Short Jury Poems
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If a poet writes in a forest,
and no one is around to read it,
does it make a poem?
The jury is hung, the verdict is split.
He boldly admits it publicly.
Wry humour is his weapon of choice.
Comedian ushered directly to jail.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
jim-dandy jingoist’s jolly jargon
jeopardizes jittery Jerry’s jiffy jurisdiction.
Jubilant joyful jongleur jerks judge Jones’
judgement. jam-packed jury jeers joyfully
a jabberwocky.
What say ye? How do you plea?
I’ll be the last face you see!
No more, are you to be free.
Englyn Milwr Celtic, three line stanza, seven syllables in each line, rhyming
scheme aaa.
I come before you
In shame I witness my fall
as I come before
I come before God
for He's the only true judge
to heaven or hell
I come before man
man can only take me to
the grave, the grave, grave
2/14/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.
A jury duty summons
Yay! Whoopee!
Said no person every
I have received five in the last thirteen years.
Got my latest one yesterday.
Why me?
Why not? The jury duty goddess replies.
Timing is great.
First day I go back to work. Whoopee!
Could a love poem right wrongs
Will you erase the betrayals
Am I that forgiving of you of me
Can cupid fly an arrow despite
the bluest tears sliding down heart
Is love such a powerful potion
That infidelity can not decrease
I love you still and always will
But is that enough?
The jury’s duty is impossible.
They have to decide who is lying.
The defendant says he is innocent.
Police say he is guilty.
Defense lawyer says he was falsely accused.
Points out his ex-wife works for the lab and wants him imprisoned.
Police detectives are leaning on the DNA blood evidence.
Who is lying and how many of them? It is a quandary.
Jury duty.
I get a letter in the mail the other day.
It said I had to appear for jury duty.
I was scared that I didn't know what to do.
I called the court house to see if I could get a leave.
But, they told me to appear tomorrow at 4.
I go to court all shaking and scared.
The called my name and I said.
Which case is it.
Then i laugh because i'm the
Defendant
Form:
MY JURY
Representation of my Pierian spring,
Attorney of my indelible ink,
An old woman does not get tired
in the dance she knows best;
Life's court sent forth for my jury:
Evidence speaks louder than doubts -
When a child eat a palm fruit
his teeth shows evidence.
Pen is mightier than guns
But my ink is as costly as blood.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © May, 2020.
A room full of strangers,
not knowing one person.
A room full of strangers,
spending each day together.
A room full of strangers,
eyes look around, but no
one speaks.
A room full of strangers,
becoming comfortable with
the next.
A room full of strangers,
a glance turns to hello.
A room full of strangers,
begin to talk.
A room full of strangers,
no more.
A room full of strangers,
now a room of friends.
Form:
The day before Thanksgiving
Everybody takes it slow,
Except the ones preparing meals,
As many of us know.
So it’s the perfect day to serve
If Jury Duty calls.
I doubt if there’s a judge or lawyer
Strolling through the halls.
We would-be jurors sit for hours,
Staring at the clock,
Or read or do a puzzle
Since there’s no one in the dock.
My hope is that we’ll be dismissed,
Our civic duty done
And other folks will fill the seats
When trials will have begun.