Hunch Poems | Examples

    Shohei Ohtani is in a league of his own
       playing baseball in a whole new zone

    He hits home runs a mile
       poker-faced, never smiles
       
    Rounds the bases like lightning
       his speed almost frightening

    And this near-mythical man pitches ‘lights out’ too!
       Methinks he's a robot ~ How about you?

Am the string.
Oscillating discretely,
The sways of pattern,
Calling for elation,
To come happen...

Am now a probability.
Never discrete, yet,
A contradictory distinction,
True absolutism,
And not a fiction...

Am a void...conclusively. 
For within me persists everything,
And for i resemble nothing,
For i am all material,
Yet am not a thing...

None.
Am just...I.

I think i know what intuition means
call it a hunch

Travelling in your dreams or dreaming in your travels
You want to be seen or you want to be hidden 
Selfies are better or nature is bigger 
You love the sky or you hate the land 
Like a lazy night or a hyperactive bang
Partying hard or driving through the dark
Silent hood or a dog that barks
Love yourself or the playboys
Getting married or become a loner 
Eating to live or living to eat?
Using your hands or thighs that spreads
Whatever it is, doesn't make any sense

The cat had a hunch  and she got her wish
                           She hunched her back and jumped on a side dish
                                             The dish had to diffuse
                                        And he croaked out the news
                                "Cat,You're a bit odd; sort of a ***** fish."

The Token Hunch-Back

By Elton Camp

Most businesses feel they must have a few token blacks
So it’s reasonable to have equity for all the hunch-backs
Mad scientists require a slavish assistant to do their will
Only one dressed in black and called Igor can fill the bill

And to fully please his master, Igor always does so fine
It can be Count Dracula or maybe Professor Frankenstein
The castle where the duo do their dirty work’s on a hill
Whenever the villagers living below see it, it gives a chill

When enough of the evil master the townfolks finally get,
They never invade the castle until the sun has nearly set
Igor will then always do all he can his master to defend
But the outraged villagers will always triumph in the end

I know, politically correct a poem like this certainly is not
Since it make hunch-backs feel reviled and put on the spot
The Americans With Disabilities Act applies in the USA
However, pictures like these are all set a half a world away

tiz the old fashioned way of composing 
with paper and comfortable pen 
longhanded words writ with feeling 
as old fashioned habits kick in 
I'd like to be on my computer 
Alas an impossible place 
Some hacker has rendered it useless 
A jerk I can't see face to face 

There'll come time that it really won't matter 
as new situations arise 
the fabric of memory will tatter 
like forgotten political lies 
But back in the day when my temper held sway 
I'd be toasting his early demise 
By finding a technical way 
of whacking a hacker in play 

So I'll sit back and wait 
for sweet lady Fate 
To waltz on his grave in delight 
it's sweet consolation 
that knowing sensation 
his indiscrimination 
will step on a nerd redneck's feet 
who will take up the cause 
to make him hit pause 
then control alternate and delete

I have a feeling

Deep, deep inside

Something slowly growing

Crossing the divide

I have a feeling

That something’s gonna change

It’s a matter of knowing

And it feels kinda strange

I have a feeling

I didn’t really have a clue

I just keep searching

It was something, something I just knew

I have a feeling and I know it is really strong

It’s only a matter of time

I only hope that I’m not wrong

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