Short Nick Poems
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Elegant
short
choppy
dialogue
War
women
bullfights
and wine
Early morning
backyard
shotgun
a perfect ending
I saw him stagger then fall to the ground
his roars of laughter in sensurround
he sprung up quick
good old Nick
then smiling, walked away without a sound.
Tears cannot even
Come close
to how I revealed
my Secret Weapon.
And its not
Like I tried
I failed.
With robot
arms I tried
to assimilate
being a Baseball Player.
Ole St. Nick sat on a brick
and shouted my Dick is my Dick.
They thought vulgarity.
He shouted Dick was his baby.
They exclaimed, “His name is Patrick!”
There was young man called Nick
Who wanted to take the girls on a pick-nic
He took a bottle of wine
He had a really good time
But we wondered which girl would pick Nick
© ~GG~ 30/12/2012
O-Obese
L-Loveable
D-Dashing
S-Sensational
A-Awesome
I-Intrepid
N-Noble
T-Trusted
N-Nifty
I-Imposing
C-Celebrated
K-Knowledgeable
Entry for Bobby May's "Christmas Poetry" Contest
forget hostile takeover of earth; i've got my crew...the justice league!
If I Am Super Heroine-Hero Poetry Contest (Winner: 1st Place)
Sponsored by JCB Burl
Date written: 08/28/2020
The flaming pyre
And tortured screams;
Regrets and curses
And broken dreams.
The piles of gold,
With fags* and booze;
The lust and orgies:
So much to choose…
*cigarettes
For PD’s To Hell and Back contest
Model and singer Nick Kamen
Best known for stripping off his jeans
In a Levi’s 501 jeans commercial
Using Laundromat machines
A Celebrity Epitaph Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Michelle Faulkner
01/10/22
We are God"s Literature!
from the beggining till the end!
the End : to Our Beginning!
our beginning where the heart knows
no cries,and Happiness is to infinity!
there is where you are little one,
looking over us,an Angel in Heaven! -CHARMA
Form:
Skinny Nick hid a jar of roasted peanuts;
a jar of roasted peanuts Skinny nick hid.
If Skinny Nick hid a jar of roasted peanuts,
who found the jar of roasted peanuts Skinny Nick hid?
*My readers like this Nursery Rhyme,
because they love peanuts like
Skinny Nick did.
The open West is an iron lung
for the polio of my soul
Lifting me up and breathing in
at once to make me whole
Wild and free, its air blows clean
to minister my wounds
And nurse me back to perfect health
—a second none to soon
(Durango Colorado: February, 2019)
Our Jolly Saint Nick seems quite sprite
With big happy smiles this fine night
He hands out his toys
And tween that enjoys
His old, faithful friend named Bud-Light!
December 18, 2022
Contest: A Funny Santa Limerick
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
I'm shopping for Santa.
He's not good with money.
He'll us up my credit
and laugh like it's funny.
He says he's not perfect
but what can he do.
With Christmas time coming
we'll all need to woo.
So spend what you have to
and say it's for him.
And know in your spirit
a Saint comes to skim.
While Rudolph and crew waited for Santa Claus,
he got sprayed on by a big and annoying skunk.
Santa returned he nearly fainted, he had to pause,
And said, I’m going to retire and become a monk.
12/23/2021
Contest :A Funny Christmas Themed 4-Liner
Sponsor: Tania Kitchen
Sloppy Santa spent his Christmas jolly
Until in folly he sat on holly
Yet Old Saint Nick laughed like a loon.
Bright eyes twinkling, his cap did doff
Watching a rich eggnog run off
With his dear sweet hot cross bun, soon
To a damp honeymoon spittoon.
Santa saw it, please do not scoff.
12/22/2020
He asked for directions
It was a train ride and a walk that mirrored mine
We were apart on the train
My minimal sociability
We met in the roar of passengers
A second offer of navigational help was given
We strolled with small introductions and talked
The ticket office prompted our fission
A Mediterranean farewell
A nick jr show that's popular among many young kids.
It deals underwater creatures that solve problems through food.
I'm obviously too old for it and released way after my time,
But it's good to see what the younger generation of kids are into.
It seems nice and cute.
It just may get a bigger fandom once the audience gets older.
Bereft the sordid creature stood
No home, alone, it wasn’t good
Gleaming with a wrathful eye
To me it looked; I wondered why
It’s time to run I thought inside
But where’s a place that I can hide?
Then suddenly a light appeared
My friend’s new Jeep through snow he steered
How fragile is this life of mine?
Rescued in the nick of time
Here lies the body of Nick O Tyme
Who never thought of crossing the line
Lived his life as quiet as could be
Only stimulant consumed was tea
Saved a lady from the path of a train
Regarding which he was true to his name
Result for him was not quite the same
***
November 14, 2019
F G I series 3 epitaph
Brian Strand, sponsor
S-aved in the nick of time,
H-ope has kept one alive;
E-very minute is important,
I-t's a matter of second to survive.
L-ife in the nick of time is critical to let it live;
A-llowing the final moment to make one's heart believe.
R-escue January twenty-sixth
O-pens the chance sublime;
S-afe and secure Friday morn,
I-n the nick of
T-ime.
MARCUS JOHNSON aka NICK FURY AGENT OF SHIELD
Marcus Johnson aka Nicolas Joseph Fury Jr.
African-American
Former Army Ranger
NOW chief Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Mother of Marcus was CIA Agent
Fell in love with Agent Fury also CIA Agent
Together co-created birth son
Marcus Johnson
Nick Fury: Agent of Shield
8/27/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
I was so loud when we first met
I knew you were both lovely people
My mind was already set
Thank you both for believing in me
Which is something even I failed to see
I have maybe not known you both that long
But my guards now down
I am feeling strong
You will both always share a place in my heart
I love you both lots and thank you
Here's were my new life starts
The war against extreme Muslims
what did we have when we was growing up
the Cold War
and the probs in Northern Ireland
Nothing changes
Just the year and enemy changes
I'd rather have Neo Soviet Russia
and Red China as enemies
Tho dangerous we know their capabilities
Little is unknown unlike this new war
New Dawn 2971
Nick Armbrister and other authors/poets/writers
The thunder of guns echoed around the thick wood,
Dying soldiers trembled with pain, death understood.
I remember looking at the nightly bright stars.
Trying to find a freedom path, despite our scars.
Saved our poor lives as we crossed to the other side
Of the river. Another place now they could ride
Up to the mountain and hopefully search for food.
A fire kindled to warm us in a better mood.