Short Fast And Loose Poems

Rumors,
the carpet of deception

The threshold of hearsay
—lies

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)...

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His warriors called him Chief Randy Moose

   Since with young maidens he played fast and loose

      He was very prolific

         His stamina terrific

            He enlarged his tribe with many papoose...

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Old Soldier's Disease:
Civil War soldiers would march
Pick and eat cherries

No toilet for them
No toilet paper either
Just woods, trees and leaves

The result's the same
Out fast and loose in the end!
Cherries are the pits!...

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There was a great Chief named Many Papoose,

   Who with many brave's squaws played fast 'n' loose!

      When in battle the Chief died,

         The Chief's tribe was well supplied,

            With many papoose since he was profuse!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved...

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hanging out
that’s what we do
pondering glory and greatness,
drinking nostalgia from a plastic cup 

that clock ticks,
that song plays,
cross our t’s and dot our i’s
play fast and loose
eagerly feel up life

say we won’t look back,
but do it when we think no one’s looking

slip, swallow, sing, startle, emerge
try our very hardest to be unique

and close our eyes so tight 
that the blackness deepens around us

make our bodies a smile,
open, and begin again....

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The day was hot and reckless
And I?  I felt the same
I was feeling young and feckless
The day, it was to blame

The evening too was daring
It made me wild and brash
Drove me to stop caring
Made me heedless, made me rash

Then night time's mindless passion
Spurred me, fast and loose
I lost all sense of right and fashion
The night is also my excuse


So force me to have second thoughts
I'm begging for release
I really shouldn't be wearing shorts
Please call the fashion police...

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