Short Got Off Poems
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he came our way
had a lot to say
he got off the plane
the crown was insane
he move here and there
and around
THE
LORDS MAN IS IN TOWN
i got off from work
but was alert
by the windor pane
it was insane
how it rain rain
the wind tore thing apart
it was yesterday
its
RAIN HARD
forgive but don't forget
there tho in our dedt
life goes on
be strong
you belong
we got here at last
so stop got off the old
block
stop
LIVING IN THE PASS
Form:
We been down
Got off the ground
It anuther sound
Have to reload
Still after gold
The to lead or bold
Getting by mail. Or poll
Go. Vote
This. Freedom
Journey to Hope
Repugnant Rich worked in a drainage ditch
Smelling of sewer water, he developed a twitch
Detestable conditions for a graduate of M.U.
But he made a fortune and got off at two.
we have had down fall
got off the wall
now is our time
to shine
some will be unkind
kept this in mind
for every boy and girls
we can't go back
now
SHOW THE WORLD
WHAT LIKE BEING BLACK
We got off to a rocky start.
With words uncalled for, blunt and tart,
each often pierced the other’s heart
and forged a deep scar.
Though time brought more compliant ways
and nicer words, some said, “Their days
are numbered. Peace is just a phase!”
And yet here we are.
Mrs. Muffet sat on her tuffet
And complained it was too small
The spider beside her lauged and said
"You're just wider, that's all"
So Mrs. Muffet got off her tuffet
And knocked that spider off the wall
Then she got a bigger tuffet,
A new box of Twinkies
And promptly ate them all
I didn't know where I was going
but I know where I'd be
adventure lies a head
and in a world I could only see
the train I got on
I rode alone
It sent me to places only I could dream
things were perfect that's the way that it seemed
if i got off then no one would care
so just a few more adventures and I'd be there
We got off the plane in Malta after our flight
Reached the arrivals hall and to our delight...
there to greet us with a hug and a smile
Paul Callus, his wife and his lovely grand daughter Valentina
THANK YOU PAUL - YOU MADE MY HOLIDAY COMPLETE BEFORE IT HAS EVEN BEGUN!!!!
Written in my hotel room in Sliema Malta
27th October 2015
Before the world was
made to suffer for
the mismanagement
of people’s assets
by corrupt bankers
there were small groups
of wise men who
simply looked and
foresaw the truth.
They got rich
We got screwed
Banks got off
The Big
Short of
It!
Written Jan. 2016 for the Favorite Movie Contest
of Nayda Ivette Negron
I did not recognize my neighbor Todd.
He was wearing thick white make up
And an outfit that looked like a stuffed dress with a tale.
He did not look like he wanted to be noticed, so I pretended I did not know him
As I got off he said “Aren’t you going to say hello?”
Re-teaching me a lesson I should know
never think you can read somebody’s mind.
Porphyria got off easy
If she truly loved
To remain would be
Self inflicted agony
Hell
Because he will leave you
Walk away and leave you
Child
And spin you around so
In the night so
That in the end
Half of you will want
Though the other half
Will die
Better to be whole dead
In his hands
Then half so without
Him
Porphyria got off easy
Sometimes the suffering
seems extreme,
for the crime we often
do not know...yet
sensing a wrong
in the core
of our being--
Sometimes we know
we got off easy,
for the wrong
did not deserve
our freeing--
Between such oscillation
lenience then consternation
On one “Sometimes”
should all agree:
Between every two
introspections
at the least
there should be three.
Gorgeous hula girls began throwing leis our way
The second we got off Plane Honolulu that day
We found these exquisite creatures every where
Dancing in celebration that we were there
Do you think they are all related? Asked my man
I could see he was truly an appreciative fan
A lei is a symbol offering friendship, love, a greeting
We saw beautiful hula dancers everywhere, even if fleeting
1: If love is a game we need a referee
2: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways! Um…
3: I loved her to death but got off on a technicality
4: Star-crossed lovers occasionally get crossed up and can get rather cross about it too
5: She stole my heart and REFUSED to return it so now I'm a heartless person
6: So I begged her to please have a heart and she said, “I already got TWO you idiot!”
Dancing dots that you can't see
Dance messages of love from me
And when I finish I hit send
Then when they reach you on your end
You'll know that I just thought of you
Even though I always do
A moment taken to be still
And write my thoughts of you at will
If every thought got off my chest
These dancing dots would never rest
So maybe it's really for the best
When you can't see each dot expressed
"Yellow is a bright and fun color to enjoy." By Poet
Yellow is my husband's favorite color,
my fun surprise was going to cost more than a dollar.
We were dating and he was coming to see me,
I was dressing in all yellow looking like a big bee.
When he got off the airplane,
he said - you look breathless not like a plain Jane.
I knew I was not going to flee,
as he got down on one knee.
you fade away: don't call or text
a friendship of convenience
what works for you
not planned with me
just another wait and see
I got off at the last stop
didn't come unglued or blow my top
just slipped away into your past
you'll see the signs if you look back
don't worry 'bout me, I'll be fine
just like every other time
you can't mend this time what's broke
I thought you cared--a foolish joke
There was a wheel that squeaked
Not a sound in the world like it
My senses were surely peaked
Drove me crazy, gave me a fit
The air in the tires leaked
No piece of it worked, not a bit
The whole bike when moved creaked
I could do nothing but come sit
Sound of the wheel sure freaked
So I got off my bike and quit
Entrant into Suzette Crous's "A GROOK FOR ALL OCCASIONS" contest
3/2/2013
a giant genuine gargoyle greets you said the gothic cathedral host.
as if this terrifying statue of scariness is a good thing of which to boast.
the kindergarteners were screaming as they got off the tour bus.
it took weeks for us to simmer them down, me and my teacher pal Gus.
never again we told the principal, we will not take anyone five.
they were frightened to death, thinking they might not leave alive.
This is know departure
But a posture
Distance journeys on without me
Aloof I stand to watch
The railing speed of time
My Heart, tells it all
All grown now
Though gone for just a while
Here, just a departing distance apart
'Move on!' 'Move on!'
For me to cross
Cross to my heart
My daughter
She stands in waiting
Yes, those are Her feet
I just got off the pacing train
Annabell I see, to dearly hug
©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah
I got off the last crazy train five minutes ago.
now I'm walking up this stairway to heaven with the sweet chil o' mine
that sings a bohemian rhapsody while I'm knocking on heavens door.
Now its late, and hotel california its 35 miles away.
I saw a sing along the road and it read:
Welcome to the jungle "where smells like teen spirit day and night"
Thunderstruck as I walked,I didn't care.
I was bad to the bone.
Crow had been wanting to get out her umbrella someday.
Today was the day, for the rain came hard from far away.
She was loving her umbrella with red apples so pretty.
She stopped by a bus stop to say something witty.
Commuters got on and commuters got off.
She stood at that stop, while some of them scoffed.
She wanted them to notice her fuchsia boots too.
No one gave her a compliment, so after a bit, she flew.
I went for a bike ride,
And I met a pretty girl.
She was on foot,
And I noticed her hair in curls.
I got off my bike and walked it,
And together we did chat...
I forgot about my freedom,
And wind blowing on my hat.
We talked about silly things,
All now but gone to past;
Along with my nice bicycle,
That I lent out too fast.
Now I'm the one that goes by stride,
As I no longer have my ride!
3-September-2021