Short Match Poems
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you met your master
met your deniable match
what you think of that
11/19/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.© 2018
I struck a match, igniting a spark
But it fizzled out in the dark
Date written and posted: 07/18/2018
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Coxcombic male meets glamorous Marilyn Monroe
it like in the ring
you do your thing
move and grove
you must be school
with the tools
so you cuve the bad patch
LIFES A BOXING MATCH
every dream, every chance
you burned them all
with just one match
brushing up against
memories sweet
incinerated ash
laying at your feet
She signed up with eHarmony
telling them she had OCD
came up with a match
but there was a catch
the only one for her was Mr. Clean.
10-26-17
Battle for the bronze
Belgium burst out of the blocks
England's defense stunned
Belgium's best World Cup showing
Third-place metals worn with pride
Have I really found my true sincere and safe sanctuary
In something other than my once onesided poetry...?
Upon meeting; a reunion filled with familiarity.
If doing what’s right and winning,
could only be the same
Our world would strike the final match
—all politics in flames
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)
One summer day Speedy Gonzales
met a very sweet girl named Alice
she liked his big yellow sombrero
it complemented her little bolero
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
(15/09/2011)
We are fulfilling each other
No need conversion or substitution factor
As black and white in fashion,
We’re so contrast in gradation
But, yep, we’re a match in any occasion
ever since that time I met her
during a soccer match
her originally pale love
grows as sweet as football made in heaven
in a stadium designed for two players
not watched over by any referee
Azul
Mi corazon
Aches within a torch lit
No match better against the ropes
Longing familiar acrobat events
A dream team fantasy—I am
Luchadora of love
Sueño de ti
Azul
Sympathetic tones
of earth stretch themselves
to sip at heavens gorge
Orange juiced spilt skies
with wisps of dragons breath
as fire feeds the eye
Blur is burnt on iris
I risk
For cannot pull
my gaze
Chose Clothes To Match Her Hose
Had to make a final decision so she chose,
A color which was contained in all clothes;
Had been bright;
Glowed in night;
Knows that they will match with her hose.
Jim Horn
To Match Other Superbowl Poem
Now it has become a bird which squawks
Going by name of Seattle Seahawks
Of not only of the whole North West
But also rest of country is the best.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
MATCH
I am writing for you my poem of fiercely match
Everything is wonderful to catch
Is there anything that you want to watch
Life is tricky nuance that we have to hatch
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando October 4, 2016
Lift voice on air
Yell last hurrahs
Ball not come in.
Powerless jump
Tall guy rebound
Ball on long hand.
Point guard dribble
Pair by pair watch
Clock is ticking.
Score tied match
Desperate move
One sunk the three.
SPORT MATCH
Sometime life is just a sport match
You can win but you can't catch
Everything we pursue is everything we must dispatch
At least we can leave anything for a simple latch
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando June 1, 2016
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A perfect match__ bird
And flower__ designed by God
Nectar forever
Interval over,the shamrocks,had their say
Two tries blew the reds away-
Fear of winning led to mistakes
Until O'Gara's drop goal
Lifted every Irish soul
Memo: Ireland won the Rugby Grand slam yesterday 21st for the first time since 1948
A problem solver_ one on his level of intellect
Then he met the young lady that would become his life's mate
Problems arose that he wasn't equipped to handle_ she helped
Sponsor: Rick Parise
Contest: Sijo
Written: Saturday, December 29, 2012
All is black;
and you cry as
darkness
overwhelms you,
cringing all alone
in the dark;
helpless,
confused, and
frightened.
Do not weep,
I'm a friend,
let me strike a match
and set your doubts and fears
free;
as we share its light.
Ill go
where the match meets the flame
Where embers ignite
the empty space that remains
Ill sit
by the trembling door frame
Where dry bones weep
The words leave my charred tongue,
seeps through my teeth
"5 flares in still waters"
This is where love meets
I once met a girl wearing fuzzy socks
Overtop she wore those polka-dot crocs
She was hardly a catch
For me not quite a match
Although I did like her pretty blue frocks.
written June 9, 2021
for "Fuzzy Socks and Crocs" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Francine Roberts