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Short England Poems

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Short England poem by edward johnson| Details |

Answer

What happens to
racist
when they
die
They go to
Hell

Copyright © edward johnson | Year Posted 2017

Short England poem by Smail Poems| Details |

Beach

swishwhirling
sand burns on the skin but you
find relief nearby

Copyright © Smail Poems | Year Posted 2013

Short England poem by Alex McKenna| Details |

Thoughts Part Two

Finally sixteen!
Can't wait until the summer,
London fun begins!

Copyright © Alex McKenna | Year Posted 2015

Short England poem by Mary Steffen| Details |

Untitle

summer rose goodbye
magic gone forever more
the queen of our hearts

Copyright © Mary Steffen | Year Posted 2017

Short England poem by Brian Strand| Details |

AN OBSERVATION

Democratic referenda..
                                 the fault line of the liberal limousined elite

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2016

Short England poem by Kim Merryman| Details |

Florence Nightingale

Florence Nightingale,
from England did hail.
Nurse extraordinaire,
she revamped medical care.

8/20/15

Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2015

Short England poem by Dan Cwiak| Details |

KING ARTHUR AND LANCELOT

        King Arthur wants to dance

       But Lancelot brought his lance
      
        The King could only prance

Copyright © Dan Cwiak | Year Posted 2017

Short England poem by Gail Foster| Details |

Acton, a tanka

parakeet flashing
pigeon perch precarious
windy Acton trees
apocalyptic rumour
in the rumble of a train

by Gail 

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2015

Short England poem by Gail Foster| Details |

teen spirit, a tanka

smells like teen spirit
the impulse and ammonia
lynx and mary jane
heated hormone heavy air
fogs the windows of the bus

by gail

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2016

Short England poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

OVER THE OCEAN

you were in my mind
the whole time
hope i see you again
you are deep in
the plane  in motion
there was tears of fears
OVER THE OCEAN

Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2013

Short England poem by Thomas Martin| Details |

Going to Leicester

A Yankee lover for Leicester
unsure pronounced it Likester
sorry the agent did smirk
none for likester you jerk
but plenty if she's in Lester.

Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2015

Short England poem by Gail Foster| Details |

trowbridge, a tanka

grey skies drop gruel
shoppers shelter in the shires
drinking weather, spoons
whatever, raining, trowbridge 
pea soup puddled county town

by gail

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2016

Short England poem by Gail Foster| Details |

Wobbly Halloween

Don’t come trick or treating down here
We spent all our money on beer
Don’t knock at our door
‘Cos we’re scary and poor
Lend us a tenner for gear

by Gail

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2015

Short England poem by Nicole Rodriguez| Details |

What Does the Fox Say

Creeping slick as silk
Crimson foxes scour the night
Like screaming banshees.

Mom and pups scatter
Like fluffy roaches fleeing
When we peek outside.

Blub...

Copyright © Nicole Rodriguez | Year Posted 2014

Short England poem by Richard Breese| Details |

What a Guy

Imagine what a nasty joke
If Parliament went up in smoke.
Cause someone sneaked a bottle rocket
To light inside a watchman's pocket,
Shame Guy Fawkes you silly bloke.

Copyright © Richard Breese | Year Posted 2016

Short England poem by Gail Foster| Details |

Corbyn's Labour

From something old
Comes something new
A different shade 
More red than blue
From Old Labour
Borrowing
Good favour
And
A following

by Gail











Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2015

Short England poem by Ross Vassilev| Details |

Brexit

The Brits are hell-bent on doing their Brexits.
Because they don't want to feed any more
tens of millions of East European deadbeats,
including seven million lazy Bulgarian gypsies!

Copyright © Ross Vassilev | Year Posted 2017

Short England poem by arthur vaso| Details |

Paranoid

They say I am insane
Crazy
They wish to lock me up
Toss the keys in the river

I know I am being watched
They are all fools if they say not
I see the eyes watching me
Do not you?

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2015

Short England poem by Edward Johannes| Details |

English Countryside Carnage

English Countryside Carnage

There is a genteel place called Midsomer,
But living there can be a real bummer.
For the inhabitants wait in dread
That they be among the murdered dead.

Copyright © Edward Johannes | Year Posted 2015

Short England poem by Gail Foster| Details |

On The Occasion Of The Local Elections In Devizes

The votes of the folk of The Vize
Be all Tory, well there's a surprise
The hills are all blue
With a loud tally hoo
What's to do? I don't know but one tries

© Gail Foster 5th May 2017

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2017

Short England poem by Ross Vassilev| Details |

Fake Democracy

So, Parliament will decide Brexit's final fate....
Then, Sir, why hold a popular referendum, eh?
Isn't it crystal clear even without any debate
that Britain's so-called “democracy” is fake?!

Copyright © Ross Vassilev | Year Posted 2017

Short England poem by Timothy Hicks| Details |

Concerning Math and How To Say It

The British call it maths,
but the Americans ditch the s
causing much international scorn.
But for our sake, p'raps it'd be best
to keep subjects
only halfway grasped
in the singular form.

Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2016

Short England poem by cheryl hoffman| Details |

Pleiades J-Jester

Jester is a poet,
Joyfully reads in court,
Jokes good and bad he tells,
Jingles his hat with bell,
Jeers from his king he fears,
Job loss promotes clown tears,
Juggles balls king applauds!




3-4-17

Copyright © cheryl hoffman | Year Posted 2017

Short England poem by Gail Foster| Details |

Whasson, You

Words from Wiltshire
Hard to define all
You say Mildenhall 
And I say Minal
“Ere, whasson?” 
We say in Wiltshire
“Ere, areet then?” 
“Mine’s a 6Xy beer”
”Catch you laters...” 
(Sorry, when?)

by Gail

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2015

Short England poem by Andy Morfett| Details |

Banana

The
War was
won and life
was getting back
to normal once more.
To the convalescent
War hero in hospital
the sight and taste of a fresh ripe
banana was better medicine
than any pill he had been made to take.

Copyright © Andy Morfett | Year Posted 2017