Short Crooned Poems

he crooned a tune
in the starlit night~
my toes danced...

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Mr. Dino P. Crocetti
Crooned and he drank
Can't vouch for his breath
  ~ But his songs never stank



Please note that Dino P. Crocetti 
was Dean Martin's real name...

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The man in the moon crooned such a tune

That the cow jumped over and mooned

     But a methane gas

     The bovine did pass     

The man struck a match and kaboom!...

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And far into the night I crooned that tune.

 The stars went out and so did the moon.

I stopped playing and went to bed

While the tunes through his head.....! ...

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Frances Albert Sinatra
Was said to have ties to the mafia
Backstage bullets flew as old blue eyes crooned
Gangsters fell as their gun molls swooned



Entry for Catie Lindsay's Clerihew Contest...

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I danced with you beneath the blue moon 
swiveling around you like a garland festoon 
blue unicorns pranced, a flower bloomed 
wiggling round words that you crooned

July 25, 2021...

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Pale shadows, weaker still 
Cool compose - Autumn’s will 

Fragile notes, cling to trees 
Breeze emotes melodies 

Softly crooned, as they fall 
Leaf song swooned, silent sprawl 



12 Aug 2021
Photo 2
In Essence 2 Poetry Contest...

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Like a wanderer wave I am!
So be charmed and crooned
O my death when the death comes,
Or be bright as the sun,
Delighted by sing of larks 

O come delicious death 
I am a wanderer wave
Wants to delve deep into the sea 

Written by © Fatima Nusairat...

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In the days before Elvis
   Swiveled his pelvis
Young Frankie was rockin'
   The girls with bobby socks on

He crooned those love ballads
   And jazz arias light as tossed salad
His parting shot, a stirring 'My Way'
   On 'Summer Winds' so fickle and gay...

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The Mocking Bird crooned
His melody of love all night
Whip-Poor-Will answered
"After Tonight" in loving delight

Finally she_ Mocking Bird
Answered, shhh! be quiet
I already "Heard It Through The Grapevine"
Cheating is your game

Around four a.m. I got a short nap...

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Third degree burns? I just get hot;
Finally, deep enough to wound;
Painful skin grafts can't get a shot,
to my frequency you were tuned;
Beneath the surface desire crooned,
I'll be your willing apprentice;
Eyes flashing 'Danger' I just swooned,
thriving in a consuming kiss....

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At 3 o'clock on a Sunday afternoon
In the month of June Mr. Cartoon 
was heard singing along attune 
At the neighborhood saloon 
swooning to a swinging bassoon
harmonizing along with the platoon 
from Camp Lejeune 
all day and all night they crooned 
first under the sun and then the moon....

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Crooner Bruner loved his schooner 'Billie'
                                  He took a short holiday in Chile
                                    He went to Torres del Paine
                                      Crooned across the terrain
                               And Came back home with a robust chilli...

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Leaving home for work one day
  serenaded by a tuneful jay

Walking down a garden lane
  once more came his sweet refrain

Glancing over my right shoulder
  my friend was following, ever bolder

His song emblazoned on my mind
  the blue jay crooned with voice so kind

That as I opened my workday door
  I regretted that he sang no more...

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Under the light of a bright sunshine,
Sailing soft in the gallant wind,
Peaceful joys in acrobatic style.

Speckles of pearl, blend of rainbow,
Stylish lovers after perfume of them flowers,
Lullaby love songs, crooned in the jiggly wind.

Bright colours in their mantles,
As they hover in search for more,
And pretty flowers, they wave as they skim away....

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In the night
what a dulcet delight
where we lay after the love we made!

Whooshing wind fluttered whispering leaves in the glade.
Nature’s creatures of night crooned a sweet serenade.

Where a stream murmured past us, we found
a melodious sound
all around!

Written 8/24/12 by Andrea Dietrich

Inspired by nette onclaud’s 
NIGHT MELODY - - - TROIS - par - HUIT poetry contest...

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While her garden plants she pruned 
Often unrestrainedly crooned:
Come her much loved month of June,
Mostly, when it far noon...

You hear her when rules The Moon
Or if Summer should be soon
Peaceful voice that feeds like spoon;
She had long mastered Gay Tune,
As Deserts had Sand Dunes
And a War Theatre Bombs ruins
The voice that feeds A Boon
Ears that it despise A Loon....

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That same soulful song 
you crooned just before
closing time last night,

it lingered long in my head,
soothed my worried mind
and tucked into sleep's
warm feather bed

... my wounded heart.


You know how to make
that old tune sound
refreshingly new.

Songstress, your spell
made me believe happily
that, in this uncaring crowd
you cared and sang

... for only me.


....

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Who knew old bossy
crooned on the streets of Anatevka?
She fiddled around as a marine;
and a matchmaker on Broadway.
This Golden Girl, Auntie Mame,
Bea Arthur, served her country
then lent her husky voice to debunk
Archie, putting him in his place.
This Archibald served in the Big One
fictitiously, but wow, the one
who’d jump into Maude’s skin
was a World War II Marine.

1/17/2023...

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That same sweet song 
you crooned just before 
closing time last night,

it lingered long in my head,
soothed my worried mind,
and tucked into sleep's
warm feather bed

..my wounded heart.

You've got a way of making 
that old tune sound 
so refreshingly new,

and a loving songstress' spell
making me believe happily
that, amid this uncaring crowd, 
you care and sing

..for only me....

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Open Wound

An open wound
Bleeding to no end
A person crooned
Because their will will now bend
Crowned in a crown of thorns
Donned until end of days
Congratulated by a creature with horns
Demon who now stays
Evermore by your side
For you are not perfect
Everywhere you go, they will bide
Forevermore they will stay, even if you defect
Going through life turns a person bad
Going through life turns a person sad

Written on January 22, 2020...

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When shadows are undefined,
Few candles flicker and lights become dim.
For a moment I stay back,
step into one of the mysteries.

Somewhere I have left it,
An innocent smile, some fragile tears
and a crewel case.
Cold winds, a sunset,
an abysmal truth,
some songs that I crooned in loneliness.

Walking along the aisle,
quiet echoes touched me.
Through the crevice blasted in,
rays of a young sun.
My acme is yet to come,
the door has just opened,
to an uncertain eternity....

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