Poems

When it is time for me to pass away
I’ll pack and leave; I dare not overstay.
But ere I drift out slowly with the tide
I’d wish to have my children by my side
To reassure them that we’ll meet again.
And when they saunter down memory lane
A treasure...

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A Little Kindness Never Hurts

Her bad reputation was talk of our small town
she'd rush out to get mail in her flimsy nightgown
rumors spread about her lovers in her large bed
and how one is not enough, she needs four instead
yet I spoke to her oft at...

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Some people insist that I keep writing limericks
Don't want to overstay my welcome in this mix
So I'll write a few
But back off, phew!
Unless of course youse guys start throwing big bricks


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Mark Hurlin Shelton is a Poet from Cape Town South Africa, born in October 1967. He was raised by his grandparents in Three Anchor Bay, near Sea Point, where he attended his first schools: Ellerton Primary and Sea Point Boys Primary. His childhood gave him...

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So what's your status,
Nimbostratus?
Are you here to stay, like old Aunt Gladys?
- To rain and rain until we're glad it's
Not for you to own the day,
But eventually must fade away
Before the steady strugglings of the sun
Which must break through once they've begun
To tear apart your...

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I’m flabbergasted at how the streets are thronged
Could You be the one for whom twelve years I’ve longed?
Oh say, a Physician like no other before seen?
Different from the kind to where I had been?
Could Your timing have been more impeccable?
And Your approach be more unbelievable?
But...

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Hello. My name is Spring and I make an appearance every year.
People have often made comments of me like, 'Spring is in the air'.
For Daylight Saving Time, many will say 'Fall back and Spring forward'.
Well, they can say that,  but sometimes I am early...

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triolets

Poured a cup of coffee and softened it with cream
I hug a romance novel, first chapter's underway
Hubby's gone a fishin', a long way off downstream
poured a cup of coffee and softened it with cream.
Couch is comfy-cozy,  the time I must redeem -
kids are off...

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Need a cuddle, are you available? 
Promise not to linger too long
Perhaps seven or possibly eight hours
Maybe till the break of dawn

Enough time to satisfy this craving
That lingers day and night
Soon gonna wind up in the loony bin
If I can't taste your sweet delights

Need a...

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Hey what did I miss?
Do I owe you something,
that every time I make a move in life you react?
Do I owe you success?
That every time I drown, making bad decisions
You recognize,

Judging like an expert.
Does it hurt to mind your own business?
To make absoluteness in your...

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There's no reason for me to think
that the four seasons run wild and free.
There's a God out there, and He's in charge.
Sure, every season has a mind of its own,
and each knows exactly where she belongs.
Moreover, they feel right at home with all they do.
Each...

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The sugar bowl proverbial.
The sweetness of sharing
what you have; a tight hug.

Don’t share the leaves,
in your own yard, nor the weeds.
Don’t rush a neighbor’s demise.

Don’t overstay;
time is valuable -
boundaries sans fence.

A good neighbor is not perfect,
are you? Jesus tells us, true,
“Love your neighbor as yourself.”

Don’t...

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Let's have a word from THE RISING SUN:
  
I rose this morning and spoke hope to the solar system,
reassuring everyone concerned of a stabilizing experience;
and advising citizens all, in my sphere of influence, to take
one day at a time. Moreover, allow me to simply...

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When Covid came to town one day
It somehow chose to overstay
Now Christmas nears
With fears and tears 
Isn’t it time to go away!

Old Santa Claus who I esteem
Has made his mind to intervene
Now on his sleigh 
Without delay
Is on his way with a vaccine.

- - -...

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White is not an opaque color
It seemed to shimmer incandescent figures under the eve of light
A foreshadowing

Pain is the white that compliments your wedding dress
Tying the knot
Knowing you’ll be bound to it forever
Pain can be held and walked hand in hand down the aisle with
Your...

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