Short Hogwash Poems

Short Hogwash Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hogwash by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hogwash by length and keyword.


Hogwash

Hogwash

That man 

Didn't have a single

Enemy

In this entire world 

Apart from 

Maybe perhaps 

Himself


Premium Member hogwash

hogwash
that’s baloney
I don’t believe you

hogwash
kitchen slop for pigs
trash

hogwash
cheap liquor
inferior writing

one word
variety of meanings

Bunkum

Baloney, bumfuzzle, fiddledeedee
Taradiddle, gardyloo, snickersnee
Gobbledygook, gardyloo, tickle me,
Hullabaloo, cattywampus hogwash hoo-ha
Claptrap, collywobbles ballyhoo brouhaha!



~A Brian Strand 4 or 5 line contest.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member My Contst Pom

My Contst Pom

‘Josh Kibosh’ who has only small-scale splash cash
looks for a young woman’s copious plash stash
when his hogwash commands dosh
Josh’s gluttonous slosh habits turn posh
so Madam transforms flash in his pan into pulp-mash

08th October 2016
Form: Limerick

Red Sky

I've heard, “Red skies at morning,
Sailors take warning," - hogwash.
My words to rising red skies
YOU threaten MY day?

Your spell does not block my hope,
you are not a weatherman,
you wait and see, Mr. Sky, 
clear, blue skies by noon.

written June 20, 2013
contest:  A DoDo kind of day by Francine Roberts
Form: Dodoitsu


Premium Member Infidelity

an
act of
betrayal;
simple as that.
to dismiss it as
a "mistake" is hogwash. 
whoever cheats on a spouse
understands the consequences. 
it's a clear warning sign to exit.
cheaters are often repeat offenders.




Date written: 12/28/2021
Form: Etheree

Sticks And Stones

Hate me slate me or berate me call me names it's all the same I don't care to my mind it's no more than hogwash simply put just hot air the proclivities of others I don't judge and their predilections I won't begrudge I live and let live as I too do have mine but tresspass on my territory there's where I draw the line tho' non-violent step on my toes and believe you will receive a black eye or bloody nose
Form: Rhyme

Window of Moments Past

Every day I find myself looking through my window
Like a pathway into my whole life
I can see every sweep, every hogwash moment

Now I am like the final viewer
All these years I have been growing up not know of now
Until now, which came to swiftly

Moments of the past; of the future
all coincide with these young thoughts
which so abruptly stop my mind

Life, which was once a gift to me
Once again posses me to be it's humble prisoner
and again I see that this is all it can be

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