Short Masse Poems

No one fux you over like family ...
You are welcome    .......

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Colored foil floats to
Wind’s un-choreographed dance
Un-noticed en masse….....

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Words of malice, curses flamed, 
hiding in the past

No license needed to hunt through time
—the present armed en masse 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)...

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So here's to Happy Tubby Tuesday,
The big New Orleans jazz & blues day,
With the drunken revelers en masse...
On second thought, let's give it a pass.
(sorry)...

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hourglass,
our glass,
one time
one night
love to pass
our glass
are surpassed
past sublime
past en masse
our brass
hour passed
union asked
loves a pass

© Goode Guy 2012-11-21...

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Inner party gives sanctuary:
Where lives are bought and sold en masse
And profit is viewed as the
One true gift to bestow
Upon a quiet
Unsuspecting
Populace
Valued
Cheap...

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The Science teacher told his eager class
"Alas, I can’t read without my eye glass
In rest room, left my testicles"
What he meant was ‘spectacles’
The children broke into laughter en masse...

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You shield my soul, you are a saint
Joy to my heart you surely bring
You hold me near when I feel faint
This is far from just a bodily fling
This love we en masse can force my soul to sing....

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Immigrant bodies pile up in Texas

After building a wall from ‘freedom’ glass

Green card for hard labour

Slave on dearest neighbour

Watch your companions expire en masse


17th July 2019...

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without question
en masse
robots
respond
without question
en masse
......
...
"i am the borg...you will be assimilated...resistance is futile...all is considered...
you will adapt...

stan sand...

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Running in the grass,
               The kitten ran with joyful sass,
               Birds flew south, en masse!


 
                          8/27/2021
                                2


               * Rhymed Haiku...

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I'm afraid of broken glass
Spider webs and crowds en masse
Lonely days and family fights
I'm afraid of sleepless nights
I'm afraid of guns and war
Losing friends can't take much more
Reflecting water blue eyes see
The thing that I fear most is me....

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Pete's spouse accused him of having no class.

   Socially, folks avoided him en masse.

      He had a most dreadful flaw,

         That made some people guffaw.

            He could not control the passing of gas!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired...

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Heaven or Hell
Written: by Tom Wright
2/20/2013 

We must all travail our lifespan,
To receive a boarding pass;
Or to the fire from fry-pan,
Where souls will go en masse;
God granted option at the cross,
To select our destination;
Accepting, he forgives our dross,
And ensures us of salvation;
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For us, I want laws to pass
Not congress sitting around smoking grass
Always deliberation
Hiding in hibernation
Full force, en masse, get off your lazy ass!


* Asses are a very small breed of donkey :)

1st place in Limerick: "Choose Your Own Subject and Create your own Category"  contest
by John Freeman.

A. Green...

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~     buds and spores bursting -



                                      histamines assault en masse ...



                       sinus eruptions.     ~





Written and submitted on March 28, 2019
For the "Spring Explosion Haiku" Poetry Contest
Maureen McGreavy, Judge & Sponsor....

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although I sensed
its impassiveness
even back then,

i always loved
that
little village

of familiar eyes
looking
passively beyond me

you and I forced
together
in central fact

pressured en masse
into a
averse embrace

somehow in tune
perceiving 
one another’s desires

but powerless
to surpass
obscurity...

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Winter don for the mystery—
Of happenstance now frozen in;
That shakes itself from Her history,

The pace of whirling snowy flakes,
In the night's long, long pass—
The next morning to satiate.

Shadow self en masse
Dashed
Cracked with glass

Winter don for the mystery—
In the night's long, long pass,
Cracked with glass.
...

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The last door now open,
  freedom’s been found

The air burns electric 
  the words different sounds

To fly unabated
   with heavens consent

En masse celebration, 
  the god’s do relent

All feeling enraptured
   new joy to be shared

The journey, the struggle
   —salvation ensnared

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)...

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We stand outside, in heat or cold 
And one by one, each class
Is marched outside to reunite
With we who wait, en masse.

The teachers watch to match each child 
With parent, sitter or
A nana or a grandpa
Huddled near the exit door.

The children run to give a hug
To those who stand and wait,
The teachers glad their obligations 
They can abdicate....

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a malus in fruit 

bearing tiny red apples

tempting the parrots



arriving en masse

emerald  green twenty eights

in feasting frenzy



The "twenty-eight parrot" (Barnardius zonarius semitorquatus) found in south-west West Australia, has a black head, a green patch on the belly. 

Destroyer A Poet ~Contest Name	any Haiku will do
Margaret Foster: Sept 2011...

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Laden in morning rises,
finding me in your irises
my creativity waits gently on the other side of this door
that creaks soft with hums that
hem your hair behind your perfect ears.

We're all children on couches
falling in our fresh and sudden thoughts
with bottomless candor,
pressing lips against young and flaming worries.

The door is swung open now
and unknown flowers are singing en masse....

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I gave a lecture to an ethics class
Nearing the middle they walked out en masse
Of course, I felt like the dumbest jackass.
The students, they had not meant to harass,
Although they were quite high on laughing gas
I’d never thought ethics such a morass
In this case, though, I’d fallen on my a**.
I learned this through the candor of a lass
Giving a lecture to an ethics class. 

Written October 31, 2022...

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September’s end descended swiftly
on the island of Manitou, as dark clouds
and strong winds vanquished yesterday’s
sun, bringing gray skies and cold rain.

In the fields, sandhill cranes gather,
then lift, en masse, silhouetted against
a sombre sky, their raucous cries harkening
to prehistoric times as they disappear across
the horizon following the east wind which
will carry them to Michigan and beyond.

We lower our heads and pedal on....

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I
                                        have
                                      climbed
                                   the highest
                                mountains and
                           seen the world spread
                    out before me as a prize to be
               won. Not with deeds of strength and
        valor, but with words of charity and love. I am
  not interested in conquering en masse, just one by one....

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