Short Fist Poems
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on table pounded fist
with her efforts must persist
added name to list
Friend is an expert et al.
Wrote this mentioned
by his wife.
a fist of clenched snow
gradually melts on icy boughs
welcoming new spring
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A nurse who had never been kissed
Was bathing a cowboy named Twist
He started to spurt
She asked if that hurt
And then checked his pulse at the wrist
An empty hand can become forceful fist
Fight for love is fight for life within wits
All is fair in love and war
Least life be a bore
Living life on the fly for a kiss
Sanders and Warren to Chicago, come see!
Give the teachers' union your advice, for free!
'Demand more money, raise your fist -- go on strike!
Who cares the city's bankrupt ~ you're liked!
Union of my fingers
In the hand
Soviet a fist!
On the sovereign's body
Yet why
Do I
H
I
T
My feet?
I remembered
I gotta get a hammer
and
Hang up
My father's sickle
On the republic's stable wall.
An unclenched fist and open heart
The way we live our life
Knowing all souls one, none apart
We’re free from narrow strife
Content the way things are
Although we do not spar
We’ve slowly come afar
No to do list
An unclenched fist
16-January-2022
Quietus
Long ago
In my youth
I did ride
But few did
As we rode
As we passed
We would salute
A fist raised in the air
There was pride
There was a bond
It was special
Long ago
Time has changed
Salutes did stopped
We’d rise a fist
They would not
Long ago
There was a bond
Long ago
A fist in the air
A fist full of sand
that sifts through the hand
back to the land
Can't hold on
Feather in the breeze
Think you'd catch it with ease
but its only a tease
It blows away
A twinkling star
seen from afar
but then here we are
Never to touch
Sand at the beach
Feather out of reach
A star thats too far
What LOVE is to me
J-ust make a better fist,
U-ntil your success ascends;
L-et your hands work hard
I-n every hour that
E-nds.
M-ake a better fist,
A-s you always have the chance;
R-each the best result,
C-ompletely obey God's commands.
I-n early July twenty-seventh,
A-nother dawn denies the mist;
L-et the haze disappear, make a better fist.
J-ust make a good fist,
E-arly thirty-first of July;
S-ay no excuses,
S-ay no
A-libi.
M-ake a good fist,
A-ll of your life;
E-ach time you're on the road, stay away from strife.
A-im to make a good fist,
L-et everything be fine;
A-llow your hands to do
M-ore better things in mind.
A-llow your heart and soul to persevere and persist;
G-o let your life live well, make a good fist.
What if
I say I'm in love with you
Will your instincts trust my feelings?
What if
I choose to fall for you
Will you be loyal till I die?
What if
I decided to ride or die with you
Will you promise to have my back?
What if
My feelings for you die
Will you still kiss me goodbye?
What if
I don't live to see tomorrow
Will you shed a tear when I'm gone?
What if...
surviving_pawn
Loosen up a bit,
that head and heart fit
in cauldron of love,
working hand in glove.
Immersed in worship,
with love our flagship,
once our fist’s unclenched,
heart becomes bliss drenched.
We ascend with ease,
on choosing release,
from patterns of old
glued in ego’s mould.
For God to appear,
relinquish each fear
and gently align
under His love sign.
08-August-2022
Explosion
Heavy punches
Killing in one move
Mental manipulation
Insane and crazy
Mad beat
Ripple in the fist
Stamina of a horse
One punch is all it takes
Let’s dance brother
Don’t stop
Iron stare
Don’t stop with the rawness
Absolute gold
Typical brunts can’t stand up to the iron fist
Not an average sucker
Kill ordinary punks
The heat is in the air
The air is warm
Strength of the mighty
Absolutely Insane
Eat this
BOOM!
Form:
A country ruled with an Iron Fist
one that kills anyone who objects
A fanatical leader who wants the bomb
who blames it's troubles on the West
One that kills anyone who objects
an innocent student gunned down like a dog
Who blames it's troubles on the West
an election that was clearly lost
An innocent student gunned down like a dog
a fanatical leader who wants the bomb
An election that was clearly lost
a country ruled with an Iron Fist
I MAKE A FIST
AND STICK IT HIGH IN THE AIR
MAKE IT TIGHT
AS TIGHT AS MY REAR
AS A SIGN OF DEFIANCE
AND OF FREEDOM
THEY MAKE A FIST
AND PRESS IT HARD ON MY HEAD
IN MY STOMACH
UP MY REAR
AS A SIGN OF CONTROL
AND OF POWER
SOMETIMES I THINK
THAT THEY JUST WANT ME
TO THINK
THAT I AM A JUST A PUPPET
AND THAT MY FIST
IS JUST AN EXTENSION OF THEIRS
SO I TIGHTEN MY FIST
AND MY REAR
STAND ON MY TOES
AND REACH UP HIGHER
AS A SIGN OF CONTROL
AND OF POWER