Short Bunches Poems
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Inspiration to start the day
Captain the Titanic like Uncle money bags
Sail off or float
Digging sand dollars around the moat
goldfinches feeding
many yellow and black stripes
bunches of finches
forming a single creature
a yellow jacketed wasp
see the wasp devouring
There once was a bully named Mean.
I am kidding, his name was McQueen.
He took classmates’ lunches,
And slapped them in bunches,
Until he was fined by the queen.
I never knew that most monkeys will swoon
To eat bananas in a real saloon --
They'll snarf down bunches
After monster lunches --
Then vomit up the peels in the spittoon
Bunches of Raisins and Wine.
Hunger on his mind.
The Battle left far behind.
Meat with Bread and oil.
Many pots to boil.
King David
Fed!
Based on 1Chronicles 12:40
Close to the tree
I never fell far
I tumbled and rolled
I know who you are
Bushels, baskets and bunches, et al
All bad apples know where to fall
Close to the root
and against the wall.
Form:
Piles
bunches
stacks of leaves
red and golden,
crunchy and speckled.
Children scattering leaves;
kaleidoscope of colors--
making a delightful display
like rain falling on an autumn day.
Two birthday girls, they are both in their seventies.
I cannot figure out what to give them with ease.
They probably already have bunches of unusable stuff.
I enter the store knowing my search will be rough.
No more poems about poops and bums
Worn them right out, on to jokes and puns
Know what MNDI stands fer
Stands for your MIND out of order
Got bunches of silly groaners to post by the ton
© Jack Ellison 2015
Sit-ups, planks, and crunches
My push-ups done in bunches
Deep heavy squats from the rack
Deadlifts are good for my back
Just pumping up my biceps
And cutting up my triceps
I'm sweating harder each day
So I look sharp when I play
Looking out the window,
watching the rain drops fall.
Every drop represents a teardrop I cried for you.
You were my baby, my bestfriend.
When you left, you took part of me with you.
I miss my baby girl.
I miss my china, my honey bunches of oats.
Form:
Jack Horne
Picking twelve bunches of daffodils -
I knew they were her favourites -
I stood beneath catkin trees,
Listening to the chicks
Calling their parents,
Waiting for grubs.
Then she came,
And smiled…
Muah!
For Nonet me a spring kiss
Hicky tricky
De do DA uoo
Honds mee ear all nit looon
Ther noo pce o tha Minn
Hicky tricky mee ll tha nit
Ounds off restet dooog bunches us off
Nooo ghtt of mooo to avvvail
Ioses foom naighboitrs noo keeps to USS all not
Hicky tricky
Meee ll
Little snowdrops first to show
In huddled bunches here and there,
Peeping through new-fallen snow
To blossom in the frosty air.
Harbingers of coming spring
Winter's in it's dying throes,
Time for life to burst anew,
Time for dormant seeds to grow.
venture past steep clay hills to situate the honeycombed vale
with hands swaying beneath green satin cloaks in our banana patch
fingers yellow varnished by a tropical sun will set sail
bunches bound for markets in towns we've known, before monkey gangs snatch
Air perfect substance, high winds are gusting,
flashes come in bunches, trees are bustling,
thunder like punches, rain pounds and punctures,
twister erupting, lawn furniture bumping,
hear noisy thumping, houses are busting,
street obstruction, ambulance rushing.
1-5-17
Joyful are the bunches of bananas,
exposed that are on shelves
of modern markets,
or street stalls,
waiting for the greedy mouths
of the beauties, or of the
famous tennis player...
Happier than those
yellowish bananas
that rot in the
roadsides,
with no one to support them
the due value...
You love African violets.
It was a surprise then
when you confessed a passion
for gladioli,
I will learn to live with them.
We bring home bunches from Walmart,
vivid, over-the-top floral giraffes.
They dwarf everything in the apartment,
but do provide shade
for the African violets.
You love African violets.
It was a surprise then
when you confessed a passion
for gladioli,
(I will learn to live with them).
We bring home bunches from Walmart
-vivid, over-the-top floral giraffes.
They dwarf everything in the apartment,
but do provide shade
for the African violets.
Jumping frogs on a bog lady lily pad.
The best clodhoppers I ever had.
You do not get it but you are not me.
Looney and lively, as the coconut tree.
Cauliflower marigolds dancing in bunches.
Doing their exercises, struggling with crunches.
Cinnamon toadstools eaten by cats.
Nonsensical verse, how terrific is that?
Buried deep in this vault is Andrew John Greenwidge
Fell into and drowned in a giant tank of raw sewage
The mourners to his funeral brought bunches of roses
And throughout the service held tightly their noses .
Written 16th April 2019.
For An Epitaph To make Us Laugh 2, Poetry Contest.
Sponsored by Jesse Rowe.
green mango's bunches
gum licks over their soft skins
have many flavors
tropical fruit's queen
dressed with hundreds of pendants
cuckoo under leaves
Formed through pure delight caught by the kites which clung to the rays of sun and brought down light on the merry cusp of villages imbrued were carried bunches of berries of diversiform hues, in baskets tucked under the arm and woven to bare the tastes of heirloom berries that oft unsavory have now ripened and March brought April to enlighten.
Wild lavender flowers bloom in bunches
inside the circular garden
Surrounded by colors of emerald green
The Tiger Lilly rise above
with bright, orange curves and detailed markings
All is silent, petals are still
It is a perfect image on the hill
where the wind blew all these seeds home
- Life is in full bloom -
Heidi Sands
8/15/23
Marshall Dillon in Gunsmoke
Clint Eastwood as Rowdy Yates in Rawhide
Paladin Have Gun will Travel
John Wayne in bunches of westerns
the pattern was easy....
The cowboys always win
Hero wears a light hat
Villain is stuck with black hat
Indians never win
TV in the 60’s gave me new terms
Dance hall girl, sage brush, wagon train
I reminisce about the wild west I know