Short Maneuvers Poems
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Indicating indigo improvements
Juggling juicy jiggling Jello
Kibitzing kits and cats
Laboriously languishing lightly
Making marvelous maneuvers in word play
Odious transgressor,
Often wearing face masks.
Objective - get money.
Ominous demeanor,
Offensive behavior,
Out maneuvers the law.
Ostracized by good folk.
the heart
is
celestial
maneuvers
through galaxies,
sabbaths,
and jubilees
attributes
mysterious
four caverns
thump with
four seasons
rhythm echos an
eight count
He stands
on top of a hill
between
1st street
and Pine
under a tree
in the shade
befuddled with liquor
hearing noises in the distance
unclear fuzzy thinking
faculties blown
lah-lah-land feeling
outer space beyond comprehension
inhibitions gone
someone maneuvers your body
you do not care
fences gone
whatever happens happens
a dangerous place
Orange yellow gyroscope
Like hovering above nowhere
Watching moving obstacles
Adjusting to wind gusts
Looking like it
Would pack a punch
Ever so carefully
It maneuvers to get
To the entrance
The hole in the vent
Has been blocked
By some monster
Called human but
It finds a way round
And enters into
Its hideaway.
sewn too tight, breakage;
it's all right. lasting faster,
inflicting disaster, salvage that self.
singularity resuscitated,
engulfs, laps up habit.
havoc cavorts amongst the
lords, constricts, maneuvers
through chords, sits betwixt
teeth & tongue. it is such, which,
among pauses in sight, will touch &
drip bits of light over wounds, to
wash away intention.
Majestically, they stand perched.
Arrivals and departures, they see.
Carefully guarding their home;
The keepers of the quay.
Their hover maneuvers astound
All that happen to see.
Maintaining their height and gracefulness;
The keepers of the quay.
On beaches they’re searching for food.
To people, annoying as can be.
Seagulls just trying to live,
The keepers of the quay
Humility is the greatest asset.
As we maneuvers through life, only God knows what we face.
The trials and tribulations can lead us all to disgrace.
Yet we find comfort in the creator.
He knows our path and humbled our ways
We pray for change and it seems far from sight
People willing to sell their soul just to get their money right.
God still sees and hears it all.
I stay humble.
Sol's chariot slowly sinks, setting sanguine skies afire
while an ebony darkness descends, dousing scarlet flames.
And shadowy silhouettes swiftly shape shift...mimicking
monovalent monsters, bolstering bugaboo beliefs,
as a maroon moon maneuvers amidst a sea of stars.
(Free Verse)
June 14, 2018
When line five enables your poem to thrive
Silent One
Ninja duck had a powerful war cry.
More than a quack, it sounded like “Die!”
How did you become a ninja, and truly why?
He said it came to me naturally bye and bye.
Ninja duck could do maneuvers and moves on you.
That would change your attitude, turn you black and blue.
I stay out of his way when he puts his outfit on.
He is challenging someone right now, down on a summer’s pond.
A gentle soft breeze maneuvers throughout the majestic sky
Her beauty is captivating and mesmerizing to the naked eye
The birds of air and folk below take delight in her gentle touch
All subjects to and fro desire it and crave it so very much
Because the golden orb is shining it’s light very bright
And I underneath, be holding the ocean blue long for the night
Alexis Y.
8-13-17
Grandma maneuvers
and performs tricks on the board
She keeps up with most kids
Skating creates friendships
at different age levels
I guess you can imagine
how she felt when she discovered,
Saturns rings
Grandma was immediately attracted
When life presents a challenge,
don't worry about anything
Think like a Shark, but don’t be a fish
You would become the Shark’s dish
Just like the Movie “JAWS”
Waters of fear
Dangers near
The shark Lurk
Teeth Jaws
Cuts like a knife
Flesh search
The find
Maneuvers in attack
Observation track
Beware
Swim in caution
Don’t be Shark Food
Shark drool
Don’t swim too far out
Sharks could be lurking about
Shark bite
Don’t be the Shark’s delight
Take this poem advice.
The south wind came and it blew so strong
it sent my backboard where it didn't belong
Busted and crooked it warped so much
from the Gods of winds performing their thrust
Now my basketball has no fair of play
it's gone all torqued up throughout the day
But the rim is still in level condition
my ball maneuvers will have a pure rendition
Next time I will remember to anchor things down
or I will likely have a much bigger frown
Azure shore lines breaking into being. Sun rises on a new vista; golden red on blue
shimmerings. Coral strategies negotiate Island doorways into paradise found. Cove sought
for mooring as anchors seek bottom line. Dory maneuvers tax coffee breakfast basket. Warm
waves shift sands beneath bare toes. Breath ocean breeze.
This was written in response to a request for poems that paint a picture in exactly 50
words. A lot harder than it seems!
Form:
Witch does broom maneuvers to the delight of the crowd.
They are roaring with appreciation – nice, long and loud.
We have never had such a marvelous acrobatic witch appear!
This is the best one whose skullduggery is abundantly clear.
The witch was on a roll and gave her wand a flick.
The entire audience disappeared in smoke – what a trick!
Better get them back, the boss yelled. His name was Rosco.
We do not have enough insurance to cover this fiasco!
I’m in a salt and pepper dive called Magdalena’s Den of Sin,
Long overdo for dry dock, with my keel hogged out of line.
I’ve just enough good cheer to ring a single jingle bell.
Outside of that, the climate on the weather deck is fine.
I've got my ducks lined up, soon I’ll be shooting them down
So that I’m ready when those saints come marching in.
I’ll use a few smooth maneuvers to raid the barmaid’s port
In this sailor’s house of worship, Magdalena’s Den of Sin.
The shower is where we go to get dirty
A domain of filthy activity & debauchery
Together, we defile the sanctity of a shared space
An exercise for the well versed
Maneuvers that would make an acrobat blush
Water droplets mark the beginning of sensual hurricane
Swirled strokes to shake up the epicenter
Gripping the handles to hold onto dignity
Inhibitions tackled and thrown down the drain
Cleanliness, no longer lives between us
The shower, a whirlpool of emotions
Student approaches a new semester's launching pad
Cautiously maneuvers rockets into firing position
-- Warning Signal Flashes -- Warning Signal Flashes --
Hazard Alert! Hazard Alert! Hazard Alert!
MASSIVE COGNITIVE FAILURE!
MASSIVE COGNITIVE FAILURE!
MASSIVE COGNITIVE FAILURE!
Cause: Systemic Breakdown of Academic Rigor
Abort Mission!