Short Lurched Poems

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Premium Member Untitled

there was a young man from Altoona
who went to the ocean to catch tuna
the boat lurched to starboard
he was flung overboard
and he met a shark that was out to catch humans
Form: Limerick


Black Sheep

Beat the fight from this one – try
cannot smother that which burns inside
Twisted words to suit their ways
hypocrisy breeds ill for taste
Unlawful hands lurched out to take
the fight from shell of hero-make
Failed they, so brave is he,
he fought them, beat them, single-handedly!

 © 2015 Miguel Torres
Form: Rhyme

Wanky Urge Whooshes - Day 28

wanky urge whooshes
puking rustic rhythm
nauseated by billows
busty ecstasy borrow
generous lust lent
passion prior invested

delicate capillaries crushed
lurched lanky lust
oozes, gores gulped

fostered faith rent
fiery surge ferments
licking lusty test

dark dance drips
from lustful limbs.
     '20:02:28:14:48
Form: Sonnet

Vying Voluptuous Verge

eerie earth belched
callous creed's crest
nocturnal nature nauseated
dark dribbles cremated
hoisted hankering cruised
sassy soil puked

rusty rims yawned
puncturing pulpy pawn
tactic trend torn

bruised bark bent
mystic moaning etched
saucy seal spent

lofty lids lurched
vying voluptuous verge.
    '20:04:10:19:20
Form: Sonnet

Mystic Melody's Crest

eerie eyes etched
mystic melody's crest
munching mass sighed
callous contractions thrived
lusty luminescent lurched
damped darkness athirst

then chubby cheeks
gaunt guts greet
aiding airy optics

then sprout neck
melody's mud melt
felon face fetched

i-bahn ileum illusion:
music's mystic transition.
19:12:20:05:00
Form: Sonnet


Buckled Bills Boasting

daedal delight dangling
saucy skirmish smoldering
dainty dark drooling
nauseating punctured puking
of salient smirk
la-de-da limbs lurched

buckled bills boasting
lanky lust lustrating
felon feast fondling

eyes etched'n fear
hoisted hankerings' shear
taunted thrill tears

punctured parley pulses
wielded wild whooshing.
        20:01:13:00:16
Form: Sonnet

Demiquaver Crochet Crumbling

boobs bountifully blushing
under felon fingers
birthing bewitched bruises
mystic melody fixes
demiquaver crochet crumbling
callous coda smirking

frown squashed smirk
munchies, melody irked
la-de-da labium lurched

mirthful nipples moaning
punctured fluid puking
trailing Taylor's tongue

zeal crushed passion
boom! eerie ********.
   20:01:12:00:14
Form: Sonnet

Gaunt Gift Grasped

bruised bliss puked 
vying voluptuous view
lanky lust lurched
veiling hankering verge
dark drips dangled
felon fate fumbled

saucy sight seeped'n
nocturnal spell spree,
callous contraction's creed

moaning mists melted
basked braces belched
smothered syllables rent

gaunt gift grasped
taunted troubled trance.
     '20:03:13:16:03

Note: Dedicated to Homer.
Form: Sonnet

Drown Drooling Mistake

wielded wits wept
bruising bounty belch
felon feelings fetched
taunted callous cleft
hoisted hurts bled
moaning mist melts

meagre metamorphoses squashed
pluming punctured prank
tolling toiled trance

masticated memory lurched
basked coup's birth
vying voluptuous verge

braced ocean breaks
drown drooling mistake?
     '20:04:23:17:47

Note: of pestered picture.
Form: Sonnet

Vying Voluptuous Creed

hurly hemp hoisted
bounty brains busted
callous confetti contracted
dainty dreg attracted
dark drips dribbled
crumbling crest crippled

bogus bills braced
punctured pill paved
felon feasts feigned

sassy syllables seeped'n
tactic trends, feeds
vying voluptuous creed

lofty themes lurched
pioneered pulpy purge.
      '20:03:09:15:53

Note: Dedicated to John Milton.
Form: Sonnet

Black Cloud

Black Cloud!?*#@+& The Black Cloud lurched and swayed a bit, and somehow followed on. No sir I never needed it, and I bid it sir 'Begone'. And all I touched it turned to clay, yes everything went wrong. Though I persisted all the day, the black cloud was too strong. by D H Johnson vk4pr.
Brian Strand Contest Name FALL YOUR CHOICE any theme/any form max 12 lines
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Smitten by Kitten Disinterest

Listen to poem:
never loved cat ways
their tail-flicking arrogance
their unasked-for gaze
my family longed for one —
I yielded, keeping distance

stray kitten arrived
they all fawned gushed over it
but the cat chose me
the least interested one
who shooed and shoved it away

smitten by kitten
my heart disinterested
lurched to beat retreat
we're inseparable now
the kitten has claimed my lap
cat
Form: Tanka

Five Turns To the Brim

From sunset
Of the jamboree,
I will be sitting here,
O gracious!
I will be churning fast,
Two buckets of stark potash
On my table,
I will be straining my eyelids.
My mouth is full,
My eyes are swollen,
Beyond the stretch of my stomach,
My throat has choked, and
I am breathing fast.
I will run away, but
I stood up and lurched,
To the right, and to the left,
Home! Here is home, sweet home!

Premium Member If Humans Chirped

If humans chirped, chirped, chirped
What would it sound like if they burped?

Would it sound like a chirp-up?
Or like they got their leg caught in a stirrup?

If humans chirped and ate and burped
Would it sound divine or like they lurched?

Would it sound as if they ate worms?
Or ate lobster and with the cook they came to terms?

Ahhh, lets just wonder what it would sound like
if humans chirped and if they would use a mic?

By Susan Mills
Form: Imagism

Premium Member Your Kingdom, My Life

I once lived in a realm
A kingdom as vast as an open farm
Wondering why I was offered a place so warm?
Sitting without a scepter, a head with no crown

I am just a humble servant
Not a king but one vagrant
I am honored to be an entrant
To be recognized as true servant

I have sailed many seas
Through the years lurched and subsist
Yours is the kingdom where I stand and exist
My life in your palm,  so kind and so warm...
  I commend, not resist!
Form: Verse

Our Estuary

?? Written by Aamir
     ?? Written by Patricia



?? In search of mighty elixir
              I roam
  across the streets    intoxicated,
            destroyed I whirl,
            destroyed I whirl.

?? In church,
I lurched forward to the altar for the lofty sagacity.
       A dome,
a gnome without name behind the tome, 
abruptly a dove perched over its birch, 
giving the stained smirch,
           deployed, I twirl,
           devoured, I swirl.

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