Short Later(A) Poems

A gardener's son was Richard Corbet
to verse he did his wit set
Though later a Bishop of Oxford
perhaps with poetics he became bored...

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One and one can often make three
Now tell me, dear friend, how can that be
Two people blow their cork
Nine months later a stork
Comes by and plop, a third member of your teepee...

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He would see the dog
chained in the yard,
its ribcage
a hollow pulse of want,
its face a rag for misery.

The boy understood hunger.

Later a large hare
was hung in a butcher’s window.
It looked like a small brown dog....

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Fed-up folks donned bearskins and hibernated
  Woke up twenty years later, a bit addle-pated
    They figured they'd outlived the worst
    But on their devices a blurb so terse
  Vote for Ivanka, she's expiated; unlike Hunter, who's dissipated...

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I watched the shark its teeth display (1975)
     My heart swallowed my tongue, I'd nothing to say

  Sixteen years later a great dinosaur classic (1993)
     was set in a surreal park named Jurassic

  But my favorite of all came out in-between (1982)
      ET phoned home, made my heart sing ~ cash registers ring...

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Hershey kisses bought with money spent, taking off with the car.
No one knows how far. Whereabouts unknown until the next arrival.
Nine months later a possible halfling relative child born.
Name unknown for some time.
Strangers always. Mother nearly broke her neck for an arranged meeting between 
two of us blood kin....

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*I saw the super moon and the sunrise this morning

                   Super moon and Sunrise 

                    The snow super moon
                   Was golden in the rising
                     Later, a white globe
        Large, shining through the black night
                    Introducing the sunrise

Heidi Sands

2/20/19...

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I went up to the rail for the wine;
my mouth was dry
and I thought: Why not?

Later, a pigeon shat
on my new J. C. Penny suit.
I tried to rub the mess away
 but it just spread the more.

When my mother saw that ruined jacket
she angrily showed be 
the back of her hair brush.

That was my last drop of Christ’s blood....

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He Slinks Over The Links

He raced to the first golf hole, par he winks
Three wild shots later a turkey gobbles
Cuss words escape his lips, as his drives stink 
Another dying duck's hit, as his legs wobble
Ploop, another drink of the pond, how awful 

connie pachecho

8/12/17


Inspired after reading entries to-Write about an activity as if you are doing it at the moment...

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On a bleak and snowy day
I went to visit your grave
What is left of you only a few feet away
You were built into a monster 
In the memory of a five year old
Now decades later a new truth is told
You were twenty 
when your life came to an end
I am now fifty 
And can no longer pretend 
Your death at such a young age 
Is the real tragedy 
Not anything 
you ever did to me

JEV...

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2 April 2021

One Saturday morning
I was driving my car,
Going somewhere too far,
Finding for the meaning
Of my very own being,
Looking self from afar.

Then, later, a girl came,
A stanger as I thought,
Yet heart of mine was caught.
She was calling my name,
Like a coach in my game,
A direction she taught.

Yet I went nearer,
She smiled to disappear.

HexSonnetta 
Emile Pinet...

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With each tick, a sag
Still in the lag
some in neglect
demise as death
dumb as the sea

Still waters run deep 
diverse tongues and beliefs
black clay however beautiful
 none is voice
...none but passion

Alas!..the power of passion
A mandate to be
once a whisper
later,..a mantra
Feat worth dying

Passion is a jailer
A limit, better than laws
nothing is policy without passion
till you dare enough
little you will know...

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He decided that he wanted to be Welsh;
this vague idea took shape in the shapeless.

All the Big Mac’s he had ever consumed
began to alter his form.
they changed him into a cute
small white Beluga whale,
being a privileged white man
it made a kind of sense.

‘No’ he shouted
into an eager and responsive universe,
'I said Welsh!'

Later a Welsh speaking whale
was found beached
at an outdoor swimming pool....

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trickest with deceit
ye wicked vile woman
seperating the facts into
a fiction
their they speak what they wishest
thee to beleive
evil and uncaring
interprito.....
ha ingannato gli
uomini con la
suduzione parlando
della mancanza di
preoccupaza di
marti per il suo
benessere e
I suolanimali

 written by
Huacaya Shur Sennheiser
Vinalia Colony Ceres
2199
Days later a rockslide triggered a tsunami on
the inland lake!...

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O’ statesman wrinkled so frail,
Young child sad soul so bitter,
Later a senior prom,
Marriage child later on,
 raising a family strong.
Labor force workings hours long,
 right to work state isn’t believing.
Elderly now mind a haze,
This world system in a blaze.
Rooted in flesh buried there!
Graves not receiving my spirit.

James Edward Lee Sr.

  a BARD POEM
8/20/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
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During the campaign of 1860
  a young girl wrote Abe Lincoln a letter
She told him he looked too boyish
  to be Pres. With a beard, he'd do better

Lincoln gave it some thought and declared
  She's right! I'm grateful someone cared...

Eight score years later, a brave soul told Mr. Trump
  If he'd just wear a mask, his support would increase
But Mr. Trump didn't listen; he's no Abraham Lincoln
  You know what happened: In the end he got fleeced...

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The connection was instant
Our love quickly turned brilliant 
We made the best young couple
For our love I am thankful

We waited to get married
Of course, only we agreed
Later a baby was born
That made his in-laws more torn

A couple more years they come
Then a marriage in the autumn
A few more years go by fast
And another child at last

So the years have flown by now
How you say? With love, that’s how
They were all completely wrong
Our love has grown the more strong...

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In the dusky sun
The eternal quest is on
Till the veil is drawn

           *
             
                       
In the orange urge
Thirsty buds emerge in joy
To a happy splurge
          
           *

Light and shadow clash
Moments later a big bang
Pink sounds in a flash

           *
This beautiful way
We drop letters everyday
In words bright and gray
 
           * 
Come sound sleep 
Tomorrow we will go
For stories deep
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5/22/2015...

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Your major league career started in Cincinnati.
Some years later, it ended in Kansas City.
You played every position, but primarily second base.
Many seasons involved a pennant chase.
Not many knew your real name was Octavio.
The nickname “Cookie” is the one we would know.
You came a long way from your origins in Cuba.
Your had your best seasons while playing for Philadelphia.
As a player and later a coach, you could do it all.
In your time, you were an asset to baseball.
...

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