Short Penalties Poems

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Premium Member No More Penalties

Once a coin in Tullamore 

was to decide the final score

the tosser threw high

the evening came nigh

no quitters they called it a draw


14th May 2021
Form: Limerick


Prophet

Proposing pure penalties
Rambling rancorous reveals
Opining odd occasions
Pitching putrid penance
Heralding heinous happenings
Evoking erroneous events
Teaching terrific tautology
Form: Acrostic

Death Penalties

It’s time to stop 
the killing by order 
of the courts.

Time to stop
the injections 
electrocutions 

hanging people 
if we still do that 
in America.

Time to stop
pulling people 
from the womb.

Innocents now die 
every day by order 
of the courts.


Donal Mahoney

Ascend

Memories of days splashed with rue, 

Misgivings accumulate 

Penalties accrue

For when thine judgements of foolhardiness come due

Tis then that you realize that your days here are but few

After touching the bottom rock with the sole of your shoe 

Only then

Can you ascend 

And set your compass 

To true
Form:

Premium Member The Wholly Incomprehensible


There we were
all lined up, the girls
dressed like little brides,
the boys in white shirts
and ties, hands joined
in a slow shuffle towards
the wholly incomprehensible.
At that age you believe in
anything you're told
though it was not belief
that was the problem
but the penalties
for not believing that
set a horror loose
to crush our little souls.


Winning a Semi Through a Missed Penalty

When England play semi finals they tend to draw,
losing on penalties to teams who score more, 
someone will miss one of that we are sure,
repeating the fate of the England before, 

The tale of the shoot out we've had to endure, 
in extra time last night Harry Kane didn't score, 
but the rebound he did and the nation did roar, 
missing but winning, ironic galore
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Bank of Love

I often wonder,
     If there is a Bank of Love
Where deposits are made
     And withdrawals are taken
What would it consist of

In my minds eye
     There would be no vault
No overdraft protection
     No fees or strings or penalties
There would be no loan rejection

A place to go
     If you should find
Love in short supply
     To give or take when needed
 A safe place standing by
Form: Rhyme

432 Prepare Us for Death

432.
Prepare Us for Death

Oh Father God, author of our life and death
Be with us in sickness and in health
Do not abandon us even if we dare to forsake Thee
Show to us Your inexhaustible mercy
For we are limited, our time passes away
We are bound by Your laws, we have penalties to pay
Help us be clean in spirit before it leaves our body!

-12/12/2015
(Dumarao)
*39th Daily Reflection from Catechism Booklet
Form: Rhyme

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