Short Con Poems
Short Con Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Con by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Con by length and keyword.
Go with God
Is what it says
Just do that
You'll need no meds
Vaya Con Dios
Is the most
Profitable Ghost
He'll fill one most
Hollow ground
Empty sound
Earthquake my roots.
Intrinsic
Puzzle prose,
To amuse
And confuse
Selfish
Born abuser,
A written
Blank soul.
The Wailing Wall is standing tall
So men may bang their head and bawl
But burka girls
Must hide their curls
So no one can see their tears fall
helpful or harmful
MacGyver or conniver
~ spidey-sense tingling
7/15/2022
Senryu (for you)
Image by Mark Toney using canva.com
Dick Flaccid lived a Mary life
Though Bible teachings caused him strife
He hoped someday
Someone would say,
"I now pronounce thee man and wife!"
There once was a man named Don
Who knew how to lie and to con
When he said it was true
It was because HE told you
Everyone else is a fake and moron
you must beware
don't be square
don't just stare
game on in the air
they say this and that
slick as a rat
some do it for fame
watch theses
CON GAMES
theyer in corner
mabe your loner
needs money honey
to them its funny
your there play bunny
so be you start
and think you won
its the
PLAYNG
CARDS CON
The Pope said he's sorry they lost
Some children who would not be bossed
Since those who refused
Were raped and abused
But the Pope had his fingers crossed
There once was a wealthy gent
Who insulted people without repent
They thought he was a novice
When he ran for high office
But now they call him Mr. President!!
Gregory Siker was a fireworks technician.
He developed a show that won recognition.
One night he got confused
by the wiring he used.
Doc said he died of an ignition condition.
this time of year
there'r more there
tho theyer everywhere
some play insane
don't fall for this thing
some do it for fame
like writer a book
always look
its a
CON GAME
i said
to the
waitress
i'd like
frijoles
negros
con
arroz but
i said
to
my wife
i'm trying
to have a
con
cessation
with
you
not a
solilo
quy
Form:
Up your gears
Cheat your fears
Drown your doubts
And move up
Learn a trade
And how to trade
Be a master
In your game
Conceal your cards
Evade the darts
Be smart and wise
And score good
He pointed throught the sunlight
From the kerb edge,
Fiddling with his fingers,
Looking rather silly
It has to be said.
"Turn your air conditioning on"
He bawled.
So slowly
I wound my window down.
Form:
The Deep fake era is upon us
?Every thing is fake these days?Everything is a fraud ?Prepare for the deep fake world
Fakery, fraud, and falsehoods abound
All artfully done
Killing the last shred of human decency left
Everything is a deep fake
these days
Mere husks remain,
unnaturally strewn,
lying by the dozens
on a red-soaked field.
Once stoutly girded,
masking fiery resolve
underneath unassuming
exteriors, naught but the
faintest hints linger,
sad siren calls to
former greatness.
Usually a pound of ground
with black beans abound
pintos are good for your heart
cannellini start
pepper, tomatoes
green chiles
mix!
Jalapeno, seeded, minced
chop one onion rinced
six cloves of garlic thrown in
use olive oil then
chili powder blend
spice a lot
HOT!
Fresh peppers, onions sauteed
Lean, lean ground beef browned
Tempting aroma surrounds
Chopped fresh herbs sizzle
Juicy tomatoes
Pintos, too
Zing!
Inspired by: Andrea Dietrich and Lunch
Contest:MAKE ME DROOL WITH EPULAERYU
Written: November 05, 2014
Form: Epulaeryu
Who needs fiction when truth is so sweet?
The COO's woes from Beyond Meat:
enraged, he bit another’s nose,
an incident that clearly shows
a vegan diet is incomplete!
https://finance.yahoo.com/news/beyond-meat-suspends-coo-after-alleged-nose-biting-incident-212822737.html
Listen to poem:
I watched it all
from my backseat
rolling out
like a red carpet
the charm
the lies
the deceit
and she took it all in
every last drop of it
it was much
like watching
a trainwreck
in slow motion
AP: 3rd place 2020
Submitted on April 24, 2019 for APRIL 2019 PREMIER 9 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
My Cynthia gone,
Now dead to me.
Wondrous beauty –
Eyes of an Angel,
Heart of Gold.
She knew her power,
I let her.
Beginning of the end.
Skydiving from the moon to
Hades itself.
Impossible ecstasy,
Unfathomable loss.
The arrow dislodged
from her alone.
A pawn to her whims.
But I have a new goddess now,
And the spell is almost broken.
Ambush of a lie
North wind does it lie?
Or south leeward it lay?
Where does it lie?
Mounting evidence lying east
A peaking testament laying west
Gusty lies besiege down the crest
Why do Liars conspire against the honest?
Truth grazed in the valley
Squally lies ruffled the prairie
A Liar lurking trapped veracity
Oh how Liars hunt for morality
Con-Trast
I Know Your Sham-Rock Clovers
And Frilly Lacey Flower Hearts
All Tumble Out Of
Sweet Delusional
Hall-Mark Dreams...
With Plastered Faces
&
Screams Of Pleasure.
Raise A Glass.
Auld Lang Syne.
***
My Own Body Heat
Curled Up Under
A Rag Or Something,
*Arms Enveloping*
Warm At Last.
-Gray Squirrel
06-04-2025
Bitter, bitter, bitter
not as in a taste on tongue
or unrequited loves' remain,
only of wind thats wrung
all warmth from the air.
Bitter, bitter, bitter
all the way through to bone,
clenching chattering teeth,
and breath blown
on mittened hands.
Shine of sun to deceive
beckons one out of doors
brain has an idea of sun
that roars
away outside
caught in bitter's bite.