Short Mays Poems

Amazeballs means supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.




Written 20 February 2019.

For Bobby Mays three word poem contest....

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On11- He may be sad, you may not be.
On 14- If it were a detergent, Billy Mays would be a natural!
On 13- His picture will appear soon, and often....

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Bread
Crusty
Delicious
Enjoyable
Feast.




Written 5th April 2019

Inspired by,  but not for Joseph Mays lanterne contest....

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We played dare and jumped off the pier
Ignored the dangers and showed no fear






Written on 4th May 2019


 Not for, but inspired by Joseph Mays crystal clear contest...

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Willie McCovey
Baseball great
Baseball glory gone

Hank Aaron
Home run king
Passing by Babe Ruth

Say hey Willie Mays
Basket catch
Superstar

Micky Mantle plays
Baseball world
Roger Maris twin...

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O Monami! Fiancé these days!
They forgot to pick wrought iron
In their unsung Mays!

In seasons, they sprinkled
In salts they tried,
In their secret recipes
Even my Clover died!

PS. It is still poetry!

...

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Know that giving helps the giver
Keep making peace before nightfall
Karma can wait to deliver
King-size smiles for one and for all

Kiss daily and say I love you
Kneel in prayer of gratitude
Kindly be on good behavior

June 20, 2018

Pleiades Contest by Joseph Mays...

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Once again, the undisputed Grand High Exaulted Mistress Of the Quiz Universe;
Ms. Sharon!!  Oxymoron (Billy Mays).  Congratulations!!  You win a dozen cases of
OxymoronClean hand delivered by the silver tongued bearded Osama-Bin-
Wanna-Be
of the airwaves, whose name I feel too disgusted to repeat again.......

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Day I've known in early Autumn
You are spring in winter long thought on
How truth differs; three have I known
Two hemispheres I now call home
German day in such heavy leaf
British may I've known of chief.
Aus May mists and paddocks longer
Cross roads Albury Wodonga
Mays, holding notes in my life's song....

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'Tis fairly certain that struggling bards such as this old bloke,
Are seldom honored or make any money 'til after they croak!
Ah, just the thought of the pleasure that it would bring,
To nab First Place in Bobby's contest just for the honor of the thing!

Entry for Bobby Mays' "I Am A Winner" Contest
(2 March 2019)...

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Pink petal scented gliding breeze
As windchimes sing of younger Mays
Refreshing lacy memories
Pink petal scented gliding breeze
Shaded beneath lavender leaves
Her daughters, touched by grace she raised
Pink petal scented gliding breeze
As windchimes sing of younger Mays.

5/09/19

For Celebrate May with a Triolet contest
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich...

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Broken rocky garden, overgrown, torn
Bending her splintered hope, divided pain
Token throwaway cuts, discarded scorn
Spending relief's pennies, enticing rain
Spoken dulcet song, kindness softly born
Tending today's seeds for tomorrow's gain
Still plant optimism in future Mays
Will grant definition to her last days.

6/16/19

For Rima Ottava contest
Sponsor: charles messina...

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Baseball cards oh so many,
I had two, three and four,
of each one, I had.
The trouble is there gone for evermore.

I had the rookies of Mantle, Mays,
really I did, honest I did.
Where are they now?
Well, they went their ways.

Started collecting again in seventy-four,
once again, oh so many,
three, four of each one,
this time I will keep and start me a store.

wrote 6-18-90...

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Not easily followed, a monarch’s flight
Delicate and dainty in so many ways.
Jealous of course is Mr. Worker Bee
She is lithe and lovely, pretty and light.
Wondering if she will last ‘til end of days.
She flutters past both my shoulder and knee.

She is amazingly easy to love
But will she return for all of my Mays?
Surely this will be revealed to me
All I know is she was sent from above....

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wily wizened lady of the oak has October ways
Stop if you must, but do not eat her craze.
Her pumpkin peach pies will put you into a daze.
Sounds perfect! Said my ghostly cousin Sir Haze.

He got the recipe, but could never make it her ways.
I think she left out ingredients said my Grandma Mays.
We should know, because she does it to others said Auntie Maize.
wonderful wizened lady of the oak has October ways....

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oh, perfect harvest moon, my surprisingly wonderful friend
what are you doing, hanging around the sky in May?
we need you in October, so I sketch you rapidly
afraid you will disappear before I get your lines down right

the cherry blossom trees appear magically orange tonight,
there is a witch hazel ambiance in the wind
I feel like chanting, drumming, stomping and twirling
and so I do, enjoying May’s odd harvest moon.
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So your there 
In Mays mind 

around twin oceans
And darkened moon.

I have no cause , misty
in "just" of you.

Hear you living and budding
And Im spring play .

Your seasons away
And a footprint near.

Do you question
winters pain now

with the real
And the Fall winds.

No new days,
Words refuse to flower.

With a fading 
the last arrival,

my arrival of truth. 

The truth that May
will never come....

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Dallas beckons yonder
Bright lights and cold beer
Cowboys always wander
To things that ain't here 

Dallas collects money
From those who can't spare
Tragic becomes funny
Just from bein' there

Romance seldom follows
Trips to our Big D
Female rarely swallows
Lines from guys like me 

Success follows tryin'
Mabel is her name
Confessed constant lyin'
Loves me just the same

2/16/18
For Joseph Mays' contest 88 Syllables...

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A Broken Man. 

A mans heart may fail,  and beat slowly, 
A mans eyes may dim, and not see as clearly. 
A mans strength may weaken, and his pace may be slow. 
A mans thought may be confused with disease. 
A mans voice may change with age. 
A mans touch may be altered with pain. 

But a man is not known by his age or strength, 
But by the friends he has made along the way, 
And by his kindness his life will ever be restored. 


Wendell Mays...

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With loving drops
from heavens lap
greyness fades 
from every view
In its place
color, born to sing
shines in verse
to natures music
Accompanying
sounds of triumph
are heard above
raindrops patter
Reds, yellows, lilacs
smile timidly 
into the blueness 
of their mothers breast
With Mays arrival
a golden father
looks down with
beaming pride 
to see his
children at play,
nestled in new warmth
and to new 
resolution

Contest by Edward Ebbs 04/03/2016...

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