Short Fits Poems
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Like trying on your mother’s shoe;
they do not fit, but still they do
and yet, your father’s, never tried
for what secrets do both shoes hide?
My garden is quite exclusive
I only invite fellow cultivators of peace
We nurture serenity and harmony
Wordku: 5-7-5- words
AP: 3rd place 2025
A replacement for physical love
Is a more emotional love that rises above
Lasts a lifetime
World's in rhyme
A love that fits like a perverbial glove
REGRETTING FITS--
Twas the jist of it;
My mind not into it;
Gotta be kidding me;
Must be me reality;
I may just regret this;
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
I got me a special pair of walkers,
Tattered, torn, comfortable dockers,
Ain’t too easy on the eyes,
And wouldn‘t win a prize,
It’s the size fourteens that are the shockers.
There was a girl called Lovely Lou,
She never seemed to know what to do.
Many thought she was a fool,
‘Til, she said the jokes on you;
she had filled their boots with crazy glue!
My wife gave birth 3 times, still fits into her prom dress
Don't fit into my trousers from last March, kinda depressed
What's her damn secret
Only eats peanuts?
And once in a while a couple of grapes of the meagerest
candles lit
wax drips
I am firmly
in your grips
underneath
Egyptian sheets
passion grows
as our love heats
in my heart
you're the part
I knew it well
from the start
it all fits
well matched wits
loving all
I taste of this
If the dress fits then ware it.'if the mess hits, then share it..The best advice is give
It a try, why take all the blame? Just be spry.' When next comes time to test-ify
Thats if you are bill-ary clinton? Just in
In this note, and as a bye; the bye.)
“Duh” May be the Only Word That Fits
By Elton Camp
The great big eyes, ears and teeth Little Red saw,
Yet couldn’t figure that it wasn’t her Grandmaw
For any kid who was that incredibly easy to betray
It seems to me that “Duh” is the only word to say
my parents used to tell me
if the shoe fits, you can see
now being only three,
what did that mean?
i thought for several years
I cried many tears
I've failed, I've lost,
I've paid the cost
now i see the benefits
because I've found a shoe that fits
I must act now upon impulse,
With wicked toil, I live with no rest
Oh, my own self I doth repulse,
As my own self I doth protest!
I feel hung in trapped suspension,
Spun in webs of silk and stress
And all my intentions are wrapped in tension-
Please, would one kind hand of me caress?
Some people seem to live their lives for show
But often they just don't know which way to go
They take offense whenever none was ever meant
Not caring if bad behavior is to their detriment
Insecure peers judge me as if they know who I am
I am wiser than them because I know where I stand
Love bluff
pink lovely stuff
never burns
though it melts
and when it does flesh like metal smelts
fools toys little
things of no great value
sweet to touch and taste so hallow
no finger tips no love on lips
when you fly and leave
I hope you know and believe
that I too go
from building like water flow
I am to believe, as much,
that we have diamond shifts
so when those deeper July sniffs
take our anger to bending knee,
there might be magic confiding grief.
When quiet is far away from home,
you look my way in northern solace
like I am weather's furious promise,
trying to turn this mood a little faster.
Form:
Prince Charming arrived at the shoe store
looking for his Cinderella and future bride,
it was announced ahead of time on the internet,
thousands of women lined up for the event.,
hoping their tootsies would fit the glass slipper,
hours of grunts and groans and no luck,
Barbie Doll appeared in her gown and it was over.
Written on 17th November, 2025
for the texture of minimalist poetry contest
by Nette Onclaud
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tough for rough stuff
workwear for casual fits
rugged for donkey years
closets still store its cool warmth
twill-woven blue
white strewn over indigo
softness toughened with dye
its glory a wardrobe song
.
yet i am not ready
for mine
fluffy
vinter
snuggle bunnie
spoon
gone so soon
hmmm
summer sweat'n
in own
her
hammock though
libertine
dark dribbles drool
pulling pulpy puke
moaning mist nauseated
by blurs overrated
haughty heels hoisted
felon feasts forage
tactic trends trained
seeped'n sassy crave
punctured pride traced
lanky lurch lit
fiery fondling fits
salient sieve spit
dark days dribbles
vying voluptuous parable.
'20:03:08:11:21
Note: Dedicated to Nebuchadnezzar.
The thin spiked yellow jeweled crown,
Fits tooth to grove on her head,
A marvel of opulent beauty,
Smokes out a seigneurial aura.
The garland blossoms on her head,
Sneezing a charm of yellows and reds,
A scenic ooze of mesmeric fragrance,
Matched by her ardent smile.
She wears the crown of my heart,
Rules the throne of my love,
With an unmarked affable affection,
For she has much love to give.
Mama eagle’s dear chickies were ill,
so she told them to lie very still.
“You just wait here for me,”
she said most tenderly.
Then she flew off to get them a pill.
Baby eagles, like most kids, detest
taking pills. Mom returned to the nest
with dead mice in her bill
which concealed the crushed pill
Doctor Stork had prescribed with good rest!
For Brian Strand's the 'ALL YOURS(Jun 5)' Poetry Contest
Uncontrollable anger
Overwhelmed by thoughts to kill and maim
I can taste the blood
The quenching desire
With the grinding of my teeth and the blood coursing through my veins
I scream from the pressure upon my brain
I see it within my minds eye
As I plunge the knife deeply into his chest
Lusting to see his agony
While laughing with a hideous grin
His eyes begging for mercy
While I thrust again and again
Hey, Ms. Reporter
May I have a word with you
You seem energized by the chaos today
Seems that you love what you do
Hey, Mr. Reporter
May I have a word with you
You interview traumatized protestors
Seems that you share their views
But tell me, Mr. and Mrs. Reporter
Why don't you ever interview police
Who've been pelted with rocks and far worse
~ Could it be that your 'likes' would decrease
Be cautious walking along this path,
I can see that your shoes do not fit.
You won't get anywhere like that,
Not even a little bit.
Directions couldn't show you how
nor are there signs to help you here.
Instead you'll walk along this road,
until it finally leads you there.
Once you know you've made it home,
please live the best you can.
Because before you know, you can be
walking that lonely road again.
If Pearl misbehaves
throws fits, rants and raves
What of the parents who raise her
If Johnny can’t read
or do simple math
What of his teachers who instruct him
If Darryl kills a man at age 14
After robbing him blind
What of the system which releases him too soon
Where’s there no supervision or accountability, little teaching, less review
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