Short Las Poems
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L as Vegas, Nevada
M urderous rampage
N ut
O pportunist
P ersonally, we will never really know for the truth is hidden..
Sitting at the blackjack table
Blowing the best years of his life
One card at a time
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
Las Vegas
Three layers of clouds
On a paranormal sky of multicoloured insanity
In Las Vegas, god and devil merged
Into one identity
Odds are Kris Kringle won't Show today
Because Father Christmas leads the way
So jolly Saint Nick
Will be today's Pick
If Santa Claus will lend him his sleigh
luck smiles at me playing
playing the slot machines from hell
the numbers are turning out
luck smiles at me
the numbers turning up
roulette
black, red odd
numbers
hot
The 3rd witch: 'Anon!'.
The 2nd witch: Be stayed at once.
The 1st witch: Brute should kiss death.
All: Oui,Cat's-fierce,hoodlum hood,death shall kill death.
18:01:27:07:55
Las Vegas Strip Spraying
Last night there was a strip spraying;
Bullets were straying and bodies laying;
Agony there,
And despair;
We wonder what message this is saying.
Jim Horn
Las Vegas, big win. The coins are flying.
Casino is broke. Heart attacks. Someone's dying.
On Power Plant two teenagers were playing.
With buttons and wires, just pushing and cutting ;-D
Listening To Las Vegas Sherriff
Time as usual has been passing by,
Under lonely and sad Las Vegas Sky;
Flowers found,
On the ground;
Still are three left we did not identify.
Jim Horn
she finds a four-leaf clover almost every day
discovers dimes on gray sidewalks lining her way
quarters shower her during a visit to Casino Green
She is the luckiest woman Las Vegas has ever seen
Icy branches
Crack in rhythm
Snap, pop, pop.
Laughing limbs swing
Unawares.
Hate strikes.
Bodies
Lie crumpled.
Eagles soar
Then dive.
Stiffened wings are
Vultures carrion.
Bodies lie
Trampled,
Insides torn outside.
no space at the inn
for the man and pregnant wife -
fate had booked a cave
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Limpio, clean up for las trabajadoras
Aqui treinta minutos, I tidy dos horas
Lavo y wash up so they won’t abhor us
Storming mi casa with vacuums in chorus
Valientes, these small but brave luchadoras
Es lunes - vienen las trabajadoras!
Las Vegas' rushed pace was upsetting,
Which left a gambler dazed and sweating,
At the fast evening’s end
Met he a posh girlfriend...
They wed quickly through drive-in betting!
8/5/2019
State Limerick Contest of Kevin Shaw
Oh our Lord,
We implore Thee the gates of heavens to open wide
For
The souls of our innocent slain brothers and sisters
To receive!*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
03 October 2017
* May our Lord bless the souls of Las Vegas slaughter!
cuckoo bystander
hippies hound
desecrate passing
shrewdly badmouth
siegfried bobcat
wake european
spirits enlisting
the globally
fortuitousness by
reading rhythmic
confrontation dutifully
fluster fission
spat and
unite your
sourness unlearned
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 7–13, 2026)
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
steals emotion from the night
Holding a vigil in the darkness,
waiting for the light
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
among the screams and homeless cries
Making rhyme of what reason has abandoned
—marking time inside the shadow of lies
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard
steals emotion from the night
Holding a vigil in the darkness
waiting for the light
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard
among the screams and homeless cries
Making rhyme of what we’ve long abandoned
—marking time inside a shadows lie
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)
vivid contrast of blue and white
now damaged the dress
complex and enigmatic
infanta facing cynosure
prospective grid with a
single vanishing point
barock red bucano
on the golden plate
is she watching or being watched
the parents in the mirror or a re-
flection of the creation bust
the rear bordering on illusion
Form:
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
steals emotion from the night
Holding a vigil in the darkness,
—waiting for the light
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard
among the screams and homeless cries
Making rhyme of what reason has abandoned,
—marking time inside its shadowy lie
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)
Oxfords alteSchleusen
Das Gurgeln des Wassers am Abend
Sonst nur noch Stille
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Old locks of Oxford
Gurgling of water at sundown
Otherwise only silence
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Presas antiguas de Oxford
El gorgoteo del agua en la noche
Por lo demás sólo silencio
Las Vegas 1967
Harrah’s, free drinks
Circus Circus, bring the kids
Frontier, win a Chevy
Golden Nugget, best slots
Flamingo Capri, Elvis impersonator
Caesar’s Palace, world’s best buffet
Tropicana, win big
Sahara, all day breakfast
Dunes, best shrimp cocktail thirty cents
Golden Nugget, live girls
I would certainly hope so.
figures of the court
filling vermillion red lake ochres
theology of art on huge surface
las meninas
on either side the little princess
in her own pensive world
chaperone hiding mourning
unknown guardadama attentive
dwarfs on the corner /disturbing
mastiff /tapestry head about
to fall or rise/ the fire burnt
face restored new life
of freedom
Form:
City of illusion
Colourfully lit alleys, gaming joints
Millionaires, millionaires in waiting
Chattering, dining away
Divulging beautiful illumination
Of a paradise on earth
Devoid of stress and bottlenecks
Somewhere beneath the winning and dining
Lay the tempting blackjacks, wheels of fortune
And mesmerizing angels of death
Whose venoms are more deadly
Than those of a mamba.
astronomical odds they may be
cross your fingers for good luck
get into the groove, into the rhythm
spin hoping for a winfall or free games
spin to hear those bells go crazy
spin for a major hit to cash out
that jackpot has your name on it
somebody's got to win
it might as well be you
adrenaline pumping
get those lights flashing
let crowds gather 'round
AP: 3rd place 2025