Short Ilk Poems

senryu provides
with wit or irony some
ilk of food for thought....

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The cow is of the bovine ilk.  
One end is moo; 
the other, methane and milk.  


*His original: 'The cow is of the bovine ilk.  
One end is moo, the other milk.'...

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Halloween cats are a-sneaking
From behind Jack O'Lanterns a-peeking
High tails twining in the moonlight
They think they are a fright
Drinking with the wrong ghostly ilk
Too much catnip in their milk...

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Those who would burn a Talmud
    Bible or Koran
  are of the ilk of
    the 'wiseman'

  who says 'Religion is fine
    as long as it's mine
  and those who disagree
    are no better than swine...

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DIET  OF  POETRY


A Limerick man who ate jam with his ham
And his oats soaked in Irish goat’s milk,
Who had cream with his bream
And drank ale with his quail,
Went vegan,  with beans and greens of that ilk....

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Sully loves the classic chicken roasts 
‘A perfect dozen a day’, he boasts 
Meenie loves milk 
Foods of that ilk 
‘Cat is lesser animal’, he posts 


Sully/Sullivan= my pet ghost who lives in a rain tree 
Meenie=my pet female cat...

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(Dedicated to Judith Sheindlin)

Beauty, often, wrongly makes Assumption
That Morality, Kindness to Others, Smartness
Is not for its Gorgeous Ilk 
And everything exists - just for her asking;
But Beauty fades and Dumbness is forever....

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the secret scent of violets-
wild woodland walks,sweet wonderment
the rose of beauty,so fragrant-
yet borne upon a thorn,deliquent
clematis,pansy and their ilk-
clothe summer gardens,natural silk


inpired by Christina Rossetti's Lilies of the field...

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On his annual flight about the earth,

   Santa continues to expand his girth!

      'Tis due to cookies and milk,

         And other treats of that ilk,

            That he samples from Botswana to Perth!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved...

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Wishful Watching

Voluptuous, soft curves, peek-a-boo with fine silk, “Come hither,” I hear.
An old woman observed me as undignified ilk, “It’s only a mannequin, dear.”






Written on November 28, 2021


Submitting in the FUNNIEST COUPLET EVER CONTEST 
Sponsored by: L. Milton Hankins...

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the End Times Approaches

why do I feel
the end times are approaching
with each passing day
the news gets worst

the hatred grows
the fear grows
the end of time 
comes closer to our door

and I fear
the growing power
of the fascists
and their ilk

and I fear
that the world 
is ending  soon...

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M-ilk shake you sip
O-pens Saturday with delight; 
N-ew dawn has broken, 
A-fter the long cold night.

M-ilk shake you sip
O-bliterates the intense heat; 
N-o more scorching sun, 
C-herish the coolness from head to feet.
A-llow the pain to fade, 
D-enying your heartache; 
A-im to stay composed, as you sip a milk shake....

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Moist it becomes when boiled;

Mustard colored when it's 

Mixed with cheddar cheese and

Milk, this much loved dish is

Marvelous! Kids beg for

Mac and Cheese because it

Makes their taste buds happy!


April 20, 2017  for Kim Merryman's Pleiades M Poetry Contest

Note: one of my favorite comfort foods!...

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Meenie was clamoring against higher prices of milk
                         My Sullivan hit a clinker he was not of that ilk
                                        Sullivan screeched a lot
                                        My Meenie shot her bolt
                        And both in revolt ate turnips artichokes and silk




Meenie= my pet female cat
Sullivan=my pet simian ghost...

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Outcast amidst the favored few
walk in shadows, still in view 
downcast in face, cast down in place
abysmal human's lost his race

Denied to sup the once shared milk,
no care nor kindness for his ilk
emptied fullness, fully void
life once built is now destroyed

Bows and scrapes for charity,
no one cares and no one sees
a living death, lives a Pariah
oh specter, where is your Messiah?...

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Why a 'needle' in a haystack
  What's it doing there
And 'a stitch in time 'saves nine' ~
  If nine more stitches, who cares

And who ever cries over 'spilled milk'
  I'm certainly not of that ilk
If 'a penny' saved were a MILLION earned
  Then perhaps I'd dress in silk

All I'm saying here, my friends
  Is it might be wise to analyze
Why we say, 'Want fries with that'
  ~ Why risk eating your hat...

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On a walk in the ‘burbs
I was startled to see
Two squirrels at work
In a way new to me.

Each was clenching, with teeth, 
Something plastic and weird
(For a squirrel, at least,
That is how it appeared.)

One raced with a container
That used to hold milk
And the other’s held mustard
Or food of that ilk.

So my question is what
Were they planning to do 
With containers like that?
Oh, how I wish I knew!...

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Commander-In-Chief Obama, you need to call steady air strikes until you have blown ISIS TERRORIST GENOCIDE KILLERS off the face of this earth! They are even beheading little children who will not convert to Islam Jihad! No one on this earth is safe as long as they and other terrorists of their ilk exist. They say they will hang their flag in the White House, it's time to take care of business
NOW! NOT LATER! :(((...

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Range
    Of hues,
    Silk petals 
    Emanate sweet
    Scent

   Blooms
   Leap out
   On branches
   Opulence in 
   May


 
   Skies
   Promise
   Rain showers
   Infers thunder's
   Noise,
   Grass
  Remains
  All soaked in
  Intense rainfall
  Now

  3-16-19...

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Honeysuckle blooms and between my teeth, I tease it
like nipples on a lover's chest, so sweet though milk
is long gone. Salt and sweet the breast, my tongue flits
amongst love's sweat. Her skin fluid as Chinese silk.  
Her juices flow; the ripest mango slit submits   
as tears fill the hollow of her throat. None are her ilk,
but I, Mars, know She who has rises from the foam. 
Worship her who causes worlds to writhe and moan....

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A rose, another name for a rose, 
sublimely gifted artist, honest, 
time-worn, blithely unseen season grows. 

Me, who is more than mother dearest? 

Meager cutting from bouquet I chose; 
religious, tattered and quite modest 
as an innocent child blindly goes. 

Changing poet of verse and of prose.
Rose, I chose, ilk sounds in the forest. 
A rhythmic mundane poetic pose.

Me, who is more than mother dearest?

2/10/2019...

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Comedians often make us laugh,
Oh! Some of the things they say.
Merry are their amusements,
In every sort of way.
Comediennes have that special appeal;
Of similar ilk to the comedian.
Much is of frivolity you know;
In 'turns' each others jokes they steal.
Charity of each is rarely seen,
Often as not on the television screen.
Minced words are their bread and butter.
It really doesn't matter for that
Comic Relief that splits the spleen....

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This haunted man - a prisoner,
his bitter mix beneath the tongue,
tastes the outer, tastes the inner,

and gasps for breath with broken lung.
The ilk of those who should be free,
who limit more than most among

the ball and chain, the tyranny.
In all he sees, a parable
to loose the soul, to disagree.

His acre lots, though arable,
such fertile grounds yet long the plow,
both beautiful, and terrible,

was tortured then, is tortured now....

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I could say she’s very lovely
Her complexion as smooth as silk
There’s no doubt in its verity
but she’s of a different ilk.
No words can express her beauty
To try would be a futile whim
The words would be a blaspheme-
To parrot them would be a sin.
Frenchmen would say vous êtes beau
A hackneyed phrase she heard before;
Italians, siete bello
Same old phrase from a different shore.
The fact is, her” beauty is truth”-
An ephemeral time of youth....

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The truth in a poem found, 
A poet of the same ilk, that's sound.
It seems though that words are not enough, 
We need to get out there and do some stuff.
Show folk what their missing, 
Nature all around them wishing. 
That we humans would implement the solution,
To fix the climate, stop pollution!

Inspired by Eve Roper's poem, 'Nature's Lesson to Humanity' check it out!

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/natures_lesson_to_humanity_951369...

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