Short Cray Poems
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Hey, Cray-cray Bobby May, don't hide away; come out and play!
Jan. 8. 2021 for Bobby MAY'S Tease A Friend Poetry Contest
A lamb & rosemary pie
buttered broccolli
broad bean,lettuce & mint soup
signal cray fish paste
and champagne high tea
Come taste and
see!
this rose died in against
as the thorns took over its life
as the last words were spoken
im glad this is over
the thorns began to cray
Form:
Slug?
if you saw my slug
you wouldna shrug
you'd just sidestep away
the classic beast
a lovers feast
but just a fish of cray ....fooled ya........Don Johnson
what type is this one?
Dragon-fly!
Dragon-fly;
Why are you chained
To the dungeon walls
And why you wail
In monstrous bays.
There is no one in fray
See my charm
My mind the computer CRAY
Generated to shelf you away.
Alone anyone not feel the pain'
At no mention me not hug me
Alone love me alone
Not me taking some one,
Not me care same one,
Alone love me alone
Hey! Sky is wonder my heart its Cray
Some one crush me.
Alone love me alone
Oooh I am so totally frightened now said Lion Number One.
Lion Tamer Cray-cray looks stupid; this will be much fun!
Does he think the chair will stop me? Asked Lion Number Two.
They lay on the floor of the circus laughing, annoying Cray-Cray too.
Unicorn dreams surrounded his mind
He was a docile man, caring and kind.
Pixies and dervish were chased away.
This was a sweet soul, Mr. La Cray.
Pink angels were called to give him some grace
Saint Peter met him with an impulsive embrace
Rainbows appeared and someone played a harp.
He had a gentle soul and was empathetically sharp.
Where twilight kisses the breeze
carpets of lavender blue
sweet scent of the honeydew
village of cray grew.
Meadows fan the fragrant breeze
dry stones walls in lanes appease
purple haze hugs the skyline
upon nabwood hill.
Guardian of cuckoo’s nest
here nature’s face has no grace
on highway of windswept flocks
beneath rolling clouds.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
A magic genie would be happily welcomed today,
For a Hawaiian girl had suddenly appeared, wearing a lei.
She taught our kitchen sink how to shake and sashay.
Scaring my husband who turned immediately pink and gray.
With a giggle, out of a pot popped a fish of cray.
Our stainless steel microwave began to preen and bray.
Wait for me! Yelled the oven with a snappy neigh.
Have you ever? I asked my man, but he had run away.
Everyone, a bit bipolar be;
It is the nature of our planet.
If you do not with this fact agree,
Just go upon the Web and scan it.
The strange duality of humans –
As all the shrink-ologists well know –
Can make of us a bunch of Truman’s –
Each our own comedy-drama show.
If it sometimes seems a bit too cray,
Worry not – thank the stars above you.
Never feel that you have lost your way;
Friends, family, dog, will always love you.