Short Batted Poems
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the batted ball
it flights toward the left field wall
we should attend its vector
inasmuch as it goes anywhere near Hector.
Lovely Linda loved her lashes.
Batted them in pageant sashes.
With a cig in her mouth.
Until one lash fell south.
Then that lash went up in ashes.
The Stats show a Brooklyn Dodger
Scored RBIs with his todger
Then one day at bat
A Foul Ball went splat
And now he's Soprano Codger
RBI=Runs Batted In
A flea and a fly, both Very Shy
The flea beat his wings
The fly batted her eyes
The time came to part, O my!
The flea tried to look 'Good'
~ as the fly waved 'Bye'
Let’s have a party in a hurricane,
Crazy couple said who lived down the lane
We thought they were nuts
Batted down our grass huts,
Wasted time. They were plainly more sane.
Written: 9-02-2019
Contest: Make me Laugh
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
When Kermit the Frog
Found love at his synagogue
It was unexpected
How instantly they connected
The lovely Miss Piggy
Posing right next to Twiggy
Strategically waving her doily
Batted her eyelashes coyly
Submitted on January 12, 2019 for contest CLERIHEW COUPLES FOR VALENTINE'S DAY sponsored by CAROLYN DEVONSHIRE
Thump, Thump, Thump
I fell in love with a tree stump.
One look at her and I had a hard lump.
She batted her eyes at me and my heart went kerplunk.
For her love and admiration, I’d smell like a million skunks.
In a tub of ice water, for her I’d take a dunk.
To me that girl is more than just a stump.
She makes my heart go thump thump thump!
hurtful words flung out
batted around by anger
stabbed through the heart
crumpled in a heap
screams echo in my head
sobs escape my mouth
only wanting to be loved
for who I am now
desperate for understanding
he doesn’t care
not one tiny bit
shredding my self-esteem
left alone to die
crucifying my soul
unable to self-resurrect
Roaring lion conquered her woe
Sweetly batted her eyes, his doe
His nips on her lips, fragile
Slipping in ardor, agile
And he stroked her flower-- soft
Held her in his heart aloft
Roaring lion conquered her woe
Sweetly batted her eyes, his doe
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This is called an Octelle, rhyme scheme= aabbccaa, syllables= 8-8-7-7-7-7-8-8
I felt like Freddy in My Fair Lady today
Said the young lad who had a glorious day
In the window was his crush, Miss Ida Mae.
She batted her eyes, and he decided to stay
Look at this trick he said, climbing the post.
She giggled at him, not caring that this was a boast.
You are such a Freddy! He thought to himself.
Big deal said her daddy, a mushroom-loving elf.
Pinkie Cat was more than a teensy tiny bit fine
She was the ultimate pink-a-lated pretty feline.
She upgraded and uplifted our old folk congo line
Dancing her two-step self, with a glitzy shine.
Pinkie Cat was the ritziest cat we’d ever seen.
She danced her tail off and threw off a sheen.
We toms watched, thinking she was pretty keen.
She gave me a batted eye look, she is a queen.
each human being I think
is a cricket playground
each day they wake up
and even in silent dreams
humans bat away things;
statements that are immoral
broken relationships and love
marriage and family instabilities
food that poisons stomach
antibodies that invade the body
challenging enemies in social life
stressful emotions that rise
writings that tend to offend
are batted away violently
I have done well with words for so many years
Perhaps a pepper of deadly
You never came to me. . . and you did
So let’s just you and me
You and me. . . me and me you
Here’s the jist. . . a me and me you
Doing what we both have done
Ain’t no worry for words now that we’ve gone
Far
I miss you on certain days
And I collect you on other. . . somes
While you never cared for everyone
I batted my lashes crazy over you
Form:
Amy
batted
her long
lashes,
her bright
ruby
lips pursed.
Make up
was smeared
over
her cute
visage
Daddy
found her
with the
‘paint box.’
Oh no
Amy!
daddy
exclaimed,
mummy
will be
so cross.
Tiny
tears formed
and her
ruby
red lips
wobbled.
Amy
didn’t
think that
using
mummy’s
make up
for her
own face
wasn’t
allowed,
but then
again
Amy
is aged
just two!
12~10~16
(A dedication)
Pain wracked torture
She suffered
with degradition smeared
was inhumanely beaten and batted
and consistently incarcerated
she stoically endured
All for her love
of her land
Her persistence
was not in vain
through her efforts
Kenya's green belt grew
over forty-million
trees were planted
all through her motivational strive
Mother Wangari Maathai's
inspiration lives and thrives
Yet still to this day.
Blue Barrel Blue Barrel you got me over you
Fraudulent extravagant
How much you want to bet
Winners odds surround it by Cannonballs
Jump for joy
Boxes of toy if batted and overjoyed
Dark chocolate caviar based in olive oil
Reese's Pieces, Kit Kat and Almond Joy
tis a pleasure doing business with you
... Beastie Boys
Shopping at The Bargain Basement second hand storesl'
Help them, help us all Lord
8/21.19
James Edward Lee Sr 2019©
many have waited
we should be vaccinated
premeditated
we batted and sparred
for things had a disregard
removed and did discard
God we want you please
stop tornadoes ripping through trees
warm up and not freeze
trouble up they stirred
we have heard some say each herd
made picture be blurred
while we would ponder
Trump had been warmonger
is here no longer
did have a divorce
no longer are on same course
must consider source
An eerie cry the wind did make
In a darkened lonely place
Haunting silence it did break
This ghastly whitened face
All its life and color gone
A once real human being
Had all its blood there withdrawn
By a ghastly vampire thing!
All the people there in the town
The doctor and the priest
Batted every window down
Against this scary beast
Finally when the morning came
And when the dark had turned to day
This vampire was not the same
It’s only night they act this way!
Sheba knew she was the cat’s meow
a tabby with a shapely bow
she twisted down the alley that night
knowing tom was hiding out of sight
tom was intrigued, she was a looker
her swishy tail was the final hooker
he followed her into the kitty bar
chatted her up; it was good so far
Sheba batted her eyelashes at this handsome Tom
She had been studying him; he was the bomb
Tried to act coy but did not do a very good job.
Suddenly ruining everything was her husband, Bob.
Wonderful West Wind was weirdly wildly, wistfully whacky,
Blesiegingly bullied, bustered, boasted, batted both barns and boats
Soothing serene sage serendipitous Sun subsequently surmised
Weird Wind’s bullying behaviors were caused by idiotic insecurities.
Everyone loves you, Sun tried to reassure wild west Wind.
West Wind was indignant and did not believe Sun.
He tried to blow Sun out of the sky, which did not work.
It made West Wind seem weirder, and not half as wonderful.
Now COVID is ending, there’s cause for alarm;
The last several years, they’ve made bank on the harm.
The mandates have fallen; it seems they're all shot.
But Pfizer's a virus; it's coming in hot.
Pray for new variants? Or put life on hold?
Emergencies, fear ****: these never get old.
But maybe we've learned now: you don't mask a kid.
But when this mess started, none batted a lid.
If masking is virtue, and distancing too,
Then how will you signal when Omi is through?
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In the beginning,
the wood floor’s purpose
granted ease of care.
Grandchildren, however,
took two running steps
in sock feet, and slid
all the way down the hall.
Sweet William and Petunia,
sent feline fur floating
through breathing space
as they chased one another
and batted toy mice
across the shiny planks.
The warm, wooden hue
furnished a fitting tableau
with the furniture
of our casual lifestyle.
Peace and contentment,
settled by design
on multi-purpose surface.