Best Trimmer Poems
I don’t know tic tac toe
so I rhyme this with flow,
showing Nick Nac knows
how to serve the perfect dose.
Measuring the rhymes
like I’m pleasuring the lines,
leisure for the minds
like I’m lemon and I’m lime,
1st and 2nd personalities
pushed to share realities,
combining combat and comebacks
as I incompetently rap,
you’re ripping me now
it’s a banter attack,
shyt but gripping somehow
as I pant and sound crap.
It’s another chicken dinner
from Mr Trim Trimmer,
not a rapper or a singer
but, a mother loving winner.
POTD 02/02/2019
Categories:
trimmer, character, confidence, cool, freedom,
Form:
Rhyme
Written: October 30, 2023, For Brian Strand Contest
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as
gloominess
drops to the ground
the lamplighter performs his
rounds. Equipped with his
ladders, wick trimmer
matches, long pole
and backup fuel
positions the
ladders on
the post,
He opens the lock and trims the wick
and strikes a match to ignite the flame
locking up
the door
he steps
towards
his next
Sentinel.
Through
evening
he steps
his path
merrily
friendly
to those
he sees.
His task
will take
him out
in wind
and rain
the whole
year round.
curious children
watch as each
torch comes to
life with a glow.
In the morning
the lamplighter
is back at work
smothering the
flaring wick set
alight the night
before. As dusk
falls once more
the lamplighter
lights the torches
Categories:
trimmer, analogy, history, light,
Form:
Shape
husband
didn’t pay attention when she started to change her look,
after all, she’d been saying how she wanted to for a while &
it seemed to make sense,
what with her going back to the gym full time,
after a period of time away
when they first had been married---
husband just went about his days
working more hours than he knew what to do with,
business was good &
with all the business around him seeming to fail,
he’d been putting away for the life he imagined in the future,
with or without
her---
but her time spent at the gym seemed to increase &
thought her body began to get trimmer, sexier, tighter, stronger &
she seemed to walk around the house with a new zest for life
(when he was there to see her),
he still didn’t notice that
the personal trainer had moved in---
she had said something to him,
but he was listening less & less
as he had more & more to worry about at work,
for it was all part of building his empire.
the personal trainer was a less successful man
by the standard that money can by,
but he listened to her
as he traced her curves with his fingers in the gym
with palms of his hand smoothly gliding over her muscles
making her body quiver &
it wasn’t long before in the car outside the gym
they consummated the professional relationship
again &
again &
again &
again.
as she began to show less interest in sex with her husband,
he wrote it off as a side-effect of marriage &
found himself a main squeeze on the side,
a 20 something who needed money to get her through college
with a perkiness that made him feel young again &
a body that wouldn’t quit---
as he grew more distant from the wife,
she grew closer to the personal trainer,
until the day when she brought him home to the house,
when she swore the husband would be gone.
husband found out the way a husband will
when husband had been no longer interested
until another shows his face, as it is only jealousy then
which kicks in, making husband suddenly care---
but personal trainer put husband on the ground
when husband came into his own bedroom
to find personal trainer banging away his bride
who now had no interest in husband---
husband sued the personal trainer for assault &
bride to be divorced husband, taking half of everything he had,
breaking his empire down to nothing
as he had been stupid enough to not require a prenup
at the beginning of it all.
Categories:
trimmer, life, husband, body, husband,
Form:
Free verse
Summertime,
And The “Livin Ain’t” Easy
Written: By Tom Wright
3-18-2008
I slept for five long hours and when I awoke
I was dazed and wobbly like a wheel with bent spoke
I showered & dressed and at the mirror did stare
Brushing my teeth and combing at my hair
While recalling bits and pieces of a dream I’d just had
I found brainwork before coffee is pretty darn sad
A half a pot later I’m still deadpanning the floor
While hearing a thump just outside the front door
With as great haste as the early hour would allow
I retrieve the morning paper from beneath an old plow
I think that each morning the paper people must huddle
Making plans for each issue to soak up some puddle
Why can’t they just put it in the box on the curb
I guess its because I’m not considered a suburb
At any rate, at the first thought, that today I’d just relax
My accountant gives a wake up call about my income tax
I booted the computer and found I’d been e-mailed
Checked market conditions and found bad news prevailed
As I pondered six hours mowing under a sun that can melt
I cringed at the thought of my Cub throwing its belt.
The only ray of joy and although its only a glimmer
My shoulders won’t ache from using a string trimmer
For Roundup has cared for each tree and stump crown
And I hardly notice the ugly circles that are brown
I’ve yet chores in the garden, like tomatoes to feed
And take a hoe to the onions destroying each weed
At the thought of all this work my stomach is queasy
But hey, its summertime and the “livin” sure “ain’t” easy
Categories:
trimmer, summer,
Form:
Couplet
3/21/17
Is it going to be the low, high, wrong or right path?
Something I've grasped
You can't get any time back
Days and nights just might pass
Quite fast
The weather and intentions of people colder than ice packs
Humans kill and fight over cash
Just like that
In more or less than five flat
How quickly some will put a knife in your back
Trying to set you up in some kind of trap
Regardless of if it leaves all ties slashed
Too many have little to no regard for life and laugh
And it is not by chance
Sometimes due to a leak in a line of gas
Explosions caused after one striked a match
Usually causing damage and a bright flash
Medicines made by plants
Occasional ocean waves with white caps
Vague and very well defined maps
Crude and fine crafts
Dotted, single colored and striped hats
Near and far from spice racks
As well as any spyglass or wine glass
There was different types of bats
Inside a mineshaft
A sack of rice sat
Ending up becoming a nice snack
For several sighted or blind rats
A house with orange, grey , black and white cats
And nine mats
Several windows ajar so there is a slight draft
In the sky photographed
Another unidentified craft
Not going to give this a timestamp
While using a stihl trimmer to slice the grass
By: Dalton Ogletree
Categories:
trimmer, poetry, rap, word play,
Form:
Rhyme
Named after NZ's native bird,
there's an awesome fruit, it's concurred.
Sold with a spoon, never stirred
adored in salad, so I've heard,
it sounds absurd, it sounds absurd.
Fuzzy outside, brilliant green inner,
helping to digest your dinner.
Eat it raw to make you thinner,
when you work out, makes you trimmer.
It’s a winner, it’s a winner.
Its Vitamin c keeps you well,
boosting each immunity cell.
By binding toxin’s, they expel
the illnesses we all misspell.
They way excel, they, way excel.
Kiwis are tasty raw or stewed,
consuming one improves your mood.
Enjoy one now, go on, be shrewd,
help to end the growing fruit feud
it’s a superfood, superfood.
Categories:
trimmer, food, fruit, green, health,
Form:
Verse
A wakening to days with longer hours,
evening sun to dry the April showers,
and bluebell carpets through the woods appear
as if by magic, Summer's almost here.
The early morning skyline filled with song,
when one bird starts the others sing along,
harmonic chorus echoing the dawn,
inspiring life from seed and egg and spawn.
The colours grow to brighten each new day.
Laughter rings out from children at their play.
A clatter made by man pervades the air
form mower, trimmer, harvester and share.
A time to reap the largesse from the land
in preparation, just as Nature planned.
Categories:
trimmer, nature,
Form:
Sonnet
I drive around a bi-cycle
a cycle bike psycho
at night a light’s on
my-ma (ma) mountain bike
oh it’s a little delightful
my seat on my cycle
I ride all night on
my-ma (ma) mountain bike
I’ll jump the curbs in acceleration,
and pedal push to my destination,
don’t pay road tax, my declaration,
no f... that, drivers hold frustration
Oh
Oi
These trucks get way to close
thinking they own the roads
Woah
Oi
they test test test my nerve,
these flucking bus ankers
I drive around a bi-cycle
a cycle bike psycho
at night a light’s on
my-ma (ma) mountain bike
oh it’s a little delightful
my seat on my cycle
I ride all night on
my-ma (ma) mountain bike
dirty dank fumes got me spacey
light headed it sways me
others walk or run but I go this way
I like to ride my bi-cycle
I'm cycle bike psycho
all day and night on
my-ma (ma) mountain bike
It must be said, some mouth opinions
you cyclists all smell like onions
which is mean
so I thump them and nick their keys
I speed on
oi oi
and I say ha ha ha you cannot drive your car
they say
woah woah
as I fly fly fly fly over the handlebars
I crashed into an Aygo
a Toyota Aygo
the wheel's mangled on
my ma (ma) mountain bike
I wasn't looking where I go
when I hit an Aygo
so I'm in mourn for
my ma (ma) mountain bike
in a hospital room
going crazy
fresh air seems tasty
they say ha ha can't ride your bike today
I think karma's a bastard
it put me in plaster
and now they have to
ha ha (ha) help me s**t
ma (ma) mountain bike
(oh) mountain bike
(mountain bike) ohh
Hear the song copy and paste link below
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1n6wawuYE5s&index=3&list=PLrWXQQOwWgeAzG8lMiXPHNQeO_aFFxhLi
Categories:
trimmer, fun, funny, humorous, parody,
Form:
Lyric
I feel if you want to steal my limelight
then you had best learn to rhyme tight,
and double up your rhyme with each line
like mine so that I might feel the fright,
decline and beeline from your sight.
Live your life in the shadows
far away from the meadows
and only move slightly so
your world doesnt crumble.
Just sit in your bubble and wallow
and mumble afraid to rumble
this phenom for the trouble.
You've the chance of a bumble bee
that's been detached from its stinger and wings,
whinging in pain towards the fat lady that sings.
Nearing the finish line in less than a minutes time,
sliding from the peak and unable to climb,
beaten down in shock by my sublime
and superbly well crafted rhyme.
You can repeatedly attempt to try to call my bluff
but you cannot sit in my seat or out do my stuff
because I'll treat you rough and smack the puff
out of your cheeks thus causing you to fluff
words you seek, weak without enough.
I'm the Trim Reaper, I creep,
I'll push you down until you creek,
and become to weak,
to move or even speak,
I'll allow your slow retreat,
as the tears begin to leak,
I'll beat out the next beat
as I beat and defeat on repeat.
Kings fumble their crown
in a blink of the eye,
and fall down earth bound
from way up in the sky,
because they cannot thrive,
not while I am alive,
best to give up then hide
and silence crying eyes.
Musk it you must as the dusk hides the dust,
because you can't muster up or adjust
and prove that you've got enough groove
to remove me when you're busted with no thrust
to remove me or leave me stationed to rust.
Trust me I'll turn your talent crusty abruptly
then move heaven and hell above me.
My desire will not tire as the fire transpires up high,
all eyes on me to see the majestic Phoenix rise.
A presence out of this world like the Phoenix lights,
this sentence wields the last words seen in this write.
Categories:
trimmer, hip hop, rap,
Form:
Rhyme
A chance you armed as FOX YIN TUNG..
Trimmer chances will wangle out of laws.
Chance your arms are smuggle men.
Hong Kong FOX YIN TUNG had chance to come true.
Chance would be fine as there are only disguised laws.
Poorer grades are some dissembles.
Double faces will hide but fight the laws by tricks.
No perjury all are FOX YIN TUNG with sins.
Hong Kong FOX YIN TUNG also knows as Henry Fox by English names.
Miracle smuggle products earn a lot for legal charms illegally. Electronics also medicines load to boats and there may be drugs or heroin.
Henry Fox had bought and sold..
Bills and fames and poses are surest bet in FOX YIN TUNG life.
Henry fox had passed away. He also becomes our famous china official congress men when he came to senior ages.
True to say a man and family who smuggle goods and merchandises must try to take a pose as triad gangs.
-----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3--------
Categories:
trimmer, dark, drug,
Form:
ABC
My truest friend, I am conveyed to say.
Is never more than a thought away.
His name? You ask, I recall plenty.
Met when I was nearly twenty.
Late nights and girls, we had a blast.
Our bond grew so very fast.
I dare to say he was my brother.
One not found without the other.
I felt my judgment begin to sway.
With every word his tongue did say.
My actions were no longer me.
From his grasp I could not flee.
Confined within an euphoric cast.
The urge to move was fading fast.
Suspicion did grow upon my mother.
She seen in me what was another.
I felt my soul had fallen prey.
I saw my world turn to gray.
An improtant lesson I did soon learn: Loss of all, the normal fee.
When I have faded far away, he will surely remain to be.
With thoughts of healing, I am left aghast.
He left inside of me a hole so vast.
A trimmer life awaits, so cut the blubber.
No need for "Dope", I would rather smother!
Categories:
trimmer, addiction,
Form:
Personification
I’m ready for
Tic Tac Toe
Cause I got
my own rhymes to show
Watch me shine
My X’s are always in a row
Can you feel the room react
as it feels my glow
The Tickity Tac Tac
Clackity Clack Clack
Ricky Rhyme Time Show
My measures
don’t need tethers
I’m the man
for any kinda weather
High or low pressure
I’m a national treasure
No cold front here
Just sunshine and pleasure
No need for a sweater
Cause Baby
you rock that leather
You can’t stop
Fast and Furious
I’m the White Tornado
Bright enough for New York City
Cool enough to cruise Colorado
Driving my tricked out Eldorado
Others can brag
I show and tell
My musical bravado
Now it seems Trim the Trimmer
Has served me up for dinner
His words more potent
Than 100 proof liquor
They percolate and simmer
Rhyming sub-textually
Flowing quicker and quicker
Always the right mixture
So as his Rhymes grow brighter
Mine grow dimmer
Time to throw down the mike
and declare Trim the Trimmer
the Tic Tac Toe Award Winner.
Ricky Rhyme Time Rides again
Dedicated to The Rhyme Master Trim.
Just having a bit of fun playing in his sand box.
Inspired by Nick Trim’s “Trim Trimmer Chicken Dinner Winner”.
Categories:
trimmer, humor, light,
Form:
Rhyme
She doesn’t like the garden on the wall,
where the flowers are without fragrance.
You hammer the alphabet nails into her
brain. Her little thumb and index finger
waver on a hard pencil.
She can’t install her mind in the classroom
as her Barbie lies uncared at home. Your
refrains die in her ears. Her mom’s lullaby
lives in her soul.
A naughty classmate pinches her. She wants
to play, ‘elephant – and – mahout’ with her
dad.
Your tale has a head and tail, but no soul.
An impulse-trimmer your dopey ‘don’t’ is.
She wants to sleep in the valley beneath
the breast.
Ten to three’s an inhuman schedule.
Tension termites eat each twitchy day.
Only the skeleton of infancy remains.
First published in The Literary Hatchet by Pear Tree Press, US.
Categories:
trimmer, child, , Lullaby,
Form:
Free verse
I will say it loud and proud, from a cloud or in a crowd;
I will say it by rail, mail, in a fierce wail or pierced braille:
I do not like the holiday assail so trite-spiked by all retail:
Pumpkins in the summer, early turkey ads for dinner;
Santa as a sprinter so early, his burly gets girly trimmer;
Cupid on December twenty six making him a stupid nit wit;
Easter clothes and candy posing faster than when dandy!!
Time is precious, it’s a crime to infect us with flare unfair.
Greedy nerve ever serves “pay today” without dismay
way before calendars punt the month of the day our way.
March 23, 2018
Juli – Michelle / Rhyme Battle X - Showdown
Categories:
trimmer, angst, culture, holiday, time,
Form:
Rhyme
To husbands who are mystified
We offer here this marriage guide.
You'll have the finest union yet
If you accept this alphabet.
A dopt a female point of view.
B e strong, but gentle, kind, and true.
C ompliment her hair and clothing.
D on't let inlaws see your loathing.
E xercise so you'll be trimmer.
F udge the truth and say she's slimmer.
G ems and roses cool her rages.
H and to her your weekly wages.
I nsist you love her every day.
J ust say you're sorry, come what may.
K eep bathed and shaved if you want sex.
L et her select; just write the checks.
M eet no new women on the net.
N o anniversaries forget.
O gling beauties is forbidden.
P ast affairs are best kept hidden.
Q uickly heed her when she bellows.
R arely go out with the fellows.
S hower her with gift surprises.
T ake it when she criticizes.
U se your head; obey her wishes.
V acuum and do the dishes.
W hen walking with her, hold her hand.
X -rated movies now are banned.
Y ield to her as if she's Caesar.
Z ero in on what will please her.
Categories:
trimmer, for her, humor, husband,
Form:
Acrostic