Short Balked Poems

In silence I walked….
For many hours Dad balked
With kind words she talked...

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Our young beau just could not have known
That the lady, when young, had been shown
How to keep her demeanor
Whilst walking her wiener.
Thus  balked, he walked home on his own.

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Inspired by John Wulf's "Puppy Love"...

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My cute wife was a giant toad in real life
                           During birth she changed her bawdy phenotype
                                               She croaked all day
                                               Balked my bouquet
                                  And darted a sly glance at Macauliffe....

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This light were much the duller
Embellishment by far
When set against, antipathetic
Of what seemingly mar;
For those shadings, tree-blown
In the woody storm-thrown.

In one, who so pretending
To be perfect always
A smirk, a sour-faced contrast
Could enliven my days!
Refreshing, if fearsome walked!
And if finally balked!...

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I didn’t stay young
but I never got old
My cards often weak
when watching you fold
I sailed into weather
the saltiest balked
And bit off big pieces
while walking my talk

I painted with brushes
DaVinci had blessed
And wandered and wondered
 much better than best
I took from my heart
and gave to my soul
The circle expanding
— three halves to my whole

(The New Room: April, 2024)
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Miss Missile missed her smile, it buzzed past welldigger’s ass
                       With smelly trash it did mess Pi's irrational dress
                         Pi balked at the jump and broke his stump
                           Welldigger Willie Rand  primed the pump
              And taught Pi how to measure Miss Missile's missing mass













(c) Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 2014...

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The restaurant was noisy;
We shouted when we talked.
If I had been from Boise,
I’m sure I would have balked.

But all the hungry tourists
Outside Katz’s formed a line.
For deli, we’re not purists
So the other place seemed fine.

The food was mediocre;
The service merely fair,
But rain was the provoker
So we ended up in there.

Yet it was what we needed,
A refuge from the wet
So convenience superseded
The pastrami we’d not get....

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Blind...with the beauty and symmetry of nature,
Deaf...with the mellifluous and profound music of love,
Mute...can't speak and expound my real sentiments,
Paralyzed.. can't act,can't execute,can't move,
Balked,Feeble,Depraved and Weak,
But I can still see everything,hear melodious sounds,shout with my heart and roam 
everywhere with my imaginations,
Because God, you are my Savior....my eyes...my ears...my voice....my body.....because 
you and I as one, is MYSELF....

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