Short High And Dry Poems
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He brought candy for his mate
But didn't take her on a date
She left him high and dry
Not even a good-bye
And found a newly snail-mate
Sol had a bowl that fell from the sky
He pulled the wool over a bull's eye
The bull could not see
The bowl was empty
In spring it kept the bull high and dry
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22 nd March 2015
Where would the South Koreans be
If the USA had left 'em high and dry by '73
And can you imagine West Germans' lives
If America had cleared out by '75
But 20 years for the Afghans was just too long
Who else think the Boomers got it wrong
Divorcing the Muse,
her property demands were high
The alimony my insight,
leaving me speechless, high and dry
Once the papers were signed,
it was the last I was to write
Visitation denied
—monthly support payments in light
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)
Are you the latest one I’ve left alone,
heart Shanghaied—no goodbye
Are you wondering why as questions loom,
the answers high and dry
Were you sure you’d be the only one,
to wade misfortune’s tide
As that fated current pulled me back
—to drift again untied
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)
I guess it wasn't meant to be, you and me. You played with my head, now all my emoitions are dead. I feel lost and afraid, what a mess you've made. I thought you would be here forever, but i guess you think your're pretty clever.
You left me high and dry. Now all i do is cry. Hope you are pretty proud of yourself, for now my heart is placed upon a shelf.
Form:
I'm on an island
marooned
a lonely castaway
beached at the waterline
launching bottles out to sea
abandoned
high and dry
my boat went down
it ran aground
but wait
what's that I see
can it be
a footprint in the sand
someone to lend a hand
my ship's come in
it's at the quay
no more sending signals
from the shore
the weekend's here
to rescue me
its so cold here since you left me high and dry
take these burdens off your chest cause god's given you wings to fly
dont know why im sittin here feeling so alone
guess it goes to show you just how much i've grown
leave me alone memory is what i want to say
cause if i forget you then you'll always be gone away
keep you in my memory never let you stray
so i dont forget you and you'll never go away
Form:
Cup of Joe
Cut to the chase
Between a rock
And a hard place
Back to square one
Piece of cake
Dime a dozen
Truth is stranger than fiction
Cold turkey
Down and out
Down for the count
Down to Earth
Drawing a blank
Easy as pie
Eat my hat
Go for broke
Truth is stranger than fiction
Hands down
Happy as a clam
Hard pill to swallow
High and dry
Head over heels
Toe to toe
Truth is stranger than fiction.
It sucks!
Quacked the duck
I wanna dance the shuffle
yet all I do is waddle
When I cha-cha cha
My beat's kinda blah-blah
Once, I did the moon-walk
It led to raucous squawks…
I’m feeling high and dry
With one thing left to try
The pals say I oughta
go waltzing on the water ~
Oh how I spin and glide
I’ve really found my stride
A smooth electric slide!
(8/11/2020: '87 Sea Ray 270 DA; Walnut Grove; 'It Sucks' contest)
Haze
July 14th, 2012
By: Sami LaRose
I'm high and dry and dying is a trend these days
In the dark days of November is
where I'm most okay
Lost in the cold without a soul, when it is okay to be alone
It's in the summer where things get funnier
I start to run away
I hide in corners and lurk in the shadows until the sun goes away
And night time is the right time to go out and get away
It's nice in the dark, the sun is too hot for someone who's always in a haze
Yesterday we
caught rainbows and
we learned
that the waters
of time
may leave
us high and dry
Does it bother
you to learn
that our cool
eyes have turned
inwards
Does it bother you
to know
that ice and steam
are opposites?
Well - dance with
me
on clouds
Kiss me as we
watch
the moons
circling the planets
This solar system is our home!
Form:
I once met an interesting fellow from Phoenix
He delighted in practical jokes and playing tricks
His favorite was loudly telling
His ex-girlfriend is proudly selling
Her voluptuous body in pornographic flicks.
Of course, the clever Phoenix guy was telling a lie
Another of his telling weird stories on the fly
The truth, he was always buying
What His ex-girlfriend was trying
To sell him, leaving him broke in Phoenix high and dry.
written June 20, 2021
Perhaps my weakness
I was a little easy to tame
Though mischeavious
That was this dame
How l was so oblivious
To her constant mind game
As if it was not so obvious
Or at the time a little lame
All seemed so meaningless
But then who l ask is to blame
When you know what devious
Was her actual name
Already on hete just wanted do small abab like othersfollow up tootjer writes high and dry ,scheaming ,web of deceit,aboit an ex who would play mind games
OOMPH NOW-HERE? OR
OOMPH NO-WHERE?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Fix the gasket
Let leaking stop;
Be high and dry
All in good time
Job said and done;
Contract anew
Words flirt
Wisdom hides;
Not much action
No one sees
Blind man cries;
Visual impact gone
Work day blues
Too much stress;
Multi-tasking ventures
Success lives here
In the zone;
Relax and worry
Too much
Too little;
Too late now
Leon Enriquez
01 July 2014
Singapore
What is the point?
To make such a big hue and cry
Check inside your heart
and see what you fried
You shall reap
what you have sowed
Nobody will do wrong
unless you have done something wrong
All blameworthy plea their innocence
only God is the witness of their virtuousness
May be their ego rule over them
behind the smoke screen they dwell in helm
O Baby, please don’t cry, do some introspection
Before time is up and repentance becomes high and dry.
He stood for hours 'neath the inviting mistletoe,
But nary a gal took notice of his miserable woe!
He smiled and made goo-goo eyes as they passed by,
But they just tittered leaving him high and dry!
He slyly pointed to the mistletoe with a silly grin,
But this didn't impress a soul, much to his chagrin!
He shifted from one foot to the other still hopin'
When to his horror he discovered that his fly was open!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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