Short Cap Poems
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who would have ever thought
that simple red baseball cap
made in the USA
could become
a worldwide symbol
of hate and greed
My graduation cap stuck on a tree- life’s first
obstacle for me.
03.09.2020
‘My most unforgettable moment in high school’
sacred mountain peaks
ideal grounds roams immortal
perfect snow caps peak
1/4/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Nature reckons
Sleep beckons
Thoughts swayeth
Visions stayeth
Have Faith
God Sayeth
~
Saints Prayeth
you see the sign
don't be blind
it mean as it seen
do this git
tho the sit fits
you must adat
don't be a sap
do it for the
HANDED CAP
Yea, I'll say,
My crown wore a dream:
That, someday,
I'd be found as king;
Preparing to cater,
In sympathy,
Let each waiter,
Be friends with me –
the underside
of the Snapple bottle cap
reads
that the nothingness
of a black hole
generates a sound
in the key of B flat
who can doubt
a Snapple cap
I'm wearing a conical hat
A conical, conical, conical hat
Oh waddaya thinkabout dat
My conical, conical, conical, conical,
Conical conical hat; that
is my conical hat.
Is it pandering?
Will camo hat with name do them any good?
Next will be the dead deer draped across the hood.
ha ha
I just thought of something stupid. Deer can't read.
Neglige' i bought earlier
Inspired my creative
Genius for
Hot and steamy, yet
Tasteless strip show
Cognac with our meal
Along with lingerie, spark such
Playful moods..
dancing on a cloud with the stars I am dancing
a crescent moon smiling at me I am dancing
the dunce left below i am dancing dancing
not wearing the hat I dance myself in a corner
Little Red-Cap, I can see
no wolf would ever bother thee.
You'd not buy the masquerade
of his best laid plans, misplayed.
As I'm not the lupine brand,
would you gently take my hand?
Wore Christmas Cap While Gifts Rap
When all the gifts Santa had to wrap,
He would always do it wearing a cap,
With clothes,
Will suppose,
And for him to fly sled needed a map.
Jim Horn
May I have another? I want to watch the people around
And go un noticed
I want to feel what goes bump in the night
And morn my future depart
May I have another?
Till sleep again.
which words
makes him stumble
those he wishes to hear
or those he longs to hear
which words do she want to hear
those that causes togetherness
or those that divides loneliness
might the two be the same?
Need a charge
for my flux cap
a city or
the future
won't fix itself
Wonder if the thing
before time
is still
there
smile
as the frogs
seem to hold hands
In death one half
of true love
will never change
A doff of the cap
a tip of the hat
Nowadays
we rarely see that
It’s not that
men walk about
unhatted, uncapped
Rather, removing the cap
reveals quite a gap
gw rhyme June 09, 2022
Now picture this little scene if you can
On our wedding night, a little humour I had planned
Came into the room looking svelte
In only a baseball cap and a belt
It sure broke the ice and the night turned out grand
white cap flipping waves
mirroring herself
dancing and folding
white cap flipping waves
striving toward ocean
keeping it safe
white cap flipping waves
loving her own cool waters
glorifying the sun
white cap flipping waves...
Now picture this little scene if you can
On our wedding night, a little humour I had planned
Came into the room looking svelte
Wearing only a Yankee cap and a belt
Needless to say it broke the ice and the night turned out grand
Cap a pie, steady as she goes,
walk tighter than a dollar bill;
When life’s banana peel arose?
Cap a pie, steady as she goes;
Shuddery prose she will compose,
Jenga tower of dreams, be still!
Cap a pie, steady as she goes,
walk tighter than a dollar bill.
He Wears His Golf Cap Up High
His eyes throw comic arrows at his golf shot
Juggernaut after another, and a turkey trot
Double fidgets, a puppet swing
Slices and hooks on a string
Knees and feet wobble, his lessons went to pot
10/20/17
FUNNY LIMERICKS-Poetry Contest-DNP
David "Davy" Crockett,
wore a coonskin cap not a pretty flowery locket.
Was he the "King of the Wild Frontier"?
The bears would hide from him in fear.
In 1834, David "Davy" Crockett published an autobiography, A Narrative of the Life of David Crockett of the State of Tennessee. Many have written about him.
a cardinal sang ...
sweet, to send my soul soaring,
til I saw his muse ...
a beautied mate - his one love -
cold and still ... on April snow.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Let The Pens Flow - Tanka" Poetry Contest, Jenish Somadas, Judge & Sponsor.
( Syllables = 5, 7, 5, 7, 7, counted at HowManySyllables.com )
Quaintly dressed, his cap bore a plume
When a lady passed, removed it -- assumed
She'd acknowledge his gracious act
~ So shocked was he at her absence of tact
"Don't think I'm the weaker sex," snapped she
"Else I'll give you a kick to buckle your knees"
Wounded, he offered an unheard apology
Then walked across time to a kinder century