Short Detests Poems
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The woman in black:
Spirit haunting Eel Marsh house,
Detests the living,
Wasted, bitter, died of grief,
Terrifies the villagers.
Categories:
detests, death
Form:
Tanka
Deed beseeches with no passion,
Ruled like a peasant,
By cussing, language was weaken,
Rationality overruled by emotion,
Ignorance detests reason,
These mongrels play chicken.
What a trick!
Categories:
detests, angst, confusion, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
Pride detests God
God detests Pride
If you dare utter this
You better go hide…
________________________
Note: I saw a news clip that
featured the second line above
on a sign outside a rural church.
Categories:
detests, god, pride, society,
Form:
Rhyme
My rhyme
‘Sublime’
Low ‘win’
A sin
Last place
Sour face
I moan
And groan
Me thinks
Judge stinks
Bad judge…
Holds grudge
First place…
Disgrace!
Detests
Contests!
05~25~17
(The title is a homograph)
Categories:
detests, humorous, writing,
Form:
Footle
His wife takes him to dinner
as she always does
on his birthday wearing
bright red lipstick, a color
she detests but he likes.
He knows this means
when they get home
bright red panties will call
like a beacon in the night.
Donal Mahoney
Categories:
detests, age, marriage,
Form:
Blank verse
never forget not to exaggerate,
don't overvalue, don't overrate;
doing so is, in fact, telling a lie
and it shows poor judgment you can't deny;
for truth truly disdains superlatives
and downright detests deceitful motives;
it is more prudent to fall short than long,
to be almost right than be overly wrong !
Categories:
detests, introspection, life, people,
Form:
Didactic
Sicknesses and sorrows are rough and painful
Death is free,smooth and beautiful
No shame,no serious worry to become successful.
Sicknesses and sorrows are rough and painful
My heart detests these and penury in full
I prefer to sleep and rest in blissful peace.
Sicknesses and sorrows are rough and painful
Death is free, smooth and beautiful.
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Categories:
detests, death,
Form:
Triolet
Love loathes the poison in me when
I just let it grow in passion
Love takes the venom off my mind
Without a justification.
But,
In me loathe also loves the poison
With all its true strength and deception
Loathe detests love in my foolish compassion
Along with my superficial rationalization.
Yet,
Love loads me with peace, taking
Loathe forever
Once love loves
Those who loathe
Love.
Categories:
detests, love,
Form:
Rhyme
When Waffle sits on Wendy’s knee,
Poor Wendy gets covered with pee,
Mums chinchilla pet,
Leaves Wendy’s lap wet,
Poor Wendy gets very angry.
Now Wendy detests her mums pet,
It ONLY makes Wendy’s lap wet,
Poor Wendy is soaking,
And she isn’t joking,
She wants pet put down by the vet!
Thanks to my lovely on line friend 'Wendy' for her tale of Waffles the chinchilla:-)
01/27/21
Categories:
detests, for her, pets,
Form:
Limerick
My tastes are of a peculiar kind,
The type I bet you never can find
In this lost generation of ours
That knows not the preciosity of hours.
My tastes are so amusing and odd,
And some are like those of the great men of old,
Yet some have never been,
And others shall never again be seen.
Many people talk of my tastes
As being the nature that God detests,
While I think they are perfectly well;
The sort that the tongues of angels tell!
Categories:
detests, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
My tastes are of a peculiar kind,
The type I bet you never can find
In this lost generation of ours
That knows not the preciosity of hours.
My tastes are so amusing and odd,
And some are like those of the great men of old,
Yet some have never been,
And others shall never again be seen.
Many people talk of my tastes
As being the nature that God detests,
While I think they are perfectly well;
The sort that the tongues of angels tell!
Categories:
detests, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
“Do you see any leg wound, my friend
I feel some pain, see drops of blood -
the road we passed was stained.” The horse
asked the cat, who detests blood or mud.
“I don’t know,” answered the cat, nestled cozily
in a bag strapped on the horse’s back.
“I didn't feel any discomfort that might have
been caused by your change in stride or slack.”
15 June 2015
No Rules Contest
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
Categories:
detests, allusion, character, conflict, culture, irony, rude, satire,
Form:
Light Verse