Short Long Shot Poems
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I know it is quite a huge long shot.
However, I can win a big pot.
I will join the dance.
Give my dreams a chance.
A buck per ticket is not a lot.
Sue was just a farmer's lass
At whom I made an awkward pass ~
She said, Let's have some fun
I'll let you see my bun ~
Too bad dad had a long shot-gun
a green garden snake
slithers in the apple orchard
mother crys
rooster puffed chest pride
caged birds lay hollow eggs
fox father red eyed
pies baked on the windowsill
long shot gun in the shed
a master plan without a plot
feelings displayed, quickly dropped
not connected like domino dots
forming a thick and grievous clot
I said I do but you cannot
as inside it spoils and rots
it was always a long shot
Africa is a shotgun
The origin of all civilization
Nigeria is the Trigger
But its a long shot away
From pulling the trigger
Awaiting the rise of the giant
Of the dark continent
Oh !! Africa how long shall
Wait for your emergence.
(Written 20th October, 2024)
“Playing tennis without a net,”
perhaps Robert Frost was right
Free Verse serves with no return,
day volleys into night
One long shot into the darkness,
an open end divide
Its message fades, an echo dim
—with silence to collide
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)
Not a lot of ocelots
are seen in the day
they prefer the evening
or the night
if an ocelot you're hot to spot
altho' it's quite a long shot
an ocelot you want to sight
you may even hit the jackpot
if you do it right
all you've really got to do
is switch off the light
Long shot prospect
named “Reject Hoss”
bedecked with sweat.
He fell to last
‘till he passed gas
so fast, he flew!
He ran with ease.
At Jockey’s prod,
he squeezed in front!
Forty to one,
odds he won was
pure fun for Hoss.
Inspired by Dr. Ram's Than- Bauk contest.
written 8/6/11
Thinking What am i gonna do ,
i never knew,
Life Could ever be like this
The Stability i do miss,
Gotta work my way back ,
To the top of the stack,
my life like a song,
Oh, where do i belong
don't know how to feel,
nothing seems real,
i gotta find who i am,
from where i came ,
It's a Long Shot ,
No Other Choice have i got.
as it ticks to walk
a way goes, often in for another
rounds of bells, daring
caring as carriage
to bespoken
left wing goes
wanderers does
innocent with blames
love letters
pickup lines
campbell's soup lies, without a droopy
nothing likes hert
miss interpret that
intrepid repose cats
lakey at edminton
empty pens in his mouth
once...
I wrote a song for you
lyrics sung of crescent moons
of stars on ceilings glowing, too
all of this I did for you
once...
I took a long shot chance
when you asked me for a dance
mirrors reflected a sideways glance
adding to the ambiance
once...
I had a vivid dream
that your heart could not foresee
nonexistent cadence rings
and rends it crimson at the seams
who does not want a better life
a better view
a better place
a better life
so play the lottery
go to the track
hey...there's always vegas baby
it's come down to the simple fact that everything is a long shot,
were underdogs fighting a system.
rules are in place to keep you and me down.
take a breath
inhale the sweet freshness of........oh never mind.
I won a free lottery ticket
more details later........
Indigestion
Is the question
Brain illusion
Or misdirection
Doctor's pill
This sickly ill
Cannot repair
To fit the bill
Just time to heal
Oh, heartache feel
Is all to quell
My ache and reel
Restlessness
Just to confess
Invades my very
Consciousness
A hope that sticks
Physician's tricks
The long-shot risk
Of one more fix
Like fracture weld
Or soulful meld
Simple solution..
Just to be held
CV
31.10.23
We love people who hate us
Do all things with kindness
Teaching them more about us
To treat other people with kindliness
Life is too short
Some people don't use money wisely
It is a wide long shot
Their future can be worst
Knowing to love and assist others
It is always pleasing God
Who is living among us
And want us to continue doing good.
February 26/2023
Written for contest sponsored by Eve Roper
...Nursery Rhyme...
MISS JULY
Vitamin-D shot —
Temperate, she’s not!
She’s cool and she’s hot.
Miss July, her gold complexion shirks shade.
Possession of yacht —
Lease was a long shot.
Time reflects in knots —
The noctilucent cloud waves, sunlight sprayed.
Buds eternal thought:
Untrimmed moon garden sought.
At zenith, Vega spots
Delphinus the dolphin — East heaven played.
8/2/2019
A Summer's Day Redo Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Michelle Faulkner
That there are hard problems
is life's given;
don't crack your head trying
to solve all of them;
give your best long shot hoping
now and then
that though they may persist
or even worsen,
the ones you can't solve will
eventually go
and solve themselves for you
on the morrow;
just how or why, no way
for you to know,
solve it or dissolve it, then
let your life flow.
I once saw a video starring Lou Bega.
He was singing his release titled "Sweet Like Cola".
There, he danced with a pleasing plump brunette.
This kind of woman is one I would like to get.
Lou described her figure as a little "round".
However, he said he loved every pound.
Singing "stop your dieting 'cause you're so sexy".
With his description, I would wholeheartedly agree.
I am hoping for one long shot lucky break.
This is one type of woman I would like to take.