Short Bashed Poems

King Omsorg marched at the front of his column 
His intention to kill fellow Danes
He met his first man, bashed him over the head,
But his column had ran away...

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The Butt of Life!

True faithful righteous
May find their butts bashed against
Thoughtless sharp lampoons. 

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 16, 2010
Poetic form: Senryu...

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Cory was frequently, brutishly bashed
For being a computer nerd unsurpassed.
He dwelt on .org and .com
And of being geek too long.
Hence his grave was suitably marked .crashed....

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an angry woman
bashed another woman’s face—
cell-block

© December 7, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  BLOCK~ BLOCK~ BLOCK 	Sponsored by: 
Destroyer ~ Poet...

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When is it okay to kiss ladies in the street
Blame it on Alzheimer's, still get bashed in the teeth
They should have pity
On this old hippy
During the sixties, it was okay to touch teats...

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When is it okay to kiss ladies in the street
Blame it on Alzheimer's, still get bashed in the teeth
They should have pity
On this old hippy
During the sixties, it was okay to touch teats...

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Thrust a sword into my gut;
Save me from this mindless rut! 
Armor, shield- an open field 
(To guide my hands with luck) 
One by one 'til all are killed;
Beaten, Bashed, Bested- Struck!

*Play on "Gladiator"...

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poetic trilling
faded pink cardinals swoop
red squirrel turns tail

deer knocks down feeder
mushy birdseed on the ground
bashed feeder lies limp

holiday singing
winter brings ice frost and snow
jay watches and waits...

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Jail Bird

Clyde Gooch
Liked hooch

Got smashed
Wife bashed

Clyde bluffed
Cops cuffed

In jail
No bail

Plea made
Fine paid

Judge says
Ten days

Wife smirked
Clyde irked

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired...

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In the movies, the Bad Guys always get their just desserts
But no whipped cream with a cherry on top, they really got hurt
Got their heads bashed in
For their naughty sins
After coffee and donuts, their guilt was confirmed...

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My choice my partner should be fair and smart.
My hope my partner never hesitate to play a part,
My wish my partner feel palpitation of my heart,
I mind when relationship breaks and cooperation bashed, 
My wish my partner treat me fare to pull my cart....

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She does not know
That I hide my strength from her
I don’t want to push her away.
My leather heart so stretched and streaked
Bent, bashed and broken
On the sharp tongue and teeth of others
Has grown strong and hard
Impenetrable
But to those I will inside...

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Vegetables Spectacles

farmers
market

goosen 
loosen

runnin
funnin

garden
pardon

tardy
party

crazy
lazy

bashed
cashed

callen
fallen

filling
spilling

founded
grounded



3/15/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018...

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My once great life
Has turned into a mound of ash.
My once great life
Was battered by the hurtful strife
Resulting from your acts so rash.
As crushed as is a cup of hash,
My once great life.


Theme:  Ash

one of three first places

Contest:  Alphabets of Rondelet...

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He built a tower,
he stacked it high -
but couldn't climb it,
which made him cry.

She made a lorry,
but lost a wheel,
then bashed her brother -
oh, hear him squeal.

'I'm banning Lego,'
their Mummy said.
'I tripped and stumbled -
and banged my head.
Now go to bed!'...

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"Shine my boots, wench!" Larry said
"Fetch my wine and cheese and bread!
Tidy up my murphy bed! 
Feed the hog and Mr. Ed!
Corn mash for Rhode Island Red!
Why look so gobsmacked by dread?
Did you not say I thee wed?"
"Oh, I said it, until dead"
I confessed, then bashed his head....

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CHILDHOOD GAMES
bouncing a ball against a wall
        conkers bashed as Autumn falls
the swish of a skipping rope


 hop skotch chalked in the dry
nearby swings swung  high
 five-stones on a roll


 tin-can tommy in fading light
  pooh stick streams
homespun childhood - a delight...

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So low gathered these puffy hues
Like unbuttoned coat of the king
Ready to astonish all 
Bashed the cheeks of mountains there
And the roofs of poor and rich 

Amid the downpour, a kid
Like a lonely star came out
To nurse his crazy fancies
And gossiping with splashes there
But his mother wailing hard...

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Must not go
Windy evening
Screeching
As owls
In deepest blue
What succumbs
To my faint
Shadows following
Stalking my bones
A deeper disease
Kind falls
Bashed against rock
Of lovely dreams
Just keep going
Pulling the strings
Out living hopes
Of twenty years
Cruel reality
Must not go...

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The Things I'm Not
Aren't The Things I want
I don't want to be tall
I don't want to be pretty or cute
I don't want to be admired
I don't want to be envied
I don't want to be bashed for what I am
I am short,
And I am beautiful,
And I am intelligent
I am kind, and funny too.
So No, 
I Do Not Need Those Things....

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It's sad when a man's claim to fame
Is having more than just one dame
Like birds of a feather
They all got together
Saying he left after he came

Leigh Anne bashed the man most of all
She said he only had one ball
Sometimes it turned beet red
That's when he'd wet her bed
So, she kicked his A S S down the hall...

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There once was a fellow called Dwight,
Who thought a water bed was right,
But his house caught on fire,
And the outcome was dire,
When he was poached to death that night. *

For Natalie's Fun Death contest

* Based on an old joke, like the man who tried to hang himself with a piece of elastic and bashed his brains out on the ceiling, LOL...

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Big fight
Last night

Clyde's Bar
Bizzare

Tough guys
Streetwise

Much brew
Fists flew

Thrown chairs
Pulled hairs

Black eyes
Loud cries

One bloke
Nose broke

Heads bashed
Teeth trashed

Knives slashed
Pecs gashed

Cops came
To tame

Powwow
Peace now

All's well
That's swell

Great fight
Last night


...

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Do poets always walk in the rain?
This poet once did
When she was but a kid.
The bathwater of summer drops
Cascading from suburban chimney tops,
Puddles on pavement
Begging for splashing,
A robin’s egg in the grass
All fractured and bashed-in.
The simple wonders
Of childhood
Are not so long gone.
Be mindful, you children
Don’t fail to hold on.
...

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The little bear was
Lost in the woods
He searched around
Doing all that he could
He weeped and clawed
And bashed the trees
Until he knocked down
A hive filled with bees
That fell on his back
Dashing through the woods
The bees still attacked
So, he ran and ran 
Until he fell in the sand
He kept rolling around
Until he felt a hand
Touch his back...

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