Short Net Poems
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Stunning embroidered
Handmade hammock of insect
Waving with mild breeze
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
29/08/2021
oh
heavenly stars
above
shower me
with
your love
Let me
be
the
first soul
captured in
the
fisherman’s net
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FISHNET STOCKING
A newty knit a net of knots and thought it rather fitting.
But knew he not, that naughty newt, that nets are not for knitting.
meandering thoughts
a hyperactive net prowls
after the spanner
woven holy cloth
a hyperactive dog prowls
barking in the night
5/23/19
Her face was twin to a net
It looked worse than a whizzle up pet
Tried all kinds of creams
Still couldn't redeem
So, she wore a plastic face set
Not means for fishing
Not the net of mosquito
world communicates
fractured; the angry march
to I’s nexus
red, not gold, tracks.. wired to
perfect black
catastrophic chiroptera
see this cornucopia -
what plenty?
You torment me day after day
Typing programs never goes my way
You drive me quite insane
lost my mind and your to blame
Web and net are not my games to play.
5/23/12
Juicy hamburger, on bun
Covered with onion
In basket of crispy fries.
Slice of tomato,
Slathered with mayo.
Piping hot,
Yummm!
April 27,2011
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The old Scotsman burred loud on the dock:
" Bring along more than tackle and block!
For if yah cast out yer net,
yah might live to regret
bringing ole Nessie up out of the Loch!"
Lo, the Missing Link has been found
Caught by the Net, he is fast bound.
Seeking to keep his privacy
He lost it to trade piracy.
As partners share nation to nation,
Identity goes on chain migration.
Shake
this hand,
my friendship
to you,I send
each
day,
poet
and good friend-
in fellowship,
these
best
wishes
be with you
in this handshake
true-
for
in verse,
your talent
brings honour to
you
Angels Net Flies--
sainting aurora
A black, thundery net flies
because of the ghost
backers aurora
A wide, thundery net flies
in spite of the host
6/29/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
i caught myself
starting to cry
a tear was
welling
up
but the
well is done
dry so chocked
up i coughed some
dust
and brushed off
my coat don't
need to
take
on
any
more
of a load
already heart's
heavy
Form:
When the net is down, we stare blankly at the wall
We consider hanging out at the food court in the mall
Obsessed is a word that is often used
Nothing to do but go for a snooze
Life without the net is absolutely no life at all
© Jack Ellison 2015
there has been a threat
amount you will beat and net
or loose with regret
were impervious
going to my church service
which made me nervous
am a forewarned
internet has dark corner
being forlorner
were impervious
going to a church service
which made me nervous
It feels like safety
It feels like home
It feels like falling in love
And all I've ever known
The thrill it brings
The space it fills
We fight and makeup
It's about the journey in the story
This is my life; my happy place
My light after the dark tunnel
Poetry embraced
Catching fish amongst
The wall - high rolling waves
Fishing the moonlight
Amongst the darkness of the night
Catching coldness amongst
The blinking of the stars
Sighing secretly
Amongst the swift blowing wind
Scooping hopes
Amongst the unknowm of
The faraway future
The bride's long net veil floats across
Hill and dale, in gentle
Yet excited whispy array
Very temperamental
Angel wings decorate morn's sky
For the lovely cool bride
Sun's pink hues color choice plus blue
Beautiful scene as bride glides
Just a morn out on the porch
The thing
about rhyme
is you can’t help
but read it
The glue
in the verbiage
whose tonic
is needed
Uniting
each line
with the magic
of sound
Melding the
moment
as phrases
— surround
(Dreamsleep: September, 2024) O/L 9-23-2024
... Famous Quote By Robert Frost
Finally he has gone to fish
With a nylon net
Since unskilled he is
Anyhow has set the net,
But, o! he alone has caught
All the fishes
No a single one in the pond
For them, you or us,
Modern devises are so accurate
To finish things at once
Beings also face same fate
Here, there always.
Death hangs
on the poles
at our bank.
A Chinese
fishing net
sinks down
with baits
to lure into
the fate.
Doom lurks
between the
darkness and
the blue.
Joys dry in the
breathless net
at dawn. As
care snoozes,
snare catches.
First printed in The Literary Hatchet (Pear Tree Press)
dreams of rest
that are bequest
good fortunes
on the mile
old english
(the final wish)
a cause for one to smile
for what hath naught
time forgot
all but for the script
stroke of pen
age from then
and now the time of trick
the dreams of when
(that ads do send)
taken with a smile
from times of old
warm or cold
are debt with a smile