Short Ill Luck Poems
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There was a pretty child blessed with carers
Boundless joy encircled home and their dears
Ill-luck dogged them, their lives
The spirit of child soared high
Heart-rending scenes moved the dears and the nears !!
Miracle dinner
Benny had gambled away his last buck
Hungry and couldn't believe his ill luck
He fell down and prayed
His neighbour's bird strayed
For dinner, he had a dish of roast duck!
July 2, 2017
You poor Imprisoned
Butterfly
Why do you in your
misery lie
Burying your head in
your cocoon to cry
After one hit of ill-luck,
deciding to die
When you to this mad-
ness, can say goodbye
If you just Spread your
Wings to the sky
When things grace us,
Our faith and resilience soar.
We feel stronger and worry about nothing.
When hit by ill-luck,
Our actions shrink up.
We trudge with faintness and falter.
Things may take divergent paths.
Receive them with the same verve.
Stand sturdily and accept.
Whenever he reads a satire
even when not hit on head
his whiskers rise up
and lips tremble with rage
When misfortune visits opponent
he celebrates and bangs chest
wanting to call fire
to come down to finish
work started by ill luck
This is darkness of heart
shaped in actions
of the great but blind
Tut, the Sklent Age!
where fire of faith?
the cursed, do ache!
no need more hate.
No sip of remnant,
my bread like sweat,
as ill luck eminent,
has salty bet.
Go cap in hand to it,
bend down an’ down,
into the deep a slip…
attain renown?
No dark! be bright! –
break in forever,
by chance ignite,
extinguish never!
Hear the hated song
Think things will go wrong
Cannot relax, on edge, scared
Expecting illness
My fate seems hopeless
Sweating like a creature snared
Play the remedy
Callas works for me
Relax, unwind, heave a sigh
Play again for luck
Lets me off the hook
Smile and wave ill luck bye bye
Jack Horne for Nette's Aloutte your Cleansing Ritual
Started on a happy note that foggy cold December day
School being closed, for adventure, our spirits craved
After breakfast, with my cousins, I joyfully set out to play
Catching fish was our pastime, ill luck we always braved
That day, into the pond I fell, but by a stranger, miraculously saved
Dec.7.2022
A December Memento Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Andrea Dietrich
Mark gave his honest Instance
Of the very circumstance
In which men kept their distance
From Next-Door Neighbor Constance
Anchoring it in Mischance,
All Adams to take no chance,
As An Embittered Constance
Had thrice shot three from near distance,
Their mouths gaping in Askance,
Even as their hit bodies did a funny dance …
You mark All Adams, An Embittered Constance
After ill-luck in near distance
Is something to mourn like mischance!
black clouds in the blue
started raining cats and dogs
submerging the roads
A man was walking in rain queerly.
Mocking at running men unfairly
An umbrella he had.
But ill-luck made him sad.
Wind upturned it; he was drenched merely.
fate does strange twists; no remedies for; one should stop giving oneself airs.
Charlie Hai-Lim-Ku Poetry Contest
Monoku poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Charles Messina
Date:31-01-2021.
Placed : 2nd