Short Flapped Poems
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Angels flapped their wings
Stardust fell from blessed sky
Poetry flourished!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
21 OCTOBER 2014
He flapped his arms, trying to fly
Before he left he waved goodbye
His take off was fast
He fell busting his ass
Then he let out a very loud sigh
I flapped my arms
I flew to Saginaw
Never came back
I'm still in Saginaw
I'd like to fly home
But I'd just get busted
I'm so disgusted
Gotta stay in Saginaw.
always the same song
incessantly his gums flapped..
cotton in the ears
hungary buzzards on
a still morning look the same
flapping their wings
I caught a showy springtime scene
This morning bright in warming sun:
A Carolina Chickadee
An energetic orbit flapped
Then perched a tiny moment’s rest
Amid a dogwood’s snowy blooms.
I happened on a starling
Who did not notice me;
He splashed and flapped in water
As murky dark as he.
His gutter-bath he finished up
Then quickly took to wing—
He circled off through bright sunlight,
A certain sign of spring.
Pink and yellow flowers;
Distinguished
And boastful
In their exuberating
Colours,
Braced themselves
On tender stalks
Of watery greens,
While Butterflies
Dressed as Red Barons,
Hovered and hummed
And flapped
Their Scarlet wings
Feverishly.
Neon and noise.
Night-world horrors.
Whose reflections, whose echoes
Showed not, nor shook
Its panes and doors.
Conscience-singeing.
Waywardly flapped.
Strange appeal! Once sought but through
A moonlight kiss.
A round dance. Clapped.
Sir Isaac’s Triumph
Celia defied Newton’s laws
By strapping herself into bras:
One day her hooks snapped
And out her bust flapped
To cheers and raucous applause.
October 14, 2016
Laughter is the Best Medicine Limerick Contest
Jan Allison
A wanderer travelling in the abyss
Saffron blinding the mist
Blue covering the mighty
A tender wave decluttering the mosaic of rainbow
A deep dive into the green
Pondring into the white
Before black took over the spotlight
Where the wings flapped before goodbye
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why'd you want to make me cry
it was just a gag, I swear it Mag
Now stuck I am with this here tag
well thank you sis, your charm is bliss
you heard my pleading prayer
you pulled some strings and flapped your wings
you made it right from there
The Prince of Darkness
Flapped his wings across the sun
Eyes from Hades and serpent tongue
Hovered in the brimstone sky
Like an imperial dragonfly
And said unto Icarus,
“Ye shall not surely die, if ye
Flies too close to the sun”
Daedalus, still blinded by the devil’s lie
This hand, Time's, extends
As gift-giver
Be quick, each golden chance
To snatch from out.
Of Love's butterfly-wing
Left in no doubt!
Heeding, by what blows
Lifelong across
For Change. Coldly unswayed
By pleas to stop.
Her late bloomer's! Come, gone
Whom flapped a fop.
If moon were like sun
And has its own light
What do you think?
At night how would we sleep?
Do you know, whose work, is it?
And who made her dim?
A candle was burning bright
Then came an angel
Flapped his big wings
Gabriel is his name
And got the lamp extinguished.
the crackle
of dried twigs cracked
the steep stillness, the quiet
of May's blistering noonday;
gray owl,
from the dark foliage,
flew out into the sun's glare,
losing then finding its way;
noiselessly,
it flapped upward,
in slow spirals, scowling down,
then, blindly, soared far away!
I caught a butterfly a week ago.
Her wings had painted eyes of indigo,
Surrounded by a ring as white as snow.
So pretty I just had to let her know.
She flapped her wings and put on quite a show,
Then kissed my cheek before I let her go.
I sure was glad I stopped to say hello.
Daniel Turner
A young bird in a tree
wanted to fly so high
for everyone to see
but his wings wouldn't fly
He thought he was broke
But he kept trying each day
He perched on a huge oak
His wings flapped in May
He soared really high
Until he reached the sky
Contest: Nursery Rhyme
Sponsor: Even Roper
03/8/2021
the big shirt jigged and flapped,
while the clothes line struggled
to gain control; wily birds
stamped their little feet to the
shirt’s sailing- ship, wild-blustered
rhythm; below, the fat garden
cat licked its lips as Mrs Bridges
prepared the evening meal, early.
The big shirt jigged and flapped,
While the clothes line…
He saw an owl rolling its head;
courage turned to fear instead.
The owl suddenly started hooting;
his heart was really beating.
It flapped and flew past him;
all he did was loudly scream.
He fell to the very ground;
his face was filled with mud.
The owl then returned to the tree;
his trousers showed he had a pee.
Date: 9/5/2016
She opened the box
a dove flew out
nestling down on her shoulder
A twinge of pain shot through her
sore conscience all a-whir
When was the last time
she’d called on Monsieur …
The dove flapped her wings
then flew away
A note fell from her beak
‘Rendezvous ~ a year from today’
What if the sea stopped moving,
lay as still as setting concrete?
And all around the gulls
scolded a lament
as seals flapped aimlessly,
trying to raise a swell.
With cormorants stranded on a rock
as poised as a question mark,
while crabs scuttled everyway
as if dancing on hot plates,
becoming the uncovered prey
of seabirds and small boys.
Ride brush,
stray search.
Sit high,
leather perch.
Lasso thrown,
dally wrapped.
Wind howls,
brim flapped.
Chaps warm,
gloved hand.
Twenty years,
ride brand.
Spurs jingle,
double rowel.
Heading home,
round corral.
By Jim "Ish" Fellers
Copyright ©: August 06, 2003
Wednesday @ 1:40 a.m.
There it goes
Fluttering along
With the breath of spring
As its rustling wings echo
In my ears like permanent memories,
Its image brightening the day scenery.
But as I tiptoe as if the grass was thin ice
My close view is what I sacrificed,
When the bird flapped its wings and
Soars away
As if my tiptoes
Brought rumbling tremors.
My first little birdie flew the coup
She's the President of a financial group
My second little birdie flapped his wings
He's a strength trainer, doing his thing
My fourth little birdie soared all the way to Israel
He's an army combat engineer, blazing new trails
My third little birdie's stayed home so far
Today's his birthday, and he bought a new car
The sight of newfallen snow.
A bright white angel that shines.
Her slight halo in shadow.
The flurries, soft, on her face.
Aloft, doves fly, o’er her confines.
She oft flapped her arms of lace.
Mother’s intent, dampens joy-thrill.
Surrounded by scent of pines.
Her slow ascent ‘gainst her will.