Short Darted Poems

There was an old man who lived in a bog
And he owned a hog
Each time the hog farted
The old man darted
right out of the back door....

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Your darted arrow of Venus impales
Our demise persists through our veins
The echo in my heart is hopeless
What is love when death skims the surface?...

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Stuck with gas, no antacid had Santa
as he flew Christmas Eve near Atlanta.
When Santa Claus farted,
the reindeer all darted.
And poor Santa cried out, "Oh, Mylanta!”

...

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In the stillness of the cloudless night
One heart is pounded without mercy
An invisible arrow darted with a light 
Enrapturing senses without clemency













Example for Night Silence Contest
6-12-2016...

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She kicked the doctor, she kicked the nurse
She hit them both with her designer purse.
She ran from the orderly, and she was fast.
I said "Hi Grams!" as she darted on past.
She punched my arm but kept on running.
Last I saw her she was in the buff, sunning....

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I was trapped in a fast-food drive thru.
From inside the sleeve of night. 
A man with crow eyes violated my blind spot...
Vomited something incoherent straight into my soul.
He then darted toward the car behind me...
Then slithered back into night's sleeve-...

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I awoke to screaming
while my bedmate slept,
telepathic scheming

from the dark world 
where evil crept. 
My body curled

my mind darted
and skin leapt.
Reality faded; illusion started.

I awoke to screaming,
where evil crept.
Reality faded; illusion started....

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There is Christmas mistletoe he thought, not daring to look her way.
His object of affection gave a shy glance that quietly darted away. 
The romantics in the congregation held their breath as they watched.
Not this year I guess said grandpa, scratching an itch in his crotch....

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My hopes were high
For a future that held
Change riding in fast
On wild horses
Bareback and free
On a sunny morning 
I saw my life being 
Born again
It’s mother was a young 
Possibility
Brimming with expectation
I watched as labor pains 
Became growing pains
And my life darted 
Steadily towards the horizon...

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Like a frightened mouse, away he darted,
but he's soon back to where he first started;

         and furtively he glances back in fear,
         distant, lengthening shadows drawing near;

                    his confidence torn to shreds and tatters,
                    only being scared now crucially matters!...

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My cute wife was a giant toad in real life
                           During birth she changed her bawdy phenotype
                                               She croaked all day
                                               Balked my bouquet
                                  And darted a sly glance at Macauliffe....

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By the edge of a pond, in a trance I stood
   Wind's soft breath blew ripples
      in a lily pad neighborhood

Sunbeams darted in and out of each swirl   
   Glistening, twinkling
      to a silent rhythm they twirled

When a small voice beckoned
   Its humble suggestion
      'Paint me'
         ~ Faded in seconds...

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Big fellow
your tan is so dark
I thought you were
a mouse!

Out of the corner
of my eye
you darted
into the bushes
so fast
your form
was just a dart
from Cupid's arrow
that missed my heart.

I'm sorry I scare you so
I guess we could
never be
lovers.

Sheila Kathryn Barrera
http://www.myspace.com/sheila_kathryn_barrera...

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Little Jimmy was a eight-teen-year-old wild teenager
He had a souped-up Dodge Dart and ate day old bagels
At the dark in the park he would race his Dodge Dart
Car went so fast it's sputtered sounds of flagellants-fart 
Baroom-zoom-zooms out here drag racing in out of danger


2/21/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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A fox crossed my path in the woods today
  Trotting briskly on a leafy pathway
Of a sudden he jammed on his hind brakes
  Sniffed air redolent of felled trees and clear lakes

I imagine he determined I wasn't a threat
  The fox darted off; I broke out in a sweat...
Put my trusty wheelchair in gear in reverse
  Rolled my way home, composing this verse...

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I mixed some sugar water,
Hoping there would be a visit.
One hummingbird obliged, but oh,
That viewing was exquisite.

He darted to the feeder,
Little winglets all a’blur
And he sipped to his contentment 
(Or it maybe should be her).

I grabbed my iPhone camera,
Thinking I could catch that sight,
But just one hummingbird came by
And still, that is all right....

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was sitting out back
...in the screened area...
on the deck

...watching the sun set...
camera at hand
...as insects swarmed...

dragon flies hovered
...darted and feasted...
then rested on bushes

...wings glistening...
in the setting sun light
...shining as diamonds...

of some past winters ice
...a treasure of nature...
making photos so nice

stan sand...

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At some point you and I became we,
my hopes became yours to share.
When did I realize we would become one?
Was it that spring, when the trees were pink with apple
blossoms and songbirds darted among the reeds and 
we walked by the river speaking innumerable
sentences and you held my hand and told me your dreams?



Inspired by Two Little Girls by Fawziyya Abu-Khalid...

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One blinding light will freeze the frame
unraveling time, rewinding…
Stopped in it’s tracks,  this moment's flight
swift wings of the clock, are lying
Each moment that ticks reminding
how speed of light, has darted…
The future and past aligning
in one flashblub glimpse, now parted

      



Inspired by Nette's Contest "Hutain This One"
By Carrie Richards  7/26/11...

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the sand was squery vishy
each frain gelt ruff between my toes
Star my stog darted to dig
sand flying everywhere
my fair and hace felt like pandsaper

soon  with iii's nearly closed
into the wea I salked  
laid down to fear my clace
just as a  mail grabbed me saying
dont do it. wife is lorth living.

I looked at Star words sannot cay what i felt
no more beech four you today.

Penned 1 March 2016...

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Welcome to Bruno’s Mens’ Wear

By Elton Camp

The clerk in the mens’ clothing store
Saw one who hadn’t been there before

He was striding along extremely fast
As the clerk spoke, he went on past

The man darted into the dressing room
And slammed the door with a boom

For security the clerk started to call
When the customer let our a bawl

Horrid words he then came to hear
“There’s no toilet paper in here!”...

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I wandered through the woodlands green
And heard the birdsong fill the air
I saw the little streams serene
With speckled trout that darted there

I felt the breeze upon my face
And smelled the fragrance of the flowers
I marveled at the natural grace
And wished to linger for some hours

But then I heard a distant bell
That called me back to toil and strife.
I bade the woodlands a farewell.
And turned to face the road of life....

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A helicopter hovered
In the east side New York sky.
It looked just like the hummingbirds
I spot in mid-July.

Its headlight darted left and right,
Like it was on a quest.
I wondered if the search was real,
Or was it just a test?

No boats were in the river
Over which the copter hovered;
That made me think that there was nothing
There to be discovered.

Some minutes passed and then it slowly
Chop-chop-chopped away.
Another New York mystery
To supplement my day....

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On Being Late

There’s this girl who walks the High Street,
She’s dead but does not know. 
She never gets to work, 
Was hit by a bus, London, red, number 2 2 0.

She hurries down the pavement,
Goes through her same routine.
She was late you see.
She then replays the scene.

 A shout, a scream,
And prone upon the road she lies. 
Threw caution to the wind.
The driver, with his head down cries.

She darted out.
                 To be late forever....

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Her emotions percolated, hot and unsettled
until she exploded, shattering reality.

Loud, angry words punctured our hearts
as she lashed out at everyone and no one.

Her eyes darted, a mixture of hurt
accusation and confusion.
Disjointed words, rambling thoughts
paranoia, all flung and strung
hovering in the air.

We groped in vain for a soothing balm
to comfort her fractured mind.

A broken vessel takes time to mend
but it is never quite the same....

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