Short Footer Poems

JUST MEN

The court is long,
Kind of wide.
Bounce the ball,
Dribble with pride.

Give and go,
Watch the zone.
No paint for you.
Set the tone.

Men pass,
Men run.
No differences.
Just fun.

Some jump higher,
Most are tall.
Just men.
Some will fall.

Color doesn’t play here.
Equality and dunk.
Set the pick,
Thirty footer -- sunk!...

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Another night spent
alone and pondering this
abstract thought and woe

she sits in her small
living museum - every
thing with a meaning

a purpose for just
existing in its space. Thick
tights and a jumper

dress keep her warm. A
messy hair-do and painted
nails. Halfway ready

for anything. She
ponders if she is in fact
ready for her life

                       to really begin....

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I'm often called upon to write a verse
for someone's birthday or a funeral,
four or eight lines,
rhyme scheme of ABAB or ABBA.

But here are no rhyming line ends -
those small, same-sound four-footer ones
or those that have five feet or even more,
oh more, more beats than that, yes more than that, oh more than that.
Yes, no rhymes, except at times
within lines, yes, as you can guess.
Great fun, even for burials or cremations.


(March 2022)...

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