Short Panel Poems

Judgment panel code 
For pretense road human makes
God made for the all



-October 17, 2018 Chattogram...

Read More

the catastrophe 
avoided…wobble…wobble
lazy chair upstart
banged the curio panel
upheaval of heavy art

3/6/2023...

Read More

Woke seeing her face
Painted on ceiling panel,
After encounter
Of that near absolute death,
I know she saved me from it....

Read More

Love is a martinet
A displinarian who has 
Panel beaten the minds 
Of the madman
I'm no exception for
My heart sings
LOVE
The pigeon music...

Read More

Pianos are falling apart,
The ivory keys at the start;
From there to the panel,
It’s too much to handle;
It’s breaking the strings of my heart....

Read More

RED HAT GIRL
her beauty,his art
by a simple wooden panel,
a forever channel-
never to depart

see more with vermeer cartoons 
@www.vermeersgirls.blogspot.com...

Read More

Explore the Messiah 
In yourself
He should be
 the love
 In your heart
That bright sun
 evil should be
That black dot
 in your heart
 Panel of the dark
That blue moon...

Read More

Twinkle twinkle super nova
Lighting up my lunar rover
Will my solar panel stand
Heat intense like molten sand
Twinkle twinkle super nova
Hope I'm here when it's all over...

Read More

They are vain, quarrelsome men
Bloated, opinionated,
Untidy, men cosseted 
By the academic life,
The literary life—smug,
Tell you what authors are in
Or out. They know best—of course....

Read More

On the window pane
Are raindrops starting 
Down the window panel
It is a downpour of rain

On the pavement are puddles
They begin small then
Slowly the puddles grow bigger
The air changes quickly

The puddles freezes 
Snow begins to fall
Covering the ground
Quickly with the snow...

Read More

Jinxed out
was the sex panel
on the honour’s integrity.
Deep water a fish
was found dead.

The destination
of your rival was
feminism. I was talking
of the moon
without gender.

Your fingers were probing
the dancing words,
in this strange event.
Darkness was falling
on my lips in morning. 



Satish Verma...

Read More

What is life! Not that I really care,
nor understand the motives that
surround me.
What is death? An end to despair
then a carousel to remind me
there is no escape. Oh! What a cruel
fate, one’s life shown continuously
upon the great wall, the mind
reflects before the godly panel
debriefs it…….

© Harry J Horsman  1990...

Read More

"I was convinced that there were bombs planted all over the place.
Everywhere there were going off explosions
as if someone was sitting at a control panel base
and pushing detonator buttons.
There was another explosion,
and then another one.
I didn't know which way to run."
 - Teresa Veliz, working on the 47th floor of the North Tower on 09/11....

Read More

One wooden panel
Scraped from its ivory case---
I recall Grandma’s doorway
Leading us to our ranch,
Where young feet mounted wild horses. 

This ancestral home,
Now broken by time’s onslaught
Oh years filled with fresh grassland
Rolling on memories---
While old panel, stands on my hall.


Manny Paras...15th July 2014
For nette onclaud, Door To A Wayra...

Read More

The candle is consumed. Darkness reigns.
The heavy hailstorm hits the windows,
and the wind weeps and creaks through the shutters.
When the doors slam, 
a fugitive flash of ghost dances and vanishes
in crazy laughter.
The torn paintings on the walls bleed.
On the kitchen table, 
the knife and the cleaver glisten.
And on the front gate, a hanging panel:
for sale....

Read More

Charlie wants to pass by all means,
That day he ate a lot of beans,
His fart has a foul smell,
Teacher runs from this spell,
Thereby,creating unpleasant scenes.

For this,they have to face the heats,
Most of them are full of deceits,
But charlie farts again,
Which makes panel insane,
Causing many to leave their seats.

12-3-2017
Contest:I Started A Joke by Maria Williams...

Read More

    mouth blown glass flowers
  spectrums of iridescent-
                  hangs      above my head 


 



______________________
May 23, 2016, 


Poetry/Haiku/glass poppies
Copyright Protected, ID 16-7943-29-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written Under Pseudonym.

Inspiration Photo, Poppies, Glass Art Panel


For the contest, Glass Art Haiku, 
sponsor, Skat

Fourth Place...

Read More

It was a dead guys Jeep,
some panel damage but we bought it,  
fixed it.

An attack of death took him.

 ‘Last Calls’ always happen
when no one is looking.

We paint sprayed.

When he got dead, maybe he thought:
‘O yea. I remember.
there is always a booze-bar in another place.’
In that other place
he is probably calling for another.

Hey dead guy,
this car is still a sweet ride....

Read More

I the stained glass panel
Impeccable by craftful hand
Adorned with the color of rainbow
Stand tall but unviewed
You my dear are like the sunlight rays
The starlight's twinkle
Yes
You are like the moonlight beams
You shine through my hue
Prisming my heart’s colors to illumination 
Touching off Opalescent glass seen by all
For my soul now engulfed by thy beauty 
Made perfect with thy light
Viewed by all...

Read More

learn to cut life piece by piece 
don't swallow it  ,
it chokes
a tailor told me
in piece by piece
she made it a beautiful dress
the mason said
from piece by piece
he built the edifice
the panel beater chopped!
from piece by piece
he shackled it
so the farmer said
from seed by piece
he harvested it
though from 
an acre.. 
life is such a bunch
peel it in style

By Gideon Idudje

...

Read More

was watch'n mueller on tv
not a place i'd want to be
he's an old man go'in to jail
sunken eyes and persona pale
a professional at his job
the questioning panel proud
they could treat him as a slob
with their trick questions loud
and fast into tired old ears
of a man in retirement years
and angry t-rump watching with fears
so he must resign from office with tears
rather than have a liars breakdown in court
and hear.....cheers


stan sand...

Read More

In Between A Tweet Horn Haiku

In between a tweet
Is when we both first did meet;
Then me did delete.

Spontaneity
When a success want to be;
Best for you and me.

Establish panel,
When things we want to handle;
At both ends burnt candle.

Seemed like show and tell
Humpty dumpty and fool fell;
Neither will do well.
(Wishing well gone to hell.
Not working like Trump.)

Is a big wigger
Who on we should pull trigger
As lies get bigger.

Jim Horn...

Read More

How can path, concrete and steel,
be more than stairway up a hill?
It can be mural of startling parts,
complex vision of mystical arts;
tiled artwork, colors fantastic,
one hundred sixty steps majestic.
Myriad fishes, seaside delight,
swim beneath crescent moonlight; 
gorgeous flowers, many flying thing,
as if Van Gogh made ceramic sing!
Each glazed panel is wondrous,
no trip up steps too ponderous.
Every tourist should gladly go,
to this sight in San Francisco....

Read More

I can feel the different shades dancing inside my body. Darkness bows and lets brightness take the lead. They tease each other in a game of cat and mouse. Brightness often wins but darkness never makes me forget his presence. It demands to be felt, even on the clearest of all summer days. One drop can be enough to plant a seed, the more I feed it, the more it grows. It crawls up, but the light remains, standing strong and tall, in search for a ray of sun to make it bloom again....

Read More

Can Change Channel

After hearing a comment from 
Good Morning Joe on MSNBC 
on May 22, 2018. He has just
been telling facts regarding
what Trump has been doing.

If you don't want to hear truth from this panel,
Can mention many words  that may dismantel,
And endure,
Things impure,
You should go ahead and change this channel.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/
poems_by_poet.aspx?ID=33466...

Read More