Short Archer Poems
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Rainbow's colored light
Archer aims at cloud's despair
Shooting hope arrows
"I have set my rainbow in the clouds" (Genesis 9:13)
Draw weight heavy sin
Invisible archer fires
God above begged
Listen to the hums
And the whistles above too
He never misses
Arrows fly causing chem trails,
such crazy twisted cupid tales!
Could have flown farther
boomerang hit the archer;
Now they fall, a crush impales.
When Heard dared to question her partner,
men suited up in outraged armour.
Battling patriarchy,
this ‘feminist’ malarkey,
makes women prey and men the archer.
A nonchalant twist of an age
freckled wrist
The cast finished in the stance
of an archer
A long languid shimmering line
slowly slips
Arcs, hovers then drops on the
water
a man of wisdom
life
integrity
strong and with love
soft words
have reached me
a man
to be listened too
The archer murdered
The Maltese falcon born
Knights
take care of all
The bow of
God’s wrath
is restrung in
the dark
To target
injustice
and hate
as its mark
Each arrow
His judgment
of life
in the main
And striking
dead center
He frees us
— again
(1st Book Of Prayers: May, 2025)
(At the Tomb)
I never told my brother,
That the women did anchor,
That the scene was blacker,
Than a black sheep bleater,
Because I was the archer,
Of the delinquency, the snatcher,
So I was not an asker,
To my mother or brother.
The best artist that there probably was,
His words make music sound sharper than saws,
His mouth shoots arrows,
The mic is his mighty bow,
He is practically an Archer,
Every piece he performs,
A battle he has won,
Ends with a victorious laughter
This armed cherub
In diapers, with arrows
This winged archer
is set upon our meadows
Yet only time will tell
If he comes bearing,
God's greatest gift
Or leaves us smitten
and gawking at some girl...
Lee bridged the race divide
when prejudice had nowhere to hide-
Riding a mustang in the sky
His deeds gave bigotry the lie,
sterotyping his,to defy.
Tribute to Lt-Colonel Lee Archer (1919-2010) WW2 fighter pilot and VP of General Foods who
died this past week
The Archer
S-shy but saucy
A-Able to relate
G-Gleeful and sometimes goofy
I-inward looking
T-Temperate being
T-Tender feelings
A-Absent minded
R-Rascal at heart
I-Idealist still
U-Unaffected ways
S-Safe..a sanctuary
To sing the unsung melody;
To ring the unrung bell ??…
Amidst the hungry poets
Starved and naked with pens poised …
To be awake amongst the sleeping;
To feel rain that has sobbed itself dry;
To the archer with only a toy arrow
He will come by and by …!
( Naomi Rainbow )
In the legend of one,William Tell
an archer& Swiss-born rebel
Such accuracy & skilled know-how
but,to an Austrian hat would not bow.
So had to skewer an apple on his son's head
this obedient lad trembled &said
keep your eye's open father,please
& dear Papa,do not do not, sneeze
Nearing river’s edge;
My thoughts began to wander,
As brooding clouds formed --
In a once indigo sky,
There the hunter stood…
Yes, the archer and his hounds
Readying his bow
He implored twins Gemini
“Chase the bull ‘cross Milky Way“…
(Just a star gazers dream)
Apollo, Grecian god
Acclaimed as god of sun
Ageless and immortal
Adept in many skills
Archer and musician
Athletic and handsome
Adorable in mien
Placed Second
March.2. 2022
Greek Mythology Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Joseph May
Syllable Counter used- How Many Syllables
Clout on target
Eye you can't forget
A dot like a tv set
No winking eye you let
Aiming high or low
Stretched or loose you throw
Arrows you release or blow
Prize you do not show.
Archer you know in you
With bow and arrow of you
Archery is your life in a game
Name in flame you lit without shame.
An archer from Sherwood made shooting an art
Persuaded the wealthy from surplus to part.
He fell for a maid at first sight
But fearing to tell her outright
Enlisted friend Eros to capture her heart.
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Limerick 3 Contest
Hosted by Joseph May
© 31st January 2019
I walked the path of
William Tell
An apple by my
side
And waited for an archer
strong
To match me stride
for stride
I placed the orb
upon my head
And stood against
a tree
And gave my faith
unto the wind
Fates arrow sent
to free
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
The archer shooting his arrow without hesitating,
the musician effortlessly improvising,
the singers seamlessly blending,
the speaker clearly enunciating.
It's not about being lazy or passive
or being forceful or combative.
Nothing unnecessary or artificial,
it's about being spontaneous and natural,
coming from an inner elemental source...
like water finding its course.
ROBIN HOOD
Skilled swordsman cum archer coming in guise,
Robbing from rich to reach poor as surprise.
Brave righteous Robin Hood
Hero of my childhood.
Fighting injustice was his exercise.
01/29/19
Third Place
'Limerick 3' Contest by Joseph May
'Early February 2019' Contest by Brian Strand.
The famed archer perches on the minaret
While the waxing moon disappears
He studies the dancing silhouettes
Waiting on the reclusive premier
The scant light of a torch coyly dances
And soon the moribund ruler emerges
The bowman knows where his allegiance is
Soon the realm will be singing dirges
The arrow hits the heart and it is rent apart
And so departs the tyrannical tetrarch
Today is tomorrow only yesterday
Oh how days go by counting sheep
May I say this day to be the boy who cries wolf
Or shall I comment on her dress?
Ribbons tied onto bows archer invisible arrows of love
Reading books' like eyes my jaw
Omits it's formidable drool
What's that you say? Today is tomorrow only yesterday.
1/20/17
Energetic Aries, I AM, moving toward the scales of Libra, I BALANCE
Stable Taurus, I HAVE, because idealistic Scorpio, I DESIRE
Mercurial Gemini, I THINK, with the archer, Sagittarius, I SEE
Motherly Cancer, I FEEL, so with fatherly Capricorn, resources I USE
I WILL as the sun shines in Leo, reflecting the water bearer, Aquarius, I KNOW
Upstream—downstream goes Pisces, I BELIEVE, and I analyze; there goes Virgo
Bullseye,
on dot,
marksman,
archer,
and a great shot,
each aim,
for him was a killed game,
he struck fear,
when he began to shake,
and have his armament leer,
he did not know,
that his days,
were near for taking a bow,
another of his clan,
had a long plan,
this time when he took the aim,
and could utter victim's name,
a little pain traversed,
from his temple to temple,
and he bowed and fell,
in a pool of blood ample.