Short Hisses Poems
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A slithering creature is the snake
He gives me such a fright
For when he coils up and hisses
I know he’s about to bite
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mozzie squadron fleets
roaring overhead in droves
dive to ear in waves
scream whining hisses so loud
that my swipes beats my brains out
yellow hero's midst
red heroins cover it
dance when air hisses
with bold eyes sky sparks
angry light admonishes
clouds' tear hisses quick
a dartmoor pony
gallops into the bracken - -
an adder hisses
traditional haiku – I don’t understand the modern haiku yet…
for Sidney’s haiku contest
The baby walking
Near with flowers in its eyes
A bloom for life's cares
Hands luring the child
While the heart hisses a kiss
Swords from the fire rise
The Devil still plumbs the abysses
But girls know his serpent just hisses
If you really care
Let Eve tell you where
She pisses she misses French kisses!
cat hisses at dog
dog retaliates growls at
the fending purring
07/14/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
sunlight dances in the lake with the fishes - the jealous snake hisses
Monoku 3: fire, earth, water and air Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
The brakes squeak
and the car hisses…..
a puncture
The spare tyre replaced
the engine revs again
the journey continues.
Bite Size Poem #31 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
What I write is gone the second it hits the page
I write with the frenzy of a wild cat in a rage
It spits and hisses and snarls at me along the way
This is how I write poetry every dashed day.
The thought of loss is loud
It bangs, clanks, hisses and rattles
Inside of your head all day
Your brain starts to crash
And you start to cry
Your heart starts to crack
And it's hard to restart.
the contortionist
thats what he is by trade
he cannot speak...he hisses
his curse you could say.
he is silent as night
twice as deadly too
he contorts around his blades
and he never has a single wound
suffocating,
sooty smoke
swirls silent,
serpentine;
coils around,
hisses above
crude contours
of blackened
smokestacks;
strangles the air,
dims morning light,
darkens ashen fog:
toxic smog.
Listen to poem:
The bluff, bump and bluster turn
to blunder asunder with hisses.
As ego deflates with a myriad of
mistakes and chaotic miss-hits,
it dismisses an over-inflated sense
of power and influence
down the off-ramp.
Simba's an ornery cat says the vet
During visits both get greatly upset
Simba grumbles and hisses
Not at me or the missus
But at the vet who ain't tamed him as yet
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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A sh**load of sparrows
Dancing on the wires
Spots on my truck
A howling of leashes
Domesticated torture
A cat hisses
A cacophony of phrases
A drumming of woodpeckers
Shouting – quiet please
Unopened flowers
A menagerie of metaphor
Optical conclusions
Brittle.
Composure is a fragile thing
That should allow my heart to sing
So why when all is hearts and kisses
Do I suspect a viper’s hisses
31 December 2018
For Julia Ward’s Explaining Sophie Contest
“Fear is a slinking cat I find beneath the lilacs of my mind”
Sophie Tunnell
little coil
shiver and shake
tiny squeeze
squeak
tah dah tah dah
anaconda arrives
need any help? she asks
python hisses a warning
constricting a bit tighter
louder squeak, then silence
dinner’s eyes pop out
python smiles
not about to
share her
lunch
anaconda
slithers away
With passions past, the fever’s broken;
Phone’s unanswered, words unspoken;
Snide asides, accusing hisses-
The sentence served for stolen kisses.
Vinegar eyes from too much wine,
I took and loved what wasn’t mine
Her night late call: “Where have you been?”
The end of the affair’s the greater sin.
Your soft, lilting lullaby
I struggle and fail to stay alert
Drooping eyelids are hard to fight
Close them, now, and sleep
"Do not wake from my spell" it whispers.
"Sleep for me, my young soul" it hisses
Dreams and nightmares become one
How I long to awaken once more
And to be free of the trickster
Form:
My love gun loaded with hugs and kisses
when I pull trigger, there won’t be misses
there is no need to hide
there is no use to stride
I got you in front of my gun’s hisses.
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June 18, 2014
Form: Limerick (10-10-6-6-10)
Fourth Place win
** Based on Love’s Labour’s Lost of Shakespeare
Crawling on five legs
The evil demon walks
His tongue flicks the air
Showering poison as he creeps.
His mission is clear in his mind
Destroy the small grove
Take out the oblivious young man
Stephen the monster hisses.
He hangs from a tree
on his fith leg
Looking down at the man
The witch sent him to kill
LITTLE PEOPLE
a rustling outside?
(just leaves in the breeze)
snickering
my shot of jack daniels
gone!
tiny burp giggle
my daughter
crying
her tea set missing
coffee spilled
cat hisses
footprints on my toast
invisible?
no
very quick!
strange -
smoke out the chimney
of her doll house
I thought it would be fine
to find an alien in the jungle
talked about it to everyone
We headed into the Amazon
I was thinking about running into a puma,
space ships, aliens, a dragon,
and possibly a Tyrannosaurus Rex
You cannot imagine how horrified I was
to find an extra large twenty-foot snake
headed my way making hisses