Short On The Rocks Poems
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Champagne on the rocks to sip
Burning iceberg sparkle the red tip
Tongue lash in meeting of the lip
Restrain to know how I whip.
When I arrive
I walk throught the sand
Then through the pebbles
I jump on the rocks
Then the mountain was complete
Francine King
Sidewalk spring rain steps
years of tetter-totter angst
Main St. love apocalypse
Relationship on the rocks
Haystack needle search weary
i'm
a drink
on the rocks
straight
no chaser
with wax in
my ears
no siren song
karioki to take me
with
strangers
in the night
Form:
we had it all
times we had a ball
i do recall
the feeling
had me reeling
now all thats a old block
and stop
our
SEX IS ON THE ROCKS
Collecting sandstones
To refill love thrown
Rocks pile---nights alone.
Just Ten Words Contest
Submited by Ashley Conte
dated 8 April 2014
it was real
its still our deal
someone it got loss
love still the boss
its will not be toss
we have to shop
put a stop
OUR LOVE ON THE ROCKS
Some ships founder on the rocks.
Such sad things come to pass.
Relationships! They founder too,
if not upon a rocky shore,
then in a whiskey glass.
goth on the rocks
around the watering hole
the black sheep flock
7/10/2019
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Immensely fathomless
It's implausible that
Immersed below unseen
Is 90 percent of ice mass
Inducing any stray
Invincible ship to
Imbibe id on the rocks
An alien oozed forth from a streetcar
Undulating into the nearest bar --
Blinked his green eyes
And what a surprise --
Ordered vodka on the rocks of a Star
Written large & form erroding
Shore & folly show.'
Blending light & water almost solid.
© Joe Maverick 5-12-2010
for SKATS sandcastle haiku contest
Smashed
And on the rocks
Shaken and stirred
To a paranoid
Amygdaloid
Control deferred
***
I
love to
sip whiskey
on the rocks and
hang out with the jocks
wife hates this all
marriage is
on the
rocks
~30 Jul 2016~
it was so
real love you no
ley other in your door
not like was before
theyer bring in there chart
cause to have a broke heart
things began to stop
than
MARRIGE IS ON THE ROCK
“Well, I guess you’ll just have to choose between
….
…
…
going to a Lady Vols game or
an Ice Bears game”
the sharpness of my wit
has been smashed on the rocks!
I swallow my tongue!
martini cocktail
on the rocks, agent james bond,
shaken, not stirred
~Contest: Ice, Snow, Frost Haiku
~Sponsor: Tania Kitchin.
~Syllables count: Howmanysyllables.com
waves crash on the rocks
repeating their splash and spray
each in its own way
life runs in cycles
unending iterations
details change each time
can we shape the ocean tide
or just watch and take the ride
Heavy on the rocks
My weight burdens Earth's unrest
Slanted eyes recall
What brought me here now
Seeking like winter fauna
An alert peace stills
Sonorous in clouds
Above my deep distance
Birds seem to call me
I asked Jack, "How can you stand to live in that box?
Whiskey on the rocks?”
He said, "Nah, it's much more mundane.
I simply turn off my brain; then, turn it back on again,
when someone else wants me to entertain.
on the rocks
a heap of clothes
splashing water
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Contest: Thirteen Syllables Or Less
Sponsor: Timothy Hicks
Placed 5th
Snow when it falls on a small Ohio town.
My guns.
Any child before it has learned too much.
Irish malt on the rocks in a crystal glass.
Obviously, my wife
children and grandchildren.
Did I mention whisky and guns?
Sunset tints the ocean crimson
White stallions gallop upon the waves
spraying her nude body reclining on the rocks
Water nymph with pearly skin
turn to me just once imprint your image
uipon my mind a perfect picture to keep by my side.
My mind is like a rapid stream..
Flowing images from all my dreams..
As they crash on the rocks and break apart..
They split into daydreams and pictures
from my heart..
by Michael J Falotico
06/04/2011
"Write me a Rippling Stream"
The ruins are made of sugars and, melt the time.
Nothing will stay, beyond the flavors of the wind;
And the empty life is laying on the rocks
Storms say to me, that the route should be necessary.
While the limb slides down in remembrances on the sidewalk.
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