Short Hooky Poems

Cozy beach picnic
balancing work with hooky,
zen by the seaside....

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Cold water music
pond nymphs skate soft chord ripples
fireflys flash dance
lily pad tables for two
Catfish play hooky from school...

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A clever cookie and a good looky,
But certainly not a poetry rooky,
She always enjoys writing some,
Then stretching out in the Philippine sun,
Let's hope she never plays hooky....

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My wife decided to go to a strip club with me,
to prove to me that she is fun and carefree,
and I must say in all honesty,
it was like bringing the principal along on the day you play hooky....

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The Hooky, Cookie, Rookie
Dr. James E. Martin
©January, 2014

They say his nick-name is “Cookie.”
From school he’d often play hooky.
He was no fool,
Was actually quite cool,
It is evident he was no rookie....

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Three mischievous boys played hooky from school
Big eyed Red, Ted, and Fred thought they were cool
Until frozen with fright
Their scared faces turned white
Before they were gobbled up by a ghoul
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I wish I were a swimming skate
I’d swim in schools; that would be great!
I would sit in class
Between shark and bass
Then play hooky and take debate

May 3, 2018

For Viv Wigley’s  “I wish I was a . . .”  Contest...

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Books stacked in the floorboards,
her breath on polished glass

Together you would drive,
skipping yet another class

Playing hooky in a hand-me-down,
if only it could last

The memory of her fades each day,
like long neglected brass

Thank the Lord for that car,
& pray you don’t forget her laugh...

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secrets

some days
sunlight ricochets                             
plays hooky in the heavens
hides among the clouds

some nights
moonlight meanders
basking in cool soothing air
hiding in plain sight

sometimes
sunlight and moonlight
hang out on the horizon
hugging each other


John G. Lawless
8/15/2016...

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Today decided to
Play hooky from 
All responsibility
Took a mental health 
Day away from the hubbub
Of the societal rat race
Took time out to set back 
And take a lode off my tired feet
Took a day out of the busy week to 
Take a step aside along the road 
To stop and smell the flowers
That we often take for granted...

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Shivering at the winter of the world,
damaged yet seeking
loves brave endurance,
his cold hands clutched tightly the worn,
familiar black cloak of despair,
and pulled it tighter about his wrinkled neck,
closing his wine dark eyes,
to erase the vision of her face,
his laughter roared through the terror
of playing hooky with the graveyard....

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Homeschooling myself. Unknown to you at the time. Sister playing hooky from school.
School she dreads. Both of us hide by staying home and shock one another, facing 
one another as sisters, underneath the bed.
We quietly snicker. Faces guarded like Lurch while you were shaking your bum, 
showing your god side singing your favorite religious records, dealing with church....

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Cows cuss under their breath during these winters
Being under a blanket is not warm if made of snow
Fish get expelled from their school playing hooky
Never learning to avoid nibbling on those jiggers
Forests are full of trees with being first issues
Worshiping the sun and boasting with their colors
Fire is always the brightest student in the class
Until water pours over to fizzle out their candle...

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Got my first bike at nine, its color was red, 
fell off nine times and bled from my legs, 
ma covered my scratches and cuts with nine bandages,
barely nine, I drove my dad's car and crashed,
nine kisses and hugs I gave to beautiful Lucy, 
got whipped more than nine times for playing hooky,  
nine stitches on my head for jumping a fence, 
I had nine glasses of cold milk for breakfast...
nine times I burped and made my classmates laugh!...

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The Love of My Dad



When I was a child, you combed my hair for school

I never played hooky, because that was your rule

You helped with my homework

Math was a trial

But you stuck with me, because I am your child

You never gave up, no matter how long it took

You taught me to clean, and also to cook

You’re my dad and I am so proud

I love you, and I say it out loud






							Adrienne 
LaCont’e Gresham...

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What you really think I'm going back there
What you really think I act back
Well I hope you ain't seen my past then 
Front pages I got em in stacks man
I was the bad man
I was the dope runner 
I was the cooker man
I was selling cookies and drowning rookies
And everything thing I found man 
I was playing hooky since the 6th grade
With 2 girlfriends one on each hand man 
I'm just the sand man
I'm just the mothaa you can't stand here...

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