Short 15 Minutes Poems

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Premium Member Clerihew Klein

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A Dangerous Exercise

So, I
Cranked 
My treadmill
Up to max for
15 minutes today
and when I finally 
took my roller skates 
off they were WHITE hot

Figurines

Christmas day. Receiving a Darth Vader remote controlled toy.
I had it for only 24 hours. Last time I saw it.
Where did you go, Darth? Back to chasing Luke Skywalker?
Oh well, got a good 15 minutes of playtime with you.
I've been called Yoda.
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One Hair On a Balding Man's Head

*spot poetry written in 15 minutes or less about any random subject


 I am the hair on a balding man's head
 not lying down but standing instead
 Choosing to fight the battle alone
 escaping the scissors, evading the comb
 Keeping the faith down through the years
 dodging the blade of the old barber's shears
© Gayle Rodd  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Small daily joy

Delicious hot brown
Warm and soothing
Fluttering my heart
Warming the cockles
Enjoy alone 
With friends and family
15 minutes to sing through my veins
Dark or light roast
South American to African 
An early morning hit
Or an afternoon brew
A slight bitterness
A moments silence
A few seconds to think and relax
A daily joy
© Andy DW  Create an image from this poem.


Court Date

12 Jurys
1 Judge
1/2 a chance walking free tonight
10 years
1 pen
5 years probation
2,000 dollar fine
1 man waiting to hear
1 attorney tring to get him free
2 court dates up ahead
15 minutes for lunch
2 times I've got sick
1 crime committed
1 chance to go home
3 hours the verdicts in
10 years of my life 
Time to serve for 1 crime committed
Form: List

Premium Member If I Give Up

Would you care at all
If I quit life
Would you safe me
Or at least attempt to
If I said
I am finished, done, kaput
Would you ask why?
You don’t feel much pain
Running the razor up
The vein
Much blood flows
You would have
Maybe 15 minutes
At best.....

I studied psychology
At a major level
Specialised in suicide
Still know nothing
To be honest.
© Uwe Stroh  Create an image from this poem.

Overgrown

Outwardly I love the outdoors
Internally I hold resentment

I hate the loneliness
Despise the isolation
Loathe the alienation
From the rest of humanity 

There is no escape
As one is incapable of flight
15 minutes to the nearest business
And 15 more to public transport 

I mutter to myself
As I wander this overgrown weed
That some refer to 
as a garden

More of My Poems Growing

More of My Poems Growing

I guess limericks and poems
are the same thing.

On you guess my poems are growing;
Out window them may not be throwing;
Each one do appreciate
To them they did deprecate 
My poetry writing is ongoing.

Jim Horn

There. I just wrote three limericks
in 15 minutes. How is that for speed
which I hope you are not trying.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member 15 Seconds

15 seconds. 
or was it 15 minutes?
It feels like an eternity. 
I miss you, and I just walked away.
I miss you, get out of my head tonight; 
I need you, take this chain pull it tight;  
I love you, drain my neck tonight, 
I want you, bite my lips in the moonlight;
You’re  so different, 
I want to touch your cloud;
You are magic 
I want to fan your fire; 
For 15 seconds,
or maybe an eternity.

In Person

James Horn

He will be here tomorrow at 1030 to check out my shower. 
Jim
4:03 PM (2 hours ago)

Patricia A Sullivan
 
6:10 PM (15 minutes ago)

to me 

He's a great guy tell him his Riversea Mom sends her love?   
Pat

Sent from my iPad

James Horn  
6:27 PM (0 minutes ago)

to Patricia 

Don't have his email address but will tell him in person.
I better start rehearsing.

Jim
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
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Sad Boys In Class

We sat in class,
Doing nothing new,
As time passed,
Teacher is late! Finish the work due!

Waited there, waited for long,
And someone started tapping his desk,
We all started singing a song,
Our music, it was the best!

Oh wait, soon 15 minutes will pass,
And as the teacher is not here,
Boys BY LAW we can leave this class!
Boys stand up from your chairs!

Then we clapped, we clapped in joy!
And the teacher cam in the last second, so sad, so sad boys!
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member with him

It doesn’t take a second
for us to find our rhythm
I’m totally locked in
the moment I’m with him
 
I feel the beat
like electric heat
whenever I’m with him
I feel complete
 
there’s no other guy
who can compete
as my pulse increases 
as if with sweet kisses
 
you can take it from me
I’ve got the receipts
we’ve been together for years
and I think he’s for keeps
.
.
A song for this:
15 Minutes by Julian Lamadrid
Emotions and Math by Margaret Glaspy
Form: Rhyme

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