Short Gun Poems
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theyer or all races
can be in your face
to them too kill
its foot there bill
its fun
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FOOL AND A GUN
Red Ryder had a BB gun
That Playboy bunnies could outrun
Their fluffy tails
Alerted males
A Little Beaver is more fun!
Silent Night
Espressos and explosions
Gun shots
Screams
Blood ebbing towards the lifeless drain
Then
Silent Night
was a day of gun
was amusic run
we came to play
it was guitarist day
we had chesse and ham
as we
GUITAR AND MUSIC JAM
Embedded in tormented mind ,
blood clogged fields,
dangling limbs - contorted.
Whistling ammunition,
gun fire resounds.
no funny stuff
no handpuppets
or such just hold
your hands up
getting hips
closer to
touch
this
is a
stick
up
Form:
Courage whatever it is, does not come from a gun.
Do you think two people could write the exact same words at the same time?
trigger fingers flex
innocent victims crumple
questions unanswered
For the "Gun"-o-ku poetry contest sponsored by Gwendolen R.
I see them run,their voices echo like a blasting gun!All these thoughts within my head,its not
me its the spirits of the dead!
Form:
The Mid-terms are over and done
The NRA says it was fun
By Twenty-twenty
Shooters are plenty
Your mother will need her own gun
The Lone Ranger
The silver bullet
Was placed in the gun shot fired
"Hi, Ho Silver wwway!!"
12/16/17
by James Edward Lee Sr
we're iiving in time
there sick mine
theyer unkind
so don't be blind
you can have run
no doudt watch out
the
MAN AND A GUN
The out of space clowns were real
They turned humans into a heel
But they forgot one
Who had a clown gun
And turned into a wheel
Bitter hardened steel of death
Warm soft tissue fed by breath
From the breath steel comes to life
From cold steel a breathless wife
life was fun
for short run
the devil won
but its not done
he was a sun gun
no doudt
he is out like a mouse
she is in
THE LORDS HOUSE
A knife to my wrist,
A gun held high to my brain,
A noose with a chair,
So many ways to leave earth
But still not enough reasons
i dance and prance
like a sunfor gun
i had so much fun
we made a start
in our back yard
under the moon light
it was
PARTY NIGHT
It either works out
Or it doesn't
Either way things
Will be fine
Life moves on
To the final end
A last showdown
Gun fight style
scream scream people all they sang
they shoot random robber gang
it hunt though blunt pill it's head
but in gun shot all they dead.
Nothing brings a conservative and liberal
together…
—like staring down the barrel of a gun
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Gun Control
By: Tom
8/8/2019
Haiku
Politicians say,
Gun control is the answer;
God says, its man’s heart.
If language a bullet,
the pen is my gun
Its wound self inflicted,
—the verse zero-sum
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)
Hero
They carry not a gun or knife.
To save us all they serve their life.
By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison
Joints
The sound sometimes my
joints make when I walk is
often compared to a
gun going off with the help of
compressed air.
The crying kid repeats
The demand to his papa
He wants a toy
‘’A gun and knife’’
A Hollywood movie is
Still progressing at the TV.