Short Hit The Spot Poems
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I wonder if Johnny Mercer
Was a prolific rehearser
He'd hit the spot
In his songs - a lot
But when drunk he was a curser
its hit the spot
when it hot
its a taste
don't go to waste
some gets on my faces
and covers my moles
i do love
BUTTER ROLES
Let's float together
Laugh alot
Combos, nachos
Hit the spot
Other things
That feel so good
You know, I know
Understood
Visual artist Joseph Cornell
hit the spot,truth to tell
In a collage of poetic reverie
of glass boxes* you see
*https://www.royalacademy.org.uk
Jambalaya tastes so fine
With sweet plantains fried…
Serve this dish up nice and hot,
Sure to hit the spot…
Of course you’ll feel fine
Won’t you sit,
Dine!
its make you weak
for the beat
you just eat and eat
its hit the spot
when it melt hot
i love it a lot
i have a need some time pleas
to get my
STEAK AND CHEESE
Blood Clot and Boycott
Rather than crossing lines and boycott,
We did have a drink called blood clot,
And then hardened;
From jail pardoned;
After we would finish it, hit the spot.
Jim Horn
when you have i need
it s a taste indeed
that you feed
you don't think
you do wink
its not kink
to have soda water something
when your hot to hit the spot
whie you blink
the
POWER Of A DRINK
between the kisses
his zealous moist lips missed mine
philtrum hit the spot
a passion trigger unearth
new conduit of love explored
*Missy Nikko's body part
of choice, "Philtrum"
12/04/2011
Underneath, you above,
Hold me close,like a glove,
You whisper my name,"yes love",
Meant to be,white doves....
You lean forward, I lean back,
You pull my jeans,I lift your top,
You bite your lips,I hit the spot,
We tremble like leaves,and then collapse...
I ate a piece of chocolate;
It was dark and hit the spot,
So I savored it quite slowly
And enjoyed it quite a lot.
There are some who splurge in secret,
Sneaking sweets in utter stealth,
But I eat my chocolate proudly
‘Cause it’s helpful to my health!
In the auction of love my heart is the star lot
The gavel will go down as Cupid’s arrow hit the spot
I fall on bended knee and offer you a diamond ring
Please accept it my beautiful Queen, and I’ll be your King
Contest: Bid on my love
Sponsor: Tammy Reams
11~27~15
This poem sure hits home with me;
To write, it took some time.
It proves again as you can see,
That the best ones always rhyme.
Gene Lakin,
My Next Door Neighbor
Like a good beer, it hit the spot
Outside when it had been hot
In my mind together things are meshing
And write this poem which is refreshing.
Jim Horn
My Response to Gene
when I go to sleep, I dream about you
when I close my eyes, I visualize you
when I look at you, I smell the sense of an approachable person
when we kiss, I feel potent
when we lock eyes, the feeling feels irrisistable
when I daze, you're the one I think about
some call it chemistry
others not
I know that its's love,
Ane will always hit the spot!
-Raeanna .H.
A LITTLE BIT ABOUT ME
I wake up in the morning – the thing that I do first
Is hurry to the bathroom – for fear my bladder will burst
Then I scrub in like a surgeon – and head for the coffee pot
Hoping that first cup of java – will truly hit the spot
By 8:00 I'm ready for my first nap of the day – and the bed seems so inviting
But rejoining my bride for a little love play – somehow is more exciting
A single glass of wine could mean
A peaceful sleep; a peaceful dream
New wine for seniors, I kid you knot
Will offer more; will hit the spot
While Pinot Blanc & Pinot Noirs
And Pinot Grigio are the stars
This newly developed hybrid grape
Is an anti-diuretic taking shape
It’s expected to finally reduce the number
Of bathroom trips that hinder slumber
This new wine soon at dealer’s door
Will simply be named Pinot More
Mdailey 10/14/11
Horn Haiku Is All Great Horn Haiku
About my poem thought
If happens not to be hot
Sure won't hit the spot.
You will have to think
About this for a long while
Sure done in Horn style.
What may be the norm
They have for a haiku form
Mine could cause a storm.
Set the record straight
What I have heard as of late
Horn haiku (is) are great.
(Take your pick.)
James Interesting Easy Digesting Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
A poem has eyes that open and close like windows,
or gills on an airborne fish.
A poem has waves that rise and crash and go back
taking our sand
like grains of time
that transform into deep receding shore
longing, looking, naked
needing more than what it had
that was taken by chance and nature
or not?
A poem must hit the spot
and leave us sound and sore—
closing ears to slamming doors.
June 5, 2016
for That's Why I Love Contest
I did a little reading,
scanned the poetry of others bleeding;
okay, I did a lot
many hit the spot,
You know the one with hope
where everything you wrote
is not near as good as those you read
not even the random thought in your head;
a smile, a laugh, a gathering of tears
took me back in time to better years
that spoke the words poetic
written on the page to bloom rejected
then finally some inspiration
not a moment too soon.
Summer was here I enjoyed it not
Heat and humidity did not hit the spot
Spring now a different thing_in spring_love
Slightly warm days flashing of color, Dove
Blooms from bulbs_so many shades of green
Upon the trees_renewal of all seen
Fall is almost here banishing summer
Shorter days_cooler nights_welcome color
When winter comes blowing fall asunder
Barren trees_cold days even nights colder
Then the memory of the flavored kiss
Rose flavored kiss under the rose trellis