Short Bucket Poems
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On my bucket list today
Many kind words to say
Cheerful greetings
Hugs when meeting
~ Prayers completing
The garden drips dew
Raindrops dimple
water in a bucket
Before sunup
the flesh of a Day Lilly
swells
Pennies in a bucket saved
Holding them for the future
Though they make very small change
Still can earn a buck
Russell Sivey
Survived a six-week vacation
in downtown Gary, Indiana
Bucket lists these days
have gone bananas
rain pours down
from darkening sky --
bucket catches leak
4/17/21
For Line Gauthier's
One Haiku contest
Bubbling in a glass.
Served icy cold in bucket.
Cork flies across room
5/1/2021
~6~
Rhymed Senryu
I lost my old bucket so sadly,
And felt oh so terribly badly;
Then lo and behold
A pot full of gold!
I'd lose me another and gladly.
There's a man from Nantucket.
That lives in an oak bucket.
He's not very big.
And took just one swig.
Drunk on a summer junket.
The pirate sails upon the sea
Happy with this life is he
He was born in Nantucket
Has to poo in a bucket
That kinda life's not for me!
Mrs. O'Leary
her eyesight bleary
bought an old used cow
But when it kicked
the proverbial bucket
all of Chicago screamed, "Ow!"
Warm sandy beaches
Ocean waves, palm trees swaying...
On the bucket list
Contest: Haiku in the Tropics
Sponsor: Julia Ward
9/27/18
A lady named Patricia McDuckett
Had a body shaped like a bucket.
She tried many creams
To cover her seams
But finally nipped and tucked it.
There is an old elf from Nantucket
He carries his harp in a bucket
When I asked him why
He gave this reply,
"It makes it so easy to pluck it!
A clever young crow from Belize
Collected old buttons with ease.
It hoarded its stash
In a bucket of trash,
And sold them for shiny gold cheese.
There was a young man from Nantucket
who git his stuck in a bucket.
When he couldn't get free
he said oh deary me
I wonder how I can ow unstuck it.
Mitt's plan is to lend out the buckets
A life of grand funk on a junket
his partner named Ann
Wealth is their plan
From bucket, to bank it, to "Funk It"
Quiggie Snarls were maritime snails
Tasted butter in mouth of Hales
He ate a bucketful
With his grandson Gudrool
Then kicked the bucket off the rails
The world is on fire
There's a man with a bucket we put on the floor
We scream at him to Do something!
While locked behind a green glass door
I once played a game called kerplunket
While sticking my head in a bucket
I played it with fools
I didn't know the rules
I just liked the sound kerplunket
There once was an old man from Nantucket
Who one day caught his foot in a bucket
He gave shake
But didn't take
For bucket jerked his hip out of socket.
On the road to Lunch Bucket Town
I met a grape, crushed and stomped down
I added some mayo said the stunned hound
Got lucky that day in Lunch Bucket Town
You’re in the army now
Lather you up, lather you down
Jump in the tub, give a good rub
Bucket of H2O over your head, bub
Eat
rice and
beans each day-
sleep upon the
floor-
bathe
from a
bucket where
long drop toilets
smell-
live
with Aids
and carry
water from a
well
Wickety, wackety, zis-boom-bah
The world's a treasure with minor flaws
Joy by the bucket
And still more yet
Ain't done until my last hurrah
There once was a man from Natucket
who carried his brains in a bucket.
His container capsized
and he cried in surprise,
now what was I thinking? Oh furk it!