Short Bracket Poems
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Untimely was Hamilton Hicks
In making his basketball picks.
He knew it all well,
How each bracket fell,
But always too late with his clicks.
My dear dad’s wearing his letter jacket,
Running football in his ageless bracket.
Stars in his eyes not too wise.
Mama sees through his disguise.
Open arms, she intercepts his racket.
6/20/2018
Acclaim and fame
sudden
as a March wind,
so quickly
fade..
pale
under scrutiny
on closer inspection:
gilded hoops
through which
to jump,
into
the bracket
of
real life
Time of the hour is less then the seal on a bracket
Time forces you to think about more than satisfaction
But, because we are like human ones it's no bean to weigh
the difference between the unhappiness.
Heavens above, hold the sky
Below them lies a life bracket
In it is a magic crystal of glory
Men woo and yarn for it always
It compels emotions and feeling
Rejuvenates tension and stress
Beauty!
Here A Brisket And There A Bracket
Briskets and brackets can be high or low;
Or else you may either win, place or show;
In a contest,
To be best,
And do better higher and faster must go.
Jim Horn
#4450
For so long He was a null set
A bracket containing nothing,
Last elements made him upset
Left alone, anticipating
Till the inevitable came
Beautiful element emerge,
Destiny knew they had the same
Same connection made to be merge
Now the element is contained
Alone in the heart of the set
Sense of completeness is attained
The lad is finally a set!
within the bracket of the universe
God has made all divisions
increased and expanded by multiplication one by one
added with systematic communication
at last destroys causes subtraction
in the same way everything changes in our lives
“Apple of his eyes, yes that’s me. Can’t you see?"
Name brand bags
Toys galore
Outfits like crazy ONLY Hanna Montanna got more.
Check out the pony he brought me last month
Check out the mini diamond bracket and check out my bank account.
Daddy’s little princess, yes, that’s me.
Daddy says he will take me to Paris as soon as he closes the deal.
“Apple of his eyes, yes that’s me. Can’t you see?"
Police approached his bathroom door
Guns drawn in dramatic fashion
In answer to his 911
Noting that his face was ashen
He told them that He locked the door
After waking to the racket
They said, "That was fast thinking sir,"
"To fight crime's, more in our bracket"
It turned out to be a Roomba
There was no thief to charge the crime
Although they had to write it down,
It got a nickel and a dime!
bitter pages, brittle as they turn
my fingers traced these lines before
or were they yours
cursive notes penned, nestled in the margin
scrawled hurriedly first in candle light dim
scratched through then at the looming dawn
here is the passage trapped in a bracket
to signify it your best-loved
Carolingian proverbs of affection and death
mastered in memory to the last, flawless word
only once to impart at dinner
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