Short End Of My Rope Poems

Obama smoked dope
  Then tried to sell hope
Will Trump hang himself
  At the end of a rope?...

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Understand my scope
At the bad end of this rope
It’s hard to have hope

By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX...

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It's the here,it's the there,it's the easiness,it's the uneasiness,it's the now,it's the then,it's the far cry of my hope and there's no end to my rope,it's the touch of god,upon my soul....

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She feigned deafness hearing Hoke's corny jokes,
often why the chicken crossed the road,
Hoke yelled louder,
broke sound barrier,
Miss Daisy at the end of her rope.






11-9-16...

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At the tight end of a rope,
tied on a scraggly oak.
Rode Broken Nose Mc Ghee,
a known cattle thief.

With a crack of a whip,
The hangman's knot gripped.
Swinging buzzard feed,
Was Broken Nose Mc Ghee....

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If you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on
Wise words from an old geezer who's still putting along
You may be dangling
But keep on cackling
Till the damn rope breaks, serenade us with a song...

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If you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on
Wise words from an old geezer who's still putting along
You may be dangling
But keep on cackling
Till the damn rope breaks, serenade us with a song...

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If you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on
Wise words from an old geezer who's still stumbling along
You may be dangling
But keep on cackling
Till the damn rope breaks, serenade us with a song...

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I have seen people just about starting,
There’re others at the end of the rope
crisis ridden and with anguish smarting
and latched onto a diminishing hope
With sorrow no longer able to cope.


~Janice Canerdy contest....

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If you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and damn well hang on
Wise words from a mangy old dude whose still zinging along
You may be dangling
But keep on cackling
Till the damn rope breaks, serenade us guys with a song...

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Holding on to a sliver of hope
That the day will bring good fortune
Though I fear I'm at the end of my rope
And the fall below is grand.

Eye to eye with a final thread,
Splintering into sinews.
I've wasted my time to stay ahead
and dealt my own lost hand....

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There far above
I'm at the end of my rope
Still I haven't lost my hope
I don't deal drugs and surely not the dope
Kept my brain smart
And one with my heart
And felt one with god
Now the time has come
For all my troubles are gone
Now I'm a ease
To live at piece...

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Hollow
Drained of will
Echoes of the past tease
Reverberating off my soul
absent
~~
Barren
An empty husk
Tears leave only dry stains
Cracked and parched emotions
Wither
~~
Useless
End of the rope
No savior in white pills
Letting go, wanting the abyss
Futile...

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Love more, when it is hardest to love.
Show compassion, always.
Be kind when deserved or not.
Be patient, when you are at the end of your rope.
Smile, when you are saddest.
Pray when you are at your lowest.
Thank God when you are at your highest.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
12.18.2014...

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The sky is red
The fog is thick
My body buzzes
My mind is sick

Too late to tell
If this is all a dream
I'm constantly grinding
Inside the machine

I'm spinning a web
To catch all my hopes
I'm getting closer
To the end of my rope

No solace found
In this sea of distress
What can I do
To clean up this mess?...

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A man of sorrow
sees the end of his rope,
yet this day
there is a terrible joy
woven into the ropes fabric.

His awakening mind
soaks up
a dark lake of history,
shreds its memory
then burns all up
in one bright flame.

The man smiles;
shoulders back,
then takes that one path
he had once chosen
not to follow....

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Tough old Isaac Charles Parker was renowned as the Hangin' Judge

     Many of his 'guests' entered eternity undoubtedly holdin' a grudge

          Miscreants approached his bench with queasy knees and little hope

              Since he usually sent them to dance in the wind at the end of a rope

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

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(This is a fictional poem)

I'm in jail because my son stopped going to school.
My cellmate is smelly and I'm fed nothing but gruel.
I'm very depressed and I'm at the end of my rope.
I've been begging my cellmate to take a bath and use some soap.
My son is proud of himself and he brags because he's never cried.
But that will change when I get out of here and tan his hide....

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Where is my hope?
     I'm at the end of my rope
     How can I cope ?
     Problem not removed by soap
     Need some dope
     My lover chose to elope

     Stronger than I think, there is hope
     At the bottom of a pit, see a rope !
     Climbing inch by inch, I can cope
     New lover, she sells soap !
     Time to celebrate, break out the dope !
     Soul mates never elope...

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Imperfection deep inside
shatters my bandaged soul.
Shadows descend my listless mind-
Sorrow seeps into my heart;
	My spirit trickles out.

Slowly my soul is shriveling-
powerless to ebb the flow,
useless to everyone,
ignored by the world;
	My spirit has bled out.

No where left to turn-
at the end of my rope-
strangled by hopeless dreams-
all alone in my life;
	Darkness fills the void....

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CROSSROAD

We are almost there
Yet we aren’t sure
The end of the rope
It is knotted  ‘tho loose
A semi-benign circumstance
Lingering out alongside
Like in a reel revolves.

Why can’t we not just live 
To our love, faith and to ourselves
We should rather bridge
Every effort to a fate
Hanging and destined
Into a hill consecrate
Crossroad across keeps us a mile
But a smile!...

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Ah Anger! One of the seven deadly sins
A scourge that ravages the mind of man,
Alas! In an imperfect world only evil wins
A tiny spark consumes the forest in fire,
Peace prevails when he reins in his ire.

So why would I look back in anger
to recall with woe my wandering past?
No, I’ll not go there to find an answer;
Now my future must dawn with a new hope
before my time reaches the end of the rope....

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When I stole a ball
   from the corner store
      Who are you
A voice stirred from within
   
When I told my best friend
   a bold-faced lie
     Who are you
A voice tugged from within
   
As I raised a hand
   to strike my child
      Who are you
A voice cried from within
  
As my good wife let me know
   she'd reached the end of her rope
That voice lay stock still 
   ~ I'd not done God's will...

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Today I came to teach you a lesson about hope
It will sustain you when you find yourself unable to cope 
It will breathe life into you when you feel you can't survive 
It revive childhood dreams you thought once had died 

Cling to hope 
When your at the end of your rope 
For life will bring you many slippery slopes 
Rest assured the burden will be too much for you to tote 
And when it does let hope help you cope...

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Just a short trip it seems to the end of my rope,
eyes wide frantic and pleading toward some way to cope
My most lovely and generous of friends have I lost, 
Not to vanity, greed glutonous frenzy or OZ...
My dear mother I miss you some trouble fear
that no longer can giggles shared rise (up) and cheer
Still not one single dark knight as the day turns to dusk,
I look tear-filled childs eyes up, 
'stillin you Mom I trust'...

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