Short Getaway Poems
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Zoned out;
all is quiet
Peaceful, happy place,
the perfect getaway!
Date written: 12/04/2020
in my head thrives a world of fantasy
under a moon within the next galaxy
where I live amidst trees and rocks and sea
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A pickpocket named Dodger
lived to become an old codger,
alas a walking stick and heaps of pain
his getaway speed sadly on the wane.
© Harry J Horsman 2010
On a lake, I confide
with the moon of day's routine---
garbage, work, cleaning;
that my heart forgets to strut
lightly on calm grounds.
From Manny Paras
no way you can getaway
its a test
god will do the rest
no matter what you do
rememeber this too
you must have a strong fist
do do all this
cause
LIFES A RISK
I need an escape
to the Exuma Cays
so I can navigate the tropical seas
and leave my footprints behind
on the unspoilt sand bars
in the glorious sun !
Written by : Mia Pratt,
More friendly, the further
Away we get.
Even the stars, cities yond
Smile the brighter !
Detracts not from what, in
Love is freed up.
Nor for intenseness, what's eyed
Then of lover!
we work all year thur
we need something new too
time to take a boat
and mabe go vote
before we go
its fun you know
to go and play
we work day by day
now it time
TIME FOR A GET AWAY
Form:
we work all year thur
we need something new too
time to take a boat
and mabe go vote
before we go
its fun you know
to go and play
we work day by day
now it time
TIME FOR A GET AWAY
Form:
Most important question and this may sound bizarre
Who'll wear the mask and who'll drive the getaway car
Did I just shout?
If the fuzz are about
Joking was I, there's a bunch more in my resevoir
In a market outdoors one day, Pam
was caught pilfering using a pram.
Fast away that lass flew
on the back of a ewe.
One might say she was then "on the lamb!"
For Brian Strand's All Yours (Jun 27) Poetry Contest
The sleigh is empty
The list is ticked
It’s back to base
Double quick
Mrs. Claus is waiting
To greet me
Fidgeting around
Quite excitedly
The bags are packed
And in the sleigh
We’re off to Florida
For a holiday
Form:
Seems Florida men never learn
His getaway? A zero-turn
His Deere, not so fast
His lead didn’t last
Now grass is not his main concern
https://nypost.com/2022/07/11/florida-man-tries-to-escape-deputies-on-john-deere-lawnmower/
This is the time psyche,
your gratis getaway into silence;
away from folks, away from
carriers of culture,
the day is spent, the lessons learned,
now you fully reflect on themes you love best:
nighttime, slumber and dreams.
If you're looking for a UNIQUE getaway, now don't laugh
In Nairobi, Kenya, there's a hotel where you can feed giraffes
Through your second floor window
No, I'm not some kind of weirdo
These gentle giants wait to be fed and pose for photographs
Tan skin and smile lines.
Breakfast diners and strong coffee.
Soft breeze and salt-encrusted waves.
Lowered windows and strange songs.
Dripping ice cream and picnic tables.
Inside jokes and evening storms.
Good books and toes in sand.
All these things go hand in hand.
Authorities hold their grim faces to the floor,
Making arrangements for their crimes to be no more,
Resting and planning while in their cell,
Deep in their clever minds rings a bell,
And so starts the construction of their getaway,
Dreams of evil crimes to rein yet another day
Two to start
hidden getaway planned
hooded by woods
secretly intimate
a silent motor
black search began
waiting with accompaniment
tap - tap - tap
drowsy state triumphs
a starred awakening
sirens blaring, lights flashing
escorted and directed away
quick glance back
one hanging above
In a market outdoors one day, Pam
was caught pilfering using a pram.
Fast away that lass flew
bareback on a young ewe.
One might say she was then "on the lam(b)."
For john freeman's limerick contest.
If I have to name a category, I'll call this one
"use of an expression inside a limerick"
Going to getaway
Run as fast as I can
Every step I take will get me to where I want to be
Attempt failed
They keep finding me
Escaped my captives
Speed is the essence
Can’t see where I’m going
Another jump and I will be free
Pursuers chase me
Ended badly I have a new collar that tracks me
There is a happy land far far away
filled with captivating whistles;
Disoriented as high as you stay;
Stratospheric,
glued into a poetic disarray;
Fearless optimism? Enduring combo;
Head to toe in a glow you slay,
it’s like you swallowed a million crystals;
A creative mind is an everlasting getaway.
A day before our getaway to Miami
We got out the blue suitcase
And as it sat in our bedroom
Getting ready for spring break
Our golden retriever
Ever vigilante
Would not leave its side
Day or night
To go outside eat or drink
No
He could not risk being left behind
Thought it was summer
Going to the lake.
A lubricious lady from Kent
one night to a nightclub she went;
there, she spied a young guy
thought she'd give it a try;
turned out, given that up for Lent!
So she lingered around at the bar;
when soon entered a Jolly Jack Tar.
Hello sailor, she said,
will you take me and wed?
He shot off, in his getaway car!
Topography- embrace its meaning
Open roadways- visually gleaning
State boundaries- further we'd proceed
Connect-the-dots- we'd follow their lead
Deepened creases- a wider landscape
Artful tearing- revived with clear tape
Thumbprint dirt stained- unplanned souvenirs
Revisited- discovered frontiers
3-10-2021
You cannot stop me.
I will pour my best
to liberally
be free from problems
and taste life’s bright side.
Let me tell you…
I want to breathe
and getaway
from misery.
I want time,
happiness
and freedom.
Let me
live my
life.
A Diminished Hexaverse Contest
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
January 4, 2021