Short Nine Poems
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Peace
we sow
grains so small
fonder that grow
in places for all.
Harvests we reap
love we heap
heartbeats'
feats.
9
As in old time
Humpback nine
1
Holds stick one
Humpback old nine
19
To turn back to teen
One front nine,nineteen!
Afro Samauri,
Ready to end this charade,
Leaps into action.
He brings his sword down,
Slicing him into pieces.
The perfect divide.
When I was a child of nine
I thought I had all the time
Time to live and be happy
Time to fish with my pappy
But death had crossed the line
82 degrees W.....47 degrees N
Battle sequence deltaD.A..025
universal pattern, alfa delta 2
laqunch sequence with wide
spread projection.
Apart from each other we've grown
Time spent with me away you've thrown
Thanks for letting me drone alone
Right way to learn to me you've shown
Times really have changed
Since being a young lad unrestrained
Was the star
Favorite by far
Nine older sisters our own chorus line
spleen of newt tongue of blubba
foul things toads eat for suppa
a potion so fine
will strengthen a spine
swallow with bread and butta.
song
in plain
antiphon-
doxology
verse &versicle
in rhyming roundelay-
sung to greet their wedding day
an epithalamium
a prosaic prothalamion
I see the fingernails of a nine-year-old boy
at the end of my hands
They make me laugh.
How did he get them away from me?
And how did he reattach them?
a prosaic prothalamion
with a epithalamium
sung to greet their wedding day
in rhyming roundelay-
verse and versicle
doxology
antiphon-
in plain
song
far across country
smoke drifts..cries reverberate
sitting mesmerized
bewildered, mutely frightened
taste word...terrorist
No. 1 in Carolyn's contest.
medium's the page
look at me
toe tied to a line
MagiCicada 13
Life's a challenge at the best of times
Winning 9 out of 10 is a damn good sign
Life can be hard
Keep up your guard
You'll get through, let happiness shine
There was a cat who used up her lives of nine
Feasting upon caviar and mulled wine
She went out like a light
On Christmas Eve night
And her owner passed away the same time.
Ten outta nine people are men
The kind that start wars with nations they offend
A charming lot
With stinky socks
Rest ain't too pleasant especially their back end
Anyone from LA to New York
knows babies are not brought by the stork.
It takes nine months gestation
for a new generation.
Didn’t you learn that in school you dork?
We are selling shirts for six ninety-nine.
They have school colors – tangerine and lime.
They are scratchy and wrinkly most of the time.
Come closer, young pigeons, only six ninety-nine.
She
sets sail,
November,
riding waves of
eddy leaves left from October’s debut.
Majestic and proud, she takes firm command,
steering the bow
of Winter
toward
Spring.
My thoughtful vet phoned to say that my cat was not dead, just asleep, permanently.
Written 5th April 2018
For Epigram contest sponsored by Deborah Guenthar Beachboard
as a kid I once saw two dogs stuck back to back ~ somehow connected
>-<
my mum said someone had tied their tails together ~ her tone affected
He can't be real, so happy ALL the time
Of course some days only ten outta nine
That's downright silly
Disturbs the tranquility
Must control this extreme enthusiasm of mine
MONTH NINE
September was month seven in the early Roman calendar
But was ninth after two more months that Julius Caesar added
Starting school is timely to understand and reconcile the name
She is on cloud nine, all is great, and fine.
She is on cloud ten, doing it again.
She is on cloud eleven, heading toward earth heaven.
She fell back to eight, but life is still rather great.
I spread her wanting derriere as making love unto she..
Perfect sweetness; cumming, and all I could do was enjoy while
My heart raced to catch her haloes breath; sucking, her beautiful breast.