Short Carousing Poems

Distant volcano vents bedim 
the ever-changing azure welkin 
Drunk off demons carousing amuck 
in my metaphysical crepuscule...

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Dr. Jekyll
smart, urbane
nurturing, dreaming, scheming
inventive, anxious, lustful, violent
carousing, raping, murdering
drunken, debauched
Mr. Hyde...

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can't see again
cross you like a whip
just like that
quick like cheetah 
cross him
hippo comes out
cheshire around you
around again
cross again whip like...

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cabal cabbies cackling in the colorful cabaret
concealed conceited cadaver carousing cabbage day
carefree cantankerous canticle cleaning along the way
capsized catfish captain crooning as cabbies play...

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There once was a Wulfman named John
One of the most talented poets to come along
Limericks were his thing
But his constant carousing
Caused concern, caught cavorting in just a thong


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Words are fun 
Tah Dah Tad De Doo
Skipping with sun
Carousing in blue

I am eager to drink coffee
From a faerie elf’s shoe
Add a little sweet toffee
Lah Shah Lad She Doo

Writing is amazing
Sah Wah Sad We Sue
Cattle come a grazing
Nah Mah Nad Me Moo...

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She comes across the screen dancing her boots off.
Kicking and carousing, showing us her sexy legs.
She is the Old Gold Cigarette Girl of course!
Men were men back in the sixties,
But women were “girls” – it put them on their children’s level
Because men could not take the vote back....

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If he was the provost of a prison
He would open all of the cells
Let the prisoners decide among themselves
Who would live and who would die
They would dance into the yard
Laughing and carousing
Except for the small ones
Survival of the fittest
So aren’t you glad
he is not the provost of a prison?...

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   In America, Passover’s a marathon
     in Israel, it’s a sprint
   Two nights @ four cups of wine in the USA
     One night, four cups, in the Holy Land, recover in a day 

   All that anticipation in Israel
     one measly night, the bubble bursts
   In the Diaspora, two long nights of carousing
     ~ though some would say we’re cursed
...

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Creative Christmas Candy Canes 
Crunch cinnamon crusts 
Chasing and carousing, 
Curious cousins with cruising curiosity

Searching for Spend-thrift Santa 
Singing Silver Bells, 
Sugar Plum Sensitivity
Sashaying and swishing across stage

Lots of lively laughter
Luxurious lighting
Light hearted loveliness 
Looking toward next year’s Christmas...

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October Bliss

In the mood for autumnal cavorting and carousing,
dripping with morning dew drops and blowing moist kisses at rainbows,
golden leaves flit about wind-swept paths searching for dancing partners.



10-08-2014

Contest:      October Bliss or November Dreams/Sijo or Sedoka
Sponsor:     Andrea Dietrich
Placement:  3rd...

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A dime of orbed light
Hangs in water from a limb
Winter cries for spring

She has grown white haired
And soft, melting in the sun
Love uproots our fear.

The wind chisels flesh
My canvas shivers with light
Stars have twinkling eyes.

Change is a new bud
Carousing on a warm sprig
Tongues panting to paint

The sky cloudless, soft
As flakes in the arms of leaves
Brown on barren ground....

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Never so sweet - as the rosebud's feat
to capture the bloom of the rose
ensconced within - it's petals thin
to break forth with color intense
lips pursing up - shining with dew
carousing the sun for it's heat
sensuous wiggles - the flower entails
seducing it's nutrient's meat
radiant rays - soft petals caressed
it's fertilization bestows
the velvety blood red kiss - of -
the passion embraced by the rose...

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Beware that your hearts do not become drowsy from carousing 
And drunkenness 
          And the anxieties of daily life

 And that day catch you by surprise like a trap
 For that day (of Jesus' Coming) will assault everyone who lives on the Face of the earth

           Be vigilant at all times and pray that you have the strength 

To escape the tribulations that are imminent 
And to stand before the Son of Man [Taken from LK 21:34-36]...

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My stitches aren’t even;
My squares don’t line up straight
And if you want a quilt from me,
It’s years you’ll have to wait.

Yet every Thursday, there I sit,
My needle pulling thread,
With not a thought beyond that room
Carousing in my head.

I’m calm, relaxed and in control
And while my scissors snip,
I bask in camaraderie
And crafting fellowship.

My projects hang around the house
And in my grandkids’ rooms,
But it is in my quilting class
Where my composure blooms....

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I know why the caged bird sings
The bird is not signing but crying
For the daily loss of its parents.

Birds are asked to leave the nest for their survival at an early age.

Mother nor Father are not there to educate their off- spring through 18 years of life while it roost at home.

No birthday parties
No date nights
No porch light letf on until a wild night of carousing.

The caged birds cries when he was abandoned  and rejected and forced to leave the safety of the home....

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