Short Dinged Poems

Winter
Old man winter back again
Dinged fenders, frozen pipes
Frozen toes, stolen breaths
Old man winter laughs again
Wet floors, mismatched gloves
Soaking boots, frozen doors
Old man winter strikes again...

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There was a weekend duffer named Rolf

   Who proclaimed he knew all about golf

      Ball dinged a guy's head

         Hapless guy saw red

            Rolf should have yelled "FORE" when he teed off!

(23 March 2013)...

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Bells
with blues
play bent cup dinged;
discordant, dongs and dings.
Soft and raspy tones that mumble,
rings rung as fuzzy rumbles and grumbles,
rather than clear resonate rings.
Sad Bells
Blue
...

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There was this Scots golfer Sir Percy Hoar

    Who dinged a poor bloke nigh hole number four

        This made the dude mighty sore

            And after Percy he tore

                Forsooth, Sir Percy failed to bellow FORE...

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The phone dinged
as he passed,
lit up;
it was hers.
He didn’t mean to look.
“LOL, you are so mean.”
the message said.
Above which;
“NGL, he’s sooo vanilla.”
In response to;
“what’s he like in bed?”
He hoped it wasn’t 
about him
and hoped it was....

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There once was a weekend golfer named Rolf

   Who thought he knew everything about golf

      His wild ball dinged a guy's head

         His cuss words best be unsaid

            Rolf forgot to yell "FORE" when he teed off

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved...

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I rowed for what seemed like an hour;
the water gurgled oh so pleasantly.
I had the morning to myself:
no other boats as far as I could see.
Warmed up, I soon increased my stroke,
And pulled as I had never pulled before,
the legs on fire, heart thumping fast,
sweat ran in rivulets from every pore.
The timer dinged, so I got up,
flipped off the lights, and shut the basement door....

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