Short A Lot Poems
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You could say they attention seek or that they cry for help
but you say that they attention seek cuz you seek it yourself
there good and bad time
so glad your mine
your worth every dime
its shine
let toss to some wine
that it never stop
WE BEEN THUR
A LOT
A Lot, A Lot
Of Efforts Show;
Psalms, Psalms,
To Bring The
Sun, Star's .... Gold!
With powers vying to have us ruled
The lull of liberty has us fooled
The rich and mighty sweep it all
And callused hands are rarely jewelled
about taking the law into one’s own hand ~ said this vigilante
but you’ll never hear it from me ~ it’s not my modus operandi
By
David Kavanagh
Her rather quaint cottage in Gwent
Appeared to be quite Heaven-sent
Then down came a spider
That flip-flopped inside her
And hie high ballistic she went!
It wasn’t a matter of “should”;
’Twas more like a question of “could?"
So tanks for expansions,
Don’t care about sanctions;
At this point, they’re not any good.
The big things never mean as much
When your little things do not touch
Wrap around, tie and knot
The big things that I got-
Your convenience, best interest and such.
I had compliments
On my haircut and I smiled...
Thanks a lot, peoples!
I had a great day
Contentment earns me
A ticket to bliss!
I had some good news
But, I kept it to myself
Thanks A LOT, David!!
The heart that loves little things is full of deep content;
The life that serves in little things is often nobly spent;
Do not despise a day of little things,
For bees as well as angels can boast a pair of wings.
Love With a Lot of Luster
What we could see was a big cluster,
Of love combined with a lot of luster;
From the first,
Had a thirst,
For Hillary and we always trusted her.
Jim Horn
Quite a variety of poems.
I have a lot to say,
I just don't speak.
To others, my voice is strong,
but to me,
it feels weak...
I have a lot to say,
but I have to bite my cheek.
There's a person to become,
I've yet to reach my peak.
Admittedly
I do not have
Or
Possess very little
But
I sure as hell
Know what
Means
1 hell of a lot
If only just for me
And that's enough
Each and every night
To send me
Soundly off to sleep
Seasoned water brought to boil
Taters and sausage
Ten minute wait then add corn
And pieces of crab
Five minutes then shrimp
Short wait drain
Chow!
3rd Place Win:
For Sara Kendrick's Contest
"Low Country Boil"
Moxie's has a lot of moxie calling their restaurant Moxie's
In fact if you want to know what I think, it's really kinda cocky
Their ego's busting out
Best meals they shout
Great for getting attention in fact it's quite foxy
Release the hounds
Call out the guard
Some simple fool
Crapped in my yard
Oh woe is me
Oh heavy sigh
Look at this poo
Piled a mile high
No words will help
No song be sung
Just tell me now
Who flung the dung
THANKS A LOT
It wasn’t the wife’s fault
She got rendered into salt
Yet what the Bible won’t tell us
Is why Lot gets so jealous
Witnessed a nearby cow
“That’s really some know how
The apex of all tricks
Turning humans to salt licks”
nutrient
with
poetry
love
plus
light... !
I live
pure
Paradise
alive
in
love...
Extend
Sun
understand
light
dawning
love
Bright
Sun
Golden
Silhouettes
Trees' uplifted arms
Shines against sky's gray whispy clouds
Seems to paint fluorescent light against clouds at center
Contemplating are shapes and a lot of gray what one who is color blind sees most morns
I spend a lot of time crying
I spend a lot of time daydreaming
About how things could be
Or how I wish they were
Or perhaps those two are the same
I spend a lot of time remembering sadness so well
That it makes me sad again
I spend a lot of time being sad
One can learn a lot
If there is a strong will to open the mind
Fill your world with intelligence
Just be gentle and kind
Challenge yourself to grow spiritually and intellectually
Go through that maze
Rise up through those obstacles
So you can see those bright sunny days
Too high
on Rye
Make pass
at Lass
Her date?
Six-eight
Out weighed
(DISmayed!)
BRIEF brawl
Get mauled...
Forsooth!
(Loose tooth)
Oh my!
(Black eye)
Behold!
(Out cold)
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Sunlight
Too BRIGHT
I ache
I quake
I heave
I grieve
Poor me
(Agree?)
At this time in our country’s history
when so many people are so headstrong…
where so many think they are right…
while everyone else is wrong…
It would behoove us all to understand
wisdom, like respect…is something that we earn…
That no one has all the answers
and…
we all have a lot to learn.
The daffodil's swaying away in curiosity
The angel's blowing down a kiss,
Parent's lending down a hand
To pull you up with a strand,
The school bell singing away
Down in a cluster mummering away,
The music ringing inside our head's
And happiness all over the place
with emotion's scattered all the way.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Her parents asked…
“A bird!” she said with glee.
“I want to glide across the sky
I want to play up in the trees.”
“Well, come on,” they said each grabbing one hand…
without ever asking why...
“We have a lot of work to do…
if we’re going to teach you how to fly.”