Short Licence Poems

A
struggle-
to escape
the fetters of
life....

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POETIC LICENCE
those who live out loud-stand clear from the cloud

after zola...

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The
city
spoilt the view-
so he left it
out

Ekphrasis lanterne -Marinique Landscape by Paul Gaugin...

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Verona's Paulo Veronese
loved to paint pageantry
He claimed pictorial licence
relying on innate common sense...

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Li Po, the Wanderer
Was appointed Court Poet
Yet left again in haste,
Preferring the bright noise of a waterfall
To the white noise of courtesans and kings....

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The Swiss painter Emile Nolde*
used artistic  licence 'til very old
Not of scenes too local
but in visions primitive&tropical


*https://www.wikiart.org/en/emil-nolde...

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Going for a driver's test next week
It's a written test, the rules of the road they seek
If I don't know 'em by now
There's no hope no how
Should be a lifetime license when we're at our peak...

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To renew my driver's licence at this ripe old age
Need some distractions, “Hey look at the fuel gauge!”
“Almost outta gas!!!
Did you see that ass?
How's the wife and kids? Have you ever been raped”???...

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Why Sorry? - Zamreen Zarook

People are vary,
Because of that only they say "Sorry",
If our minds are holy,
There wont be any worry.

Brother,you are a nice person,
Your life had many season,
Every words of mine,have a reason,
Check weather you have your Licence....

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A truculent woman named Jools
was discovered cheating at boules
Tossing balls in the air
Jools was heard to declare
oh those rules are just made for fools!

***a little poetic licence as I understand boules is pronounced 'bull'***

06-30-17...

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deaddiction bed 
springs stretched taut tense and frazzled 
thirst demons replaced
craving for prescription pills 
librium equilibrium



Syllable count via www.howmany syllables.com

Modified Tanka with syllable count 5-7-5-7-8  (Extra syllable - poetic licence)...

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I'm still undecided 
which religion is more lethal 
the eastern one which possess the licence to kill, 
or the western one which has that habit of killing your soul slowly, wearing white gloves
 
either way 

undoubted fact is that after each revolution only crap floats to the surface...

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I Hit Your Car


I hit your car in the parking lot. 
I was there and you were not. 
So I write this note as the people watch, 
and my licence plate they will botch. 
And now this driver he must go. 
I don’t want to be here when you show.


By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison ...

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love is like 
drivin a car one 
should think 
afar how to 
smoke the 
engine change 
gears and hide 
fears drive 
calmly and 
smile warmly 
know the right 
direction and 
desired 
acceleration 
how to check 
mirror lanes 
and evade 
footlines the 
soul that knows 
this is granted 
a licence....

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Sloth hangs upside down in a tree
I look up and unfortunately
Golden pee it releases
With a week’s worth of faeces
I’ll admit I am far from happy!

A sloth only excretes once a week and can lose a third of its body weight
A little poetic licence, they actually excrete on the ground

10/21/21...

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My hubby just fell out of bed
He banged his elbow and his head
Now I can hear groaning
Expletives and moaning
I’m certain that he isn’t dead!

Only the first line is true – last night we watched a programme on how easily people lie but on this occasion I would call this poetic licence

10/10/18...

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Spying the open book in the library
Gold leafed cover looking rich and so pristine
Opening the pages my senses went awry
Wished so much that this precious book was all mine

Was like a poets paradise, ink pages of old
Where languages of love within are told
Poetry for poets, poetic words are penned
Licence of happiness where love never ends...

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I’ve renewed my poetic licence
Just hope it won’t ever expire

Poetry has become a bit of an addiction
My words can be fact or they could be fiction

But I plan to keep on writing quite a bit
Even if you think my poems are a heap of rubbish!*

* Can't think of a suitable rhyming word :-) 

4th January 2016...

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CERTIFICATE

this poem is a certificate
to verify
the poet
is
lucid

this poem is a diploma
to justify
a pen
of
logic

this poem is a document
to authorize
a notion
with
feeling

this poem is a licence
to validate
bizarre
bent
belief

this poem is a…….
certifiable  ripple
of 
my 
wits
end




© Kim van Breda—10 March 2015...

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Post Covid, my scalp has been shedding
Hair covers the pillow and bedding
There’s tresses on the floor
If I lose any more
The prospect of baldness I’m dreading!



A great deal of poetic licence about hair in the bed  but since I’ve had covid  I’ve noticed strands of hair on the floor and also a friend has had the same thing happen

11/27/21...

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Amiable character I imbibe,
Diplomatic in words and in smile,
Elegant in style,
Devil-may-cry attitude of life
And an historian to reckon with.
Young in heart and an
Optimistic pal.

Soccer and edits enthusiast,
A cute poet with poetic licence, and a
Magnificent modest,
Ultimate goal getter
Ebullient and a lovely erudite.
Look! The first letter in each line is my name....

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no 
officer 
i was not 
going over 
the limit

licence and
registration 
please

as he walked
back to his car
i tried to think of
how to get out of
this predicament

sir step out of the car
this is not your first
offence over 10 in
a 24 poems per
hour zone

your pen and paper
will be confiscated
until you are deemed
fit to write with a
certain amount of

responsibility...

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Old Fred had a kitchen disaster
And urgently needed a plaster
How his work buddies snicker
At the dinosaur sticker
A stiff upper lip Fred must master!

A factual poem with a little sprinkle of poetic licence... My hubby (he's not called Fred) cut his hand and all I could find in my bag was an old dinosaur plaster and a friend of ours was in hysterics when he saw it

09/12/21...

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scammed by the industry giant
customer service useless
passed from pillar to post
and back again without resolution
they simply did not care and are therefore
culpable of the fraud

maybe someone will benefit
from reading this ‘poem’
no licence required
only disappointment and injustice

I am voting with my wallet
will never use them again
and some of my friends vowed
to shun them as well


15th December 2022...

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I have an admission to make,
I feel I'm a poetic fake.
I write only in rhyme
and in most every line
poeterick license I take!

I also spend time having fun,
this seriously is overdone.
In enjoying the ride
I have fun on the side
though quite often I fall on my bum!

The moral of this is quite clear
though most will consider me queer,
I give not a damn
for I am who I am
and please most when I disappear!

Ivor G Davies...

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