Short Late Poems
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Ed said he was a cannibal
How could he be any bolder?
Even so, when he got home late
All he got was the cold shoulder!
Proof in the abstract
as far as it goes
Ninety-nine cents to the dollar,
the penny to know
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
Long slender coconut trees
Sway and dance a ballet to
late summer gusty wind
Not tired, Not awake
Not patient, not easily irate
Looking forward to my fate
And see what decides, unless I’m too late.
put this in your head
get out of bed
get back on track
its a fact
you learm to earn
thats no mistake
its
NEVER TO LATE
Late and night
as the moonlight
casts a spell on me
I sneak out of the room
to write a poem for thee
Plug
Electric
Sting
Part From Me!
Electrifying..
www.allpoetry.com/Cindy_Lu_Cayton
Full biography at end of page.
Form:
MONOKU
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a late Christmas present... yeah... a red undergarment... that's a magnet...
Poets fingers write but once complete
who can by deceit or wit
cancel a line or even a bit
No washing a word or meaning of it
slightly green ~ can’t fly
lethargic bluebottle ~ die
black yellow red ~ bye
By
David Kavanagh
southward bound flying
in shape of a boomerang ~
will return in spring
written November 26, 2022
There was a lady named Kate
for her job she was too late
soon she was fired
soon she was hired
her old boss is now her mate!
Late afternoon the Karoo-sun battles
with trees and leaves
to be noticed
The shadows dance and play
on the ground
like children
we all make mistake
not need to debate
why give other head aches
stop the pain
you can change
for
heavensake
it
NOT TO LATE
It was the least he could do.
And still that seemed excessive.
Decided I could live without his crumbs.
AP: 3rd place 2026
October sapling
Colored leaves clutch the branches
Emerald backdrop
Sets the scene for tomorrow
Frost covered, lonely, gray limbs
A forceful pace, it's not a race,
When reading just for pleasure;
Your book is due, you never knew,
More time is what you treasure;
gentle flower sways
loved by the suns warm embrace,
away from earth climbs.
barren the landscape behind,
forever changed creation.
Boomer rang my doorbell
his blue jeans had expired
Required late-night charging
he knocked back whiskeys for a while
trying to catch the train
that day it rain
i was insane
try to catch that thing
guest i was a jerk
not alert
i was
LATE FOR WORK
God Is Never Late
Haiku: by Tom
1/24/2021
Seeking timely help?
trust Jesus as your Savior,
He is never late!
At the chime
of Father time
if you goof
with mind aloof
slave to fate
plans stalled late
Master will charge
like Madame Defarge.
Into the earth
is our final fate,
the best we can hope for
is to be really late...
Damn, I'm always 10 minutes
early for everything!
late summer
we gulp spring water from mason jars
during the harvest
and lay out sandwiches for lunch
and shelter in the barn from storms
She was never on time
bought her a watch
she loses things too
Written July 17, 2018
Entered Mick Talbot's Senryu Poetry Contest