Short Married Poems
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I once knew a girl named lisa
Her face looked like pizza
She married george who was a rat
And that was the end of that
When we first dated
she gave me erections
Now that we're married
she just gives me directions
Blink
A year is gone
Cough
Your toddler is getting married
Yawn
You are in a nursing home
Yes
It is that fast.
There was a man named Clyde
Who had such a miserable life
He lost his wife
And married twice
The last wife was from AI
Anne Boleyn -
what a state she was in!
"If I'd have married another, instead,
I'd be standing before you with my head."
The man married a wife
Who was the love of his life
He was oh so proud
Despite her uni brow
You see true love in his eye
My Anniversary Today, August 17
Married forty-one years ago today…
the unspoken poem therein
writes itself…
Son of a painter Aelbert Cuyp
married a rich widow pretty quick
Art he was no longer a fan
so because a notable politician
May your married life be fruitful
and full of color,
And may your life together
be forever entwined,
like ivy on a wall.
smilin sam set out to sin
sherry sue set out to win
smilin sam squeezed
sherry sue pleased
sam and sue married with twins
buckwheat hull pillow
soaked with age and dreams
of long ago loves. . .
the one I would have married
had she written sooner
Well honor, you see
A million dollar gift all to me
For if I was married my conscious would say
I'd have to give it all away
Live divorced from the past,
engaged to the future
—but married to the present
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)
TRUTH TO TELL
Turn
Face me
Tell the truth
Do you love him
You know he’s married
Do I know loss
Yes, I do
You too
Soon
A pony grows into a horse
Some marry to get divorced
A cute piglet grows into a sow
Some get married anyhow
Kellyanne and George Conway:
One lauds Trump in every way.
One says he’s a damn freak show.
How they’re married, I don’t know.
Said hello on Monday
Married you on Tuesday
Said goodbye on Wednesday
Thursday there was blood
Friday’s child
No more drama
ascent of virtue
its ardor lasts a lifetime
source-pulse-point perfume
sweet honesty seduction
sensation of married flesh
Circularity and regression
married to night
their peace
we love
and their conflict
ah is a nightmare
of September 39
of so.
marriage in the dark
damp church not lit up for me
married the wrong man
2/13/2015
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5/28/2023
Annie thought Ben would be forever trusty
But Ben hain't been married nigh on two year now
~ 'haps he's jist a bit rusty
Cannot forget from the bottom of our hearts
Until humans are still alive
Walls that cast shadows
Like a wife in married life
I was born for you
I schooled for you
I grew for you
I married for you
I sired for you
i died for you
I welcome you…
Mr. Reaper
I was born for you
I schooled for you
I grew for you
I married for you
I sired for you
i died for you
I welcome you…
Mr. Reaper
If a snake is biting you
Do you care about his race, color, political party or creed?
Do you mind that he married outside his culture?