Short Mashing Poems

Some monsters were mashing in a vault
Then Caspar screamed "it wasn't my fault"
Dracula turned on the light
To reveal Halloween fright
Old Frankie lost his head with loose bolt...

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One of a kind
ocean music
pounding Goombay rhythms
against the rocks
and rake and scrape rhythms
in the prevailing winds
and the waves mashing the roach
with their feet on the dance floor
of sun and sand
giving awesome summer vibes
from daybreak to sunset...

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Poets vs. Posters

                                      Poets
                          Observant sensitive 
                Describing bringing out uttering
             Writers authors mooches delusions
                 Jumbling mixing up mashing
                             Shallow foolish
                                    Posters...

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Life is so busy sometimes
With places to go and meals to prepare.
Princess looks dejected wanting a lap upon which to recline.
Sorry girl but cornbread demands making
And potatoes need mashing and greens need attention to cook up just fine..
Maybe later or sometimes tomorrow upon my lap you can lie.
We will listen to music and watch the world go by..  ...

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I take myself and sashay all around the town
clicking my canastas, flashing my scarves
Because I am orange
And it is what orange must do

But do you have to be so much yourself?
My mother red and my father yellow ask me.
Heck yes, I reply. 
Peeling a banana and mashing it up with a strawberry.
To show them who is boss.

I love mixing up yellow and red.
Because I am orange....

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one of those flies
circling round the bug zapper
like there was no tomorrow
moving closer & closer
zooming in, zooming out
oblivious to how many of its friends were just 
completely fried 
only moments ago,
and then it does itself in
mashing its very being into the machine designed to
eliminate it---
like icarus to the sun,
like a naïve little sheep
who has wandered their way into a pack of
lean & hungry 
wolves....

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Assuring a zig-zagging zebra a zinc zim-bam-boo
without cash, is so brash! As then you will have to give two.
Insuring a zoo master  a zebra might rim-ram-roo
Practically tantamount to mashing a crashing bamboo.

As if you need any more trouble, my quim-quam-quaroo.
On your dash I shall lash a mashed mangled measly mad macaroo.
A sillier more gnashy poem I could try to get you.
But first let me throw in some trash, and a rash for us two....

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LET ‘ER RIP

 
Let'er rip broken salted chips
Drop your hip, rythinmatic dance steps
Crush broken lined-circle blips
Let'er rip parted lips blowing trumpet
Pucker up screams praise in worship
Screeching tires on highway pavement trips
Let'er rip in kitchen mashing raw potatoes being whip
Art classes making paper mache masks
Strips of papers I crafted art fashion "id"
Let'er rip

12/26/18

For LET 'ER RIP #2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John lawless...

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They flocked into town.
Loud, Pushy, Laughing
They left their Tropics
To celebrate the Great Fest,
Banqueted by Instinct.
Mashing and gulping sour
Red and Purple bits,
Juice dribbling sticky 
Down their Breasts,
They stumble about,
From one hung over bar,
      To
             Another.
Each drink Drives them
                                       Farther until,
One
    By
       One
They drunkenly Crash to their Deaths
In the Windows we use 
To View Them....

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medieval monsters 
mischievously meander 
in the mind of the mad minstrel
like maggots in mazes 
his mysterious muse
masterfully mining for misery
melting in molten memories
of macabre mirrors
ministering malicious mistakes
morbity mottled 
with the maniacal matchmaker
who masquerades with malevolence 
masticating the meat 
milking the marrow
the minstrel's music 
a maddening march
motioning to the murder 
of mental mortar
mashing morals
his mouth moving
malignant music
marked by madness...

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