Short Gropes Poems
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Larry and Harry spend nights at a bar
Neither have a job or even a car
Drunken Larry burps freely
Harry gropes touchy/feely
That these two are unmarried is bizarre
*Written May 24 for Catie's contest
Categories:
gropes, humor, men,
Form:
Limerick
The man lives in a fishbowl
that's always patroled
A high intensity microscope
where in darkness he gropes
Every word always weighed
by the left and the right
If Superman were President ~
Nah, he'd rather take kryptonite
Categories:
gropes, house, life,
Form:
Rhyme
(aka "S uperior Trump University Diplomacy)
Donald Trump told the Pope he had hopes
Of teaching troubled priests handy gropes
But the Pope said his need
Was for priests blessed with greed
Perhaps Donny could show them the ropes?
Categories:
gropes, political, religion,
Form:
Limerick
Siphoned light gropes passengers
Hopeful for luminescent hearts,
Arching underneath bombazine drapes
Dusted with passionate legacies
Of original sin and the primogeniture son,
Wicked for nighttime plots savouring
Spicy love, exponential in a vivid darkness.
Categories:
gropes, love, mystery, passion,
Form:
Acrostic
Grief gropes
Poise pokes
Rude ropes
Stress strokes
Love lost
Night knots
Crude cost
Trips thought
Sad say
Prompts pace
Plush pay
Trims trace
Move mind
Face fear
Keep kind
Choose cheer
Prime pact
Stay strong
Apt act
Lifts long
Leon Enriquez
29 December 2018
Singapore
Categories:
gropes, change,
Form:
Quatrain
A step ahead
A step behind
The motion foreign
The distance blind
To look then forward
While looking back
The moment flounders
The line goes slack
The past—the future
Regret and hope
A sun now darkened
Your shadow gropes
A step ahead
A step behind
That missing link
—still yours to find
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2015)
Categories:
gropes, time,
Form:
Rhyme
Granny’s words like a blue bell ring true
How you get him is how you’ll loose him too
Playing with words phone sex as clarinet cool
When the reed becomes dull what will you do
When the instruments become familiar ground
Will pink passion be still fashion of solid ground
Are your high hopes and gropes like rope
Enough room to breathe enough room to choke
Categories:
gropes, art, poetry,
Form:
Couplet
She spends
no end
of hours
choosing
new shoes
and skirts.
She’s svelte.
Her ‘friends’
all send
flowers
and rings
and booze.
Her flirts
would melt
the pope’s
blasé.
She’s out
each night
till two.
When she
appears
she gropes
her way
(same route)
(she’s tight)
straight through
to ‘free’
my beers.
Categories:
gropes, mother,
Form:
Rhyme
Just a little more this
Just a little less that
Is just a little or a lot
Is it just or just not
I just ask wah wah
And just want blah blah
Just need that ta da
And just give me ooh la la
Just make it stay
Just take it away
Just make it stop
Just come out on top
Just is not equal or kind
Justice gropes with the blind
And I just wish upon a star
That I’m not adjusted too far
Categories:
gropes, giggle, poetry, words, writing,
Form:
I do not know?
On the hood of my car
Shadows tip toe in secret
As the captive audience
Sultry sweat beads
Choke a slender neck
And passion gropes
At anticipation
The dent of the hood
Snickers at it's birth
Hot skin slides along
The silver paint that
Glistens with wetness
Darkness curtains your
Face but desire lights
Your eyes and burns
An image in my head
That has me spellbound
On the hood of my car
Categories:
gropes, passion
Form:
Free verse
Red is rising misty veil from the cliffs,
red is sun unfolding –
looking through the gale,
radiant look withholding.
Land of spires, flowery valleys,
reddish rising beams.
Longwise piney alleys,
rushed are streams.
Pearled blossoms leaves,
life that gropes with sun meant,
to burst its sheaths,
flourish meadows’ scent.
Rocks with flowers girt,
sun-flooded scree,
birds in chirp
and their singing glee.
Categories:
gropes, nature,
Form:
Verse
Oh, dark whispers in my ear
Alarming words, brushed with fear
Directions for a gloomy turn
For clouded thought, for hope to burn
I hear dark whispers jeer and taunt
As judgment gropes in feeble haunt
A recipe for consequence
Of shadowed troubled dominance
I must dispel these grains of doubt
And silence them in verbal drought
To seek the light of certain tide
No more dark whispers to deride
Categories:
gropes, anxiety, fear, trust,
Form:
Couplet
There is a stain
unscathed by time
where elders' hands
were left behind
with scars of gropes
and breach of trust
upon dear Innocence
guilt was thrust
The pattern was set
The victim was made
But wisdom grew
with love and age
New Innocence
climbed arduously out
from underneath the shade
by reclaiming the self
the essence he stole
the nightmares she finally stayed
long at last
to awaken whole
Innocence smiled
warmed by the light of this day.
Categories:
gropes, abuse, growth,
Form:
Free verse
He pulls himself to the frame,
And lets his instincts take control.
He then takes a few steps back,
And attacks the canvas from his soul.
He blends the colors smoothly,
With his fingers and the brush.
He’s unhurried as he paints;
He never gets in a rush.
He adjusts the frame gently,
And from his heart, he gropes.
He lets his genius take over with,
A collaboration of brushstrokes.
__________________________________
For Abe Lopez an Artist, Poet, and Friend.
Categories:
gropes, art
Form:
Ekphrasis