Short Cruised Poems

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Hosted a Big Party

Hosted A Big Party

Heard a big party is what they hosted,
To great success  cruised and coasted;
Great view;
Always knew,
And about both bragged and boasted.

Jim Horn
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Form: Limerick


Premium Member Book Nook

I once knew a bright lad from Kinderhook He cruised the library for a book A gal he met in the lobby, Said she knew a nicer hobby And her hint for the lad was all it took.
written April 16, 2022
Form: Limerick

Vying Voluptuous Verge

eerie earth belched
callous creed's crest
nocturnal nature nauseated
dark dribbles cremated
hoisted hankering cruised
sassy soil puked

rusty rims yawned
puncturing pulpy pawn
tactic trend torn

bruised bark bent
mystic moaning etched
saucy seal spent

lofty lids lurched
vying voluptuous verge.
    '20:04:10:19:20
Form: Sonnet

Porous Pen's Pear

crushed concerto cruised
bounty braces bruised
salient seal scrunchy
dark diminuendo dusty
lanky hoists lured
vying voluptuous lurch

wet wits wanky
punctured pills curvy
hoisted heels hefty

saucy syllables scared
hoity bills bear
porous pen's pear

lofty gaunt gifts
etched airy gills.
       '20:03:18:17:11

Note: Dedicated to Chaucer.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Ode to Invisible Threads

****My eyes seized life, craft me outside
           glimpse its roots climb alive and free
         cruised the romantic sway my tide
 while glimmer glows with all due pride
reflecting charm and grace, their guide 
           till flowered hair had danced for me
   my eyes seized life, craft me outside
        glimpse its roots climb alive and free.
Form: Triolet


Porous Pasts Pulsed

tactic torrents tuned
punctured pills puked
hoisted horizon hanker
tuning tiers trigger
felon fiends whooshed
wanky wind booed

bounty bills bruised
lofty lists cruised
dark drips drooled

sour syllables glazed
with wet waste
gaunt gores graced

porous pasts pulsed
vying gifts gulped.
     '20:03:11:15:06

Note: Dedicated to William Blake.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Bathing Beauty is Getting along Fine

Bathing beauty with her ducky umbrella
Cruised the lake, expecting to meet a fella
This did not happen, but she had a fine time
For she was eating cookies and drinking wine

No one noticed her, because of her age
Women become invisible after twenty said a sage
I think it’s horrible because twenty is so young
But seriously, after twenty, women have less fun
age
Form: Rhyme

Fallible Fate Fostered

wet wits bruised
gaunt gifts glued
callous crest cruised
vying voluptuous views
dark dances drool
punctured praises puked

wanky wastes wielded
damped dribbles processed 
pulpy pills possessed

sassy syllables etched'n
tactic trail, tensed
hanker hoisted, rent

fallible fate fostered
dripping damped clusters.
     '20:03:17:15:01

Note: Dedicated to Aesop.
Form: Sonnet

Farcical Fury Fumbled

whooshing wits woven
crushed tongue cloven
dark age drooled
felon fate fooled
haughty nature's nimble
foiling feasts feeble

salient seal bruised
callous crave cruised
vying voluptuous view

severed passion smoldered
crushed, crimson asunder
squashing lanky lethal

farcical fury fumbled
fiddling fostered fickle.
     '20:03:15:09:28

Note: Dedicated to Ovid.
Form: Sonnet

Kaleidoscopic Chaos Clogged

sassy spell snapped
trailing taunted trance
callous clouds cruised
bounty blitzkrieg bruised
nocturnal nymph nudged
pluming lanky lust

amputated atmosphere bled
alakazam cremating crest
fostering phlegm fetched

felon flesh flipped
dark dribbles clipped
tampered trees gripped

leering logs lobbed
kaleidoscopic chaos clogged.
      '20:04:30:20:37

Note: Of pained picture.
Form: Sonnet

Birthing Blitzkrieg Bruised

worn wit's fang
omen's punctured prank
hoisted odds hampered
relieving rusty orders
monstrous myth melt
dripping dark delves

eerie experiment etched
foiling felon flesh
mental horizon's mesh

fragile future's confetti
humming hacked hymns
quarantined fate flicked

callous contractions cruised
birthing blitzkrieg bruised.
     '20:05:14:18:56

Note: Of masticated mentality.
Form: Sonnet

Bursting Busty Bruise

waning wits smirked
vying voluptuous verge
meagre mood metamorphose
saucy spell's sauce
hoisted hankerings hummed
pruning punctured pukes

dark dribbles dazed
rusty reels raved
rusticating riff's creates

lanky lusts birthed
callous crisps cremated
crunched crescendos hibernated

crumbling contractions cruised
bursting busty bruise.
     '20:05:01:18:32

Note: of harassed ambiguity.
Form: Sonnet

God From Sin Saved Me Horn Haiku

God From Sin Saved Me

God from sin saved me
Which is way I want to be
Free and with no fee

By God have been see,
Understands what I may mean
In each cell and gene

God for me did much;
Have found His love in my lunch
And do Him a bunch

Changing of the tide;
Biden will win in landslide;
Cannot be denied.

He had smoothly cruised;
About Biden we were enthused;
Give up he refused.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Two blue eyes and a button nose

Two blue eyes and a button nose
Features so striking all with the right pose
Wrapped in a frame so petite and slim
Looks so gorgeous, proper and prim
With a voice so melodious and smile so sweet
She is the one for whom my heart would skip a beat
Remember popping pop corns with Mary Poppins?
And with Sound of Music a treat so therapeutic
Julie Andrews with whom I cruised
Two blue eyes and a button nose
Gave my childhood a big happy dose
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Carefree

When reminiscing, I can clearly see
		two laughing teenage girls who cruised carefree.
 		Life showed her gentle, smiling side as we 
		shared dreams and secrets to the nth degree
		and danced away most days quite happily.



posted March 18, 2016

entered in Brian Strand's Contest 237 (any topic or form, 10-line max) on
November 12, 2016    placed 6th

June 15, 2022
entered in the Bite Size no. 47 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Form: Rhyme

My Muse

I’m staring at my notebook
Whose pages I’ve perused
To double-check a topic;
My muse is quite bemused.

For lately I’ve been empty
Where always I’ve enthused.
I don’t know why poetic themes
Have slowed and barely oozed.

My confidence is sagging;
My ego’s slightly bruised.
I need a jolt of energy 
To somehow be infused.

But meanwhile as I struggle,
Where once I blithely cruised,
My muse just sits there mocking
And I’m really not amused.
Form: Rhyme

Always Can Be Awfully Cold

Awfully Cold

One of our hopes is that Isle of Man
Might become part of our cruise plan
Which will be with the Princess Line
More we hear about is mighty fine.

We have heard that part of the course
Long time ago was cruised by the Norse
And instead England never did ignore
Keep civilian prisoners was used for.

Your indigenous isle has hills and dales
And is even close to country of Wales
For maybe a few who seem to be bold 
All round water is always awfully cold.

For Jan Allison
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

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