Short Out Front Poems

walking out front door 
what a grand feat in itself 
faced with spiders web...

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Summer breeze, sun shine
Swinging on the garden seat
A Robins sonnet 
The school bus arrives out front
Honey, I got some time off...

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OUT FRONT
She’s an athlete in beautiful shape
With a figure that makes people gape
And success she’ll attain 
Her advantage is plain
When it comes to breasting the tape...

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A sign out front of a bar & grill shack
“Liquor in the front, poker in the back”
Suggestive, you betcha
Naughty image etcetera
Quite misleading, but an enticing plaque...

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A sign out front of a bar & grill shack
“Liquor in the front, poker in the back”
Suggestive, you betcha
Naughty image etcetera
Quite misleading, but an enticing plaque...

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A sign out front of a bar & grill shack
“Liquor in the front, poker in the back”
Suggestive, you betcha
Naughty image etcetera
Quite misleading, but an enticing plaque...

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New blood will flow
  and breath exhale
   —as my steps go far and wide

With verse out front
  to lead the way
   —to that promised other side

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)...

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The tree at the mall is right out front.
3 feet in; 4 feet out.
Been shortened for powerlines
and sparsened for rapists'.
It's branches cut back
where it's taxes placed it.
The tree at the mall is right out front....

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An old lady in my apartment building died yesterday
 The Salvation Army truck was out front 
 Her worldly possessions stacked high
 Strangers will soon find them a new home
 as the cycle of life and death perpetuates
 and mutates together as one...

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Silence
in the clank of the button
on my blue jeans
tumbling in the dryer

Silence
in the ceaseless yapping
of the dog locked outside
next door

Silence
in the booming stereo
from the truck parked
out front

Deafening cacophony
in the silence
from you...

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Poem about Sudbury, Ontario, Canada


The bush out back
where children play.
some trees, some rocks.
A love to say.

The house out front.
It's porch cement.
The dog tied up.
His dropping pent.

Your parents home
where light is warm.
You come in late,
despite alarm....

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With a green aura
That surrounds this house of old
Sits a spooky feel
Lamppost out front casts shadows
Working eeriness about

A lone light is lit
By candle in upstairs room
Visible on street
Helps create the dim green glow
That permeates all around

Russell Sivey...

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No matter how great the versing
  writing always lacks the note

That music plants inside our souls
  words by their nature rote

Its melody takes you skyward
  all reason left behind

Pure joy out front to then surround
  —what substitutes as mind

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)...

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Monotone some would say
black and white this is true
but not like simple nothing new
sitting comfortably on the couch
a look of intensity
seriousness
as if almost reaching bliss
paws out front 
haunches bent
tail forthright between two back legs
he slouches
upon his head he wears a mask
like a bandit
as he is named...

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For contest Dance Wave colours....                                                 
 car, desire, imagery, passion, race, sexy

Race
Car named
Flame
Master
Devil be dammed
Take all
Wins 
First place

No tail spins
Straight run inside
way out front
Tail gates
Again
inside 
gain ahead
Wins first
Red
Orange
Hot!...

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Where the ground meets the sky
And I’m looking at a place
Filled with palm trees an
Every house is blue in color
With a variety of large
Butterflies attached
Out front there’s a light
Blue brick road, that
Looks like glass and it
Shines so brightly
Underneath, is the ocean
You can look down and
See the marine life
Swimming around...

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This house of things, with all the people gone.
A mother’s tea set and a daughter’s shoe.
Out front the crabgrass wrestles with a lawn.
This house of things with all the people gone
imagines mildew, dust against the dawn.
See how mold and dryrot whisper to undo
this house of things with all the people gone.
A mother’s tea set and a daughter’s shoe....

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Yep.....No one dun told me...
About that puddle out front....
No body bothered to warn me..
The truth I'd have to hunt...
I stepped in the middle,
Expecting, of water, just a little....
Of concern, a mere piddle....
Suddenly hit by this natural riddle....
HOW COULD THAT PUDDLE,
BE 16 FEET DEEP?
I'll pass my life being befuddled...
Even when I sleep!...

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Louis Armstrong …
a class by himself
Not Dixie or Jazz
but much deeper felt

Growing better with age
his music enthralls
If fourteen or forty
his melodies call

Both Ella and Ray
are seated out front
As Satchmo delivers
when others exeunt

Timelessly treasured
he’d broken the mold
Of what sound can measure
—and a smile can hold

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023) 
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With only twelve keys
the music commands
Some white and some black
their harmony grand 

Scoring the melody
eternal and free
Whether Quincy or Frank,
Prince, Peggy, or me

Heaven the audience
 Angels out front
Truth for a drummer
Sandalphon conducts

All time in abeyance
the chorus in song
Both gates swinging open
—the silence is gone  

(The New Room: April, 2023)...

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With only twelve keys
the music commands
Some white and some black
their harmony grand 

Scoring the melody
eternal and free
Whether Quincy or Frank,
Prince, Peggy, or me

Heaven the audience
Angels out front
Truth for a drummer
Sandalphon conducts

All time in abeyance
the chorus in song
Both gates swinging open
—the silence is gone  

(The New Room: April, 2023)
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Rabbit brags
crazily;
Tortoise plods
lazily.

Rabbit gets
sleepy, see.
Tortoise wins
Easily.

Work ethic
is lacking;
Rabbit gets
shellacking.

Relentless,
forward, there.
T’s out front
by a hare.

Nonfiction
or fable?
Decide if
you’re able.

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Using more dactyls seems a good match for the form...

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/cethramtu-rannaigechta-moire-poetic-asides...

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I’m watching from a distance
As my mom loses her mind
My feet cemented to the ground,
I won’t get there in time. 
Her piercing screams and cries
Reverberate in my brain,
I fear she will hurt herself
To alleviate her pain.
I see her struggle to stand
And she spits at any help,
But when she falls down again
She blames the cards she was dealt.
I reach my arms out front
Grabbing at the air,
I just wish I could reach my mom
And tell her that I’m there....

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Dreams

Latest dreams: loaning a 
small sum of 
money to 
the daisy patch on the 
east side of
the front yard; at an early stage in 
development preaching not elementary language to
claylike people; watching expressionlessly bark and 
stick porn; furthering the cause of
adverse effects (it’s better to not live a 
lie); encouraging the black birds on
the cement path out front to
never go after 
money, benefit, profit, power, and 
so forth by 
unprincipled means.
...

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Four firm tomatoes
left on the kitchen counter-
that's all you left me.

I watched you drive away
headed for Rahway NJ.

Nothing would ever be 
the same. Yesterday,
my landlord, Mr. Moanaster
came by to tell me how
all would be alright.

I want to say:
What do you no anyway?
I want to toss him in the street
along with the other 
pile of junk out front.

Instead I give a slight smile
and a resigned nod-

Invite him in.
Together we sit in silence
eating our tomatoes....

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