Short Baulk Poems
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Hop hon, hopscotch.
Having fun lives.
The balance lives.
Baulk Than-Than Baulk Poetry Contest
Sponsor charles messina
December 30, 2020
The ice broke, pond
what's beyond.. Guy,
hair blonde...cold stiff
January 27, 2019
Contest: Than Baulk
Sponsor: Charles Messina
January 27, 2019
Contest: Than Baulk
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Are you still thinking of the girl you left behind
You played cupid with her heart
Forget your plan nothing lasts forever
Life is a stream of change
You baulk at the loneliness now
You may be a muse one day
I know you had to leave,
you wished I had stayed
New Age Freedom; I baulk at that
Remembering & keeping Gods laws is what will keep us all in tact
Independence is keeping His laws & maintaining family bonds
Societies are under siege, countries threatened & being bombed
Our liberties lie at the edge as we knock on Sodom’s door
Oh let us be wise & put back the Lord at our head once more
When it is night,
and the light out;
cat fights begin !
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November 24, 2020
Poetry/Than-Baulk/The Night Cat
Copyright Protected, ID 11-1307-276-24
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Submitted to the Standard contest, Than-Bauk Me
sponsor, Charles Messina, Judged 12/4/20
Third Place
We embarked upon a voyage
across the stormy Irish sea
The ship’s known as the ‘vomit comet’
please don’t throw up if you sit next to me!
I can cope with dirty diapers
and don’t baulk at the sight of blood
but when it comes to dealing with vomit
I’ll confess that I’m no bloody good!
Written after a short break in the UK
9/24/18
When I see a king prawn in its shell
Some vomit I want to expel
This fish food I despise
With ten legs and two eyes
It’s really my idea of food hell!
I baulk when a king prawn is peeled
and that witchetty grub is revealed
It makes me feel sick
I look away quick
My disgust just cannot be concealed!
My Blue Cheese is Contest
Sponsored by Kevin Shaw
07/01/18
You’d moved round and it wasn’t A Catwalk
And your bare back arched and I didn’t talk
The worst vomiting and I didn’t sulk
And at me, missiles fired to baulk
But tell me if I did yell or baulk?
A right you have to strip body bare
But I will see nothing of The Rare,
Always self lending to abhorred boasts
While you aren’t a sought subject of toasts …
Those who are after fame not deserved
Shall a way find to be just reserved.
Be the first to lead
First to land and last to leave
Give forth fruit and seed
At night you doubt; now you believe
Morning came, and you were freed.
Be the lost to the world
Last to wound and first to breathe
Tugged, drawn and hurled
At junction you ask: answer with you
Healing came, now you stand tall.
Be the mighty,
Never in arms and answer the call
Listening for the plea, look... it is done
At silence you baulk; stillness now
Stillness in which to know.
Sure-footed on rugged hill
Likes life on mountain range
Rolling grassland fits the bill
Short horns reveal their age
Ovines in endangered stage
Males change from Brown, grey to black
Deft climbers blend with rock
Bristly manes, white saddleback
Female has agile walk
Dusky females never baulk
Feeds on various grass, leaves
Spots danger to snort, run
Predators - tigers, dholes, wolves
Humans poach, shoot for fun
Human deeds have their life done
Will you ever come to talk
Like we used to, face to face?
Or it looks like endless baulk?
Shrouded in saving grace
You prefer to seize each day
Like a ball falls in the pocket
Expectations fit the game
And you never think to talk it
But if only you would listen
A tad closer to the birds
Not a sound you find missing
They are chirping all the words
And their language, full of vowels
Decorates the morning air
While you watering the flowers
Moving out the empty chair