Short Maul Poems
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In swim trunks, the balls were out.
Each one scored a mighty shout.
digressed to a maul,
in a beachside brawl
Winners were in serious doubt.
Summer, spring, winter, or fall
All you have to do is lie and sprawl
I'll be there
Not a care
Probably I might even maul at the mall
Guess what the nastiest bird is
Vultures comes up in every search
No question at all
Their prey they maul
Rip the flesh off their latest serving
brimmed eyes
squinting against the noon brightness.
gloved hands
wiping the salty drops away.
denim moving
with the lankiness beneath.
strong lines
rising as the maul swings
Trampled soul,
crumpled bad,
in pain,
and pretty sad,
life doles out,
goodies few to a few,
only upon a shout,
others turn hoarse,
trampled,crumpled,
till the soul,
feel as if in a bad maul.
Rebellion is a storm It rumbles
Tossing, scouring and rolling stubbornly
It tears here and smashes there
It roars and maul ferociously like a hungry lion
On it is trail ruins and destruction tell its tale
the news breaks
the world breaks down
the sky screams savagely
the war dogs maul mercilessly
the raging rubble bounces bitterly
the apocalyptic horses gallop giddily
the rotten roof caves in catastrophically
the stands are full, one man kicks the ball
fifteen men pursue, it becomes a maul
referee blow his whistle
concluding the tussle
a try is scored over goal line he crawl
Contest: My Favorite Sport
9th Place
clouds clash in our sky
rains maul maroon umbrella -
enough let's divorce
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Dated July 12, 2019
5-7-5 checked at how many syllables.com
Senryu about Greed, Lust or Loss.
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BEAST
Bold and bruising, bursting forth to attack
Everyone’s enemy, ever the worst of all
An angry animal hunting, just for a snack
So sentient, sensing the right time to maul
Talons tearing with a loud and terrible call
BECOMING MEAN
Ingest, absorb
ASSIMILATE.
Detest, Maul, engorge.
REGURGITATE.
Revenge fueled aggression
Testosterone and hate. Never caring at all
Becoming the bully - Blindly intimidate.
Familiar Aggression family taught
Household hatred just the way I was brought up
HYSTERICAL MOMENT IN DOLL HISTORY
small ///////////////////
doll X X
maul *
pall xxxxx
Screen darkens with small doll. Scared!
Found human to maul — pall snared.
1/25/2018
You wear a clean tuxedo daily,
It gleams in the light, so soft,
You maul me with precious mittens,
Mittens I press a kiss to every time,
Watching you grow is a joy,
Every household object is a toy,
Ambitious you are,
How you speak to me,
Whining for a fresh can of tuna,
You are my princess, precious Chupa.
Brawl In Maul Horn Haiku
After brawl in maul
When prices began to fall
Bills had become tall.
What we will need you
To do when my poems are through
Love them that is true.
Greatest poems are now
Do you think maybe somehow
To love them should vow.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
1.
Silloth, thousand miles
but closer considering
how much we wanted.
2.
even car silence
was comfortable, ok
never dull moments.
3.
bedroom, who’d believe
this tiger waiting to pounce
to savage and maul.
4.
goodbye, train station
quick pic to prove it was real
coming again, true.
14.2.2020 23:15
This was final game of the year for the Pittsburgh Panthers, our team
Was to be a fight between bitter rivals, though one would fall
Our rival, The Mountaineers, had their best season, going to a dream
Both fought for glory, with determination at the Backyard Brawl,
Pittsburgh, the underdog, crushed dreams, at that Backyard Maul.
They bite me,
they maul me,
They're feeding on my flesh.
They tear, they dig into my corpse,
until theres nothing left.
enjoying every drop of blood,
they sink their teeth in me,
Devouring all my inner strength,
ignoring all my pleads.
I try to fight theses monsters,
but they do not fear me,
They only want the hope I have,
that lingers still in me.
Once the gentle panther was loved by all
save dragon, the Devil, who hid in fear.
Believed to be good it held all in thrall
likened to the life of Christ held so dear
for rising after three days’ rest to call,
roaring so loud and sweet none failed to hear.
But wild, they follow to a fatal maul
with a sleek panther of face so frightening,
hidden from prey then killed like lightning.
Thrice a summer aphrodisia snickered in my face
Yesteryear the fog of boreal passion surfaced across my window frame
Omnifarious passions are surfacing
The insignificance of homosapiens stood the test of time
Life molests all of us, maul us, then sing us to sleep
Spiraling through dimensions decorated with brothels and strip clubs
Aging with the grains of pebble stones
Aphrodisia is a tourist
Why does your religion
have to disfavor mine
To speak to its converts
and prattle Divine
Foundations this slanted
are poised for a fall
Appeasing their zealots
who follow and maul
More killed by religion
in His holy name
Than famine and pestilence
ever can claim
The tenets left foreign
to God’s true intent
Epiphanies barren
—all grace to relent
(Villanova University: December, 2021)
India
by Nandlal K. Pancholi
AIDS and raids and RDX dunes
Bell-hop cops poor politic's peons
Daud philoo Memons macabre dons
Maul megapolis all perilous pawns
Harshad hotshot handsome hero
Bofors pay off probe by Nero
Riot-hit state of riot-hit cities
Parrallel perennial animosities
Political parties pelt at each other stones
common man woe-ridden groans and moans
Over disputes hot House adjourns
Path to progress strewn with thorns
As repetitious boundaries' maul
to newer interests adds recall.
Affords thee not, while phantom's call
brings hovering, losings appall
that wastes my time, some sensor small
~ indictment at its worst, in all.
Do bridge my deity with tall
consenting, as with bravery's pull
some action leads to bright excel,
God's willing servant, not enthrall
of self-love, hindering with its spell
and then to you, some hope install ~
As grace gives bearing ~ give console!
A killer roams these streets at night
all for pleasure, out of sight.
Prowling neath' a pallid moon,
the midnight hour approaches soon.
A surefire glance secures her prey,
she readies stance if she may
pace stealthily in quiet advance
and maul her catch with graceful prance.
She discards her victims at my back door
and slinks to shadow to kill some more.
Two stiff brown mice a careless bat
a curled up shrew and eyeless rat.
For my freindship with an alleycat.
As repetitious boundaries' maul
to newer interests, adds recall.
Affords thee not, while phantom's call
brings hovering, losing's appall
that wastes my time, some sensor small,
-indictment at its worst, in all.
Do bridge my deity with tall
consenting, as with bravery's pull
some action leads to bright excel.
God's willing servant, not enthrall,
of self-love, hindering with its spell,
and then to you, some hope install -
As grace gives bearing - give console!
Throwing your rum
Against an X’s wall
Shows what I’ve become
As I pass out in my hall
Shedding alcohol tears
Is quite a sign
Losing my life is a fear
I’m falling behind
My kids are asleep
I love them with my all
Though they silently weep
At their father’s fall
But I don’t want to stop
You know this alcoholism
Is my final drop
To what is one hell of an exorcism
So my demons are gone
But the memory does maul
Tonight I sleep on the lawn
With my stars I stall