Short Kick It Poems
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Field goal will win game
Will he kick it twixt posts?
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Bad love
forgiveness ask,
then move on,
catch another lover,
dwell on past
kick it up the rissole, fast,
new romance is upon ya.....
thanks Russell....
Don Johnson
What... Was I thinking -- again... Dangerous habit... Got to kick it soon...
September 21, 2023
What Was I Thinking' contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
Mottled grey knitted top
Little pink mini-skirt
Kick off your heels
We kick it off
Warm breath on my chest
My arm is dead
Kiss on your hair
I kiss it on
Fluttered lash and morning smile
Kiss off and kick on
Into the mottled grey day
Not caring leads to more not caring
and leads to even less caring.
It’s a slippery downhill slope
that gets you nowhere fast.
So get a grip. Stand tall.
Kick it up a notch
and quickly veer off that
self-destructive ramp.
AP: 1st place 2025
I light the lamp burning it
complaining it does not
I leave it hungry, does not talk
kick it but no voice from it
whatever I do to it
obedience and service it gives
Is it blindly loyal to me?
Is it foolishness of the lamp?
or is it its natural humility?
Hoi Polloi: Kick it Up a Notch!
You must do more
or your grades wont get
the needed score
don't you see
what could be in store?
Now, get your degree;
make sure you don't flop
or you could wind up pushing the mop!
McCuen Copyright October 2008
im hurting so bad inside im falling apart its getting hard to hide dont feel right anymore since u died. What am i suppose to do when i dont want nothing in this world but you and that cant ever come true :( i cant explain how i feel i just wish i could kick it with u still. i always loved you and i always will
God, am I going to be a super woman?
I think you make me to be one
It’s the greatest feeling God
And I thank you
I can do all things
Yeyy
I feel I can go forever
Non stop
And still have the energy to kick it
Gosh, God
Your source of power is awesome
Incredibly out of this world
Yes, God - you did it
And an amazing job it is
I'm being followed by an apple
I feel like I've been picked
I wonder if it rolls on by
I'll have a bushel wit
I try to say it isn't me
who sees it as it falls
For me; I'm certain love is me
and gravity can't call
So on I go remembering when
I saw it light the way
And say this apple isn't me
and kick it where it lay
Christopher Cricket
Lived out in a thicket
With his musical family
They slept by day
Each night they would play
At the Firefly Jamboree
A chorus of frogs
Encamped in the bogs
Would always accompany them
No need for a ticket
just come out and "kick it"
They will happily, welcome you in.
Daniel Turner
2/21/23
Return to the nest and dream of grand scenarios
Exist in conjured moments where we can be closer or further divided
Anything but this middle ground latency
A purgatory of judgement
You cut off all future plans
Severed aspersions roll off the block
And stop at my feet
Look up at me with wild uncertainty
Kick it back to the nest and dream of grand scenarios
Super-cala its a Gala-Day
I will dress up in a special way
Take you dancin' like a Barbie doll
adorned in heals stabbin' six feet tall !
Tall and beautiful with eyes like scotch
doll- dance with me, take it up a notch.
Way too much fun to give it up Shirl,
days of yore are here, kick it up girl !
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
Don't be chicken
Let's get kickin'
Don't be chicken
Let's get kickin'
we'll kick it over here
And kick it over there
We'll kick it everywhere..
People stop and stare
We still kick it
We don't care..
Don't be chicken
Let's get kickin'..
There is laughter everywhere
And music in the air
Come on everybody
Let's join hands so
We can share..
Don't be chicken
Let's get kickin'.
06/22/12
D
One day as I was walking
down the road so fair
I spotted a rock
just laying there.
What is one to do
in a moment like this
kick it of course, but
pleased don't miss.
So far the rock travels
until someone else comes along
sees the rock laying there
they pick it up, and sing a song,
they carry the rock a long ways
with a flip and a toss
into the pond goes the rock,
walking down this road, now they're lost.
She cried,
She's sorry,
I cried,
You left.
The nerve.
You can come back,
You can stay,
We can stay together.
She said she'll never do it again,
She cried and held me,
You were gone.
When you come back I'll be happy,
I hope you're happy,
It wasn't my fault.
Her words were painful,
Like only a cut could heal.
I cried.
You left.
Come back and kick it,
Stay awhile,
Stay forever.
You'l be here.
Life is like a four wheel drive
Mud and sand and things bogging you down
Kick it to low and take your time to strive
Than put it in over drive to go to town
Hills and rocks blocking your path way
Just take it slow Wont bottom out
Your looking for a better day
don't waste your time to shout
Just kick in four wheel drive
And keep up your chin
Thats when you feel alive
And you cant wait to take the rough road again
Have you had a falling leaf
Fall delicately at your feet
Conveyed by an adoring breeze
And gentle wind
Just for you to meet
Did you give it a chance to say
Good morning friend
Or kick it to the side
You see it's up to us
To find these things
As we're traveling down life's road
Because God sends these gifts
To cross our paths
And relieve our heavy load
Thank you Lord for this day
And for the Beauty Of This World
IMPOSITION OF PAIN
you come calling
banging on my bangs
at the midnight hour
cupping my countenance
roughly in your hands
scraping more suffering
haranguing harder and harder
my head harasses the pillow
with an eternal tick tock
you shower me with increasing pressure
taunt me with moments of despair
kick it up a notch
chime in my rhyme
i grimace at your gangrenous grin
orange hues open my eyes
sky’s skewed
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
bring it on, I'm so ready now
I'll knock it, right on out the door
kick it right to the curb
I'm so over you
I'm bigger and better now
and i don't need the likes of you~
Hook: whats the wrong
you don't like my song
because its so a bout you
its so a bout you
Hook: I'm so over you
Hook: I'm so over you
just like being over the flu
just like gum on my shoe
I'm so over you~
and your so knock-out
aka:lyricvixen
Form:
You try to you kick it to get it but then agendas are different, some intentions get wicked when no incentives are given. They start beggin & pleading for you to really believe them, sometimes whinning and crying you know they're lying for reason. And even when in the end you bend as far as you can, they pretend and then actions happen over again. They get fired cause you're tired of always trying to please them, so you admire to retire the desire to need them.
Listen to poem:
Come gather round folks, one and all,
Ignore the pall of fake-ball call and gall.
Let's play a round of golf with friends,
Where favors flow and logic truly ends.
All listed experience and resumes we'll scoff at those,
We need buddies, cronies whose friendship shows.
'Fore!' is the call, as ball goes out of bounds,
'No worries!' just kick it back, into the grounds.
We make up the rules, so surely that's fair?
You're hired, my pal, justly pull up a chair!
A star conglomeration found a baby clock in 1971.
Let’s kick it into outer space, said a mean star, One.
No! argued a mommy star. I think it would be fun…
To raise this baby clock, let’s put it in a bun.
Other stars were interested but let mommy star take charge.
She wrapped the baby clock into the bun and put it onto a barge.
We’ll keep him calm and quiet until he is ready to tick and tock.
Everyone tiptoed around him until he became a full-grown clock.
She’s a Razor Queen
Cutting through my scene
Soul’s been sold
But she’s evergreen
I love her moves
I love her every way
But will she eat my heart
On our wedding day?
I’ll scream her name with my dying breath
She’ll steal my first in the next.
But should I turn this round
Kick it back to me?
Do I look for ugliness in divinity?
Will I stoke the furnace of my pain
And forge a sword
to kill love again?
Razor. Razor. Razor. Razor Queen.
OPEN THE DOOR SASSY
I GOT SOMETHING
PRETTY TO SHOW YOU
COME ON SASSY GET THE DOOR
IT'S A REAL PRETTY THING
YOU'LL LOVE IT.
IT GETTIN COLD OUT HERE SASSY COME ON.
SASSY OPEN THE DOOR, BABY
PEOPLE ARE START TO LOOK.
SASSY !
SASSY !
KNOCKING ON THE DOOR,
sASSY OPEN THE DAMN DOOR BEFORE I KICK IT IN.
sASSY WHAT YOU DOING IN THEIR?