Short Balks Poems

Them~

He walks~
He balks~

He hawks~
He squawks~

He caulks~
He stalks~

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She nags~
She wags~

She gags~
She shags~

She rags~
She sags~

Them ~...

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O' slumbers o'er swarts realm rends the hawks,

Labyrinth town, lady o' night then gawks,

Man fumbles a hand,

Zipped lady attend,

Mouse scampers pass heels, a lady balks.



Date: May 22, 2019...

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Fear stalks dwellers of illusion
Man’s afraid of blinking
Stagnation cause of confusion
Humanity sinking

Awareness self-aware
Side steps each ego snare
As love with love does pair

Heart balks
Fear stalks

03-May-2022
Quietus ...

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Unjustly stymied, down by law,


The good citizen balks, throws his -


Monkey wrench into the grinding gears of society:


"They all be damned."


But freed, aided, 


The good citizen (Way, will) makes straight that path,


Turns forward the Great, Lasting Wheel of Society,


For the benefit of all....

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A broken wing
in death’s chicane 
Where pigeons fall
unending pain

A blinded flock
to circle down
As fangs await
both wolves and hounds

While far above
a falcon stalks
Vision prescient
it never balks

A broken wing
once clipped in fear
the raptors chase
—with canids near

(The New Room: October, 2023)...

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Poem inspired by Dutch Poet, Herman Gorter

"ever royal and keen"
this shadowed walk
sends an obscene scene
as the world balks

echoing unending
showers of insolence
with no mending
of man's dissidence

I arise silently,
turn in quietude
from the violently
impudent multitude


Poem inspired by Dutch Poet, Herman Gorter...

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Away to La Senza
No amour for Fred
Must spice up his love life
In their king size bed

A baby doll nightie
Fred balks at the cost
But wants to rekindle
The closeness they've lost

Fred pays for the item
Pink satin and lace
Now he’s dying to see
Smiles light up wife’s face

Fred gives her the present
And gains two black eyes
The reason he got them
It isn't her size!...

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A word ain’t worth a hill of beans.
Grafitti for computer screens,
a word can’t tell you what it means
(the thing it’s in existence for).

Each age forms self-defining views,
infatuations and taboos,
its West Points and its Waterloos,
but balks at what the butler saw.

The less that’s said, the sooner mended.
Nothing’s ever open-ended.
There’s people want to be offended,
and so it shall be, ever more....

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Four legs and one tail
balks at tub door.
"Let me out of here,
I can't take this any more!"

Waters not a bit too hot
Shampoo tastes strange, I guess
All this shaking of water
Is just making a big mess!!

Okay, hold still please
You have to be rinsed now
When you're all cleaned off
You'll be ready for your bow!

"Oh yeah, right", Mister smirks
"ready to look like a big drip.
And as soon as I get to the grass
on my back I'm gonna flip."...

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Her feet knows the path
Seeing amongst stones
Curled, the grass wet swathe
And stars dry as bones

Into night she walks
Head laden, heart spilled
Her prices for stalks
Less than she is billed

For mulch and tilling 
And the clouds too dry
Cost her more spending
The land makes her sigh

But the cycle keeps
In the wind she talks
And murmur-less sleeps
The toad neath the balks

The fog unwinds day
A barren tree shed
Leaves where children play
The sun on their head....

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