Short Foursome Poems

I’m in love with A
Alas she likes B
B fancies C
But C wants me...

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a distant god
sits alone
watching


talons
itching to strike
circle

a silent hunger
drives the wolf
to hunt


hidden
in her embrace
a mother’s fear

John G. Lawless
©11/19/2021...

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A complex ego:
lips on a flame
like Kama Sutra.

Starless night 
to probe a moon
going downhill.

A needle in hay 
protects the wound
of a kiss.

Portrait was incomplete
without pilot
to fly a plane:

 


Satish Verma...

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I am bringing my puppy, the old codger said.
The rest of the foursome were less than pleased with young Lucky.
But the puppy was no trouble, and helped their team get ahead.
Many others let them play through, to get to pet the sweet puppy....

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A foursome of squirrels wait
As the turkeys on three
Putt out.


The pond ripples
As the lone goose
Ponders his choice


Dog park spaniels run free
Their owners
Left holding the bag


A window cat
Salutes the sun
Feline yoga

John G. Lawless
©1/14/2023...

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Golf doggy golf doggy cha cha cha!
We will give you a rah rah rah
Which golf club do you want to try?
The five iron? Tell us doggy, why?

Golf doggy golf doggy you make us smile
You are ahead of your foursome by a mile
You make us look good without even a try.
You want the six iron? Please tell us why!...

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Just chewing a FRESH tomato
from off my potted plant
babied it all winter long
mmmmmm tastey
in a trance

sucking my teeth
smacking my lips
getting every DE LI CI OUS morsel
the mayonnaise has graced the space
between the bready foursome!

Just chewing a RIPE tomato
grew all by myself
lickin’ all the juicy juice
off my salt fingered self!...

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~a sea gull’s swift flight
      over waves, shadow as kite 
         last catch before night 

~choppy waves reflect
      birds of sea by light inspect
         dead fishes’ bisect

~shad fish seek cover
      fish schools shield each the other
         surrogate mother

~ocean waves relent
      light of day energy spent
         sea smells of salt scent 

For and in honor of Carol Brown
And contest: What’s The Buzz...

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A troubled youth gone for a year
Far from his family’s allure
For reasons that are still unclear
yet behooving that is for sure.
We hope his stay is suitable
for one so very young as he.
meager details but on the whole
we’re hoping with no guarantees.
A year may not seem long for some
But it is an eternity
For the foursome waiting at home
All anxious and downheartedly.
The shared grief is overbearing
Plucking at our fragile heartstrings....

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