Short Platform Poems
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hot, crowded platform
repulsive subway station
rush of rank damp air
screeching heralds arrival
beast covered in urban art
That platform of sorrow and sighs,
The scale that so blatantly lies,
I think it takes glee
In laughing at me,
"Your diet has too many pies."
Real eyes
have shapes
we never really understand.
Are made of
water bags not glass,
we never quite know how.
Real eyes
dance on a platform of moments.
Corn silk flags the wind
Sunflowers dance the road's ditch
sun falls down the sky
leave me end of day wonder
tip like a wink over pond.
Sheri Fresonke Harper
Change
Obama’s platform seems kind of strange
All he stands for is lots of change
He's made it easy for me to heft
The small amount that I have left
By Mike Francis
You're the King of my heart
It's not fair; this monarch
I want control of my soul
I'm destined to rule
I'll commit treason if I have to
Which might end on a platform
Find here a tribute to one of the cleverest gals
To ever grace a show biz locale
She mused that parties 'stand' for a platform
For which voters 'fall' by the swarm
Starving little turtle
Cracked eggshells
Lost relationships
Broken dreams
Falling teeth
Death opens the door
Train departs from platform
No one
Waves of emotions
No more
Grand Central
At four in the afternoon
On the platform
Awaiting your arrival,
A cold shiver passes through me.
W.A.CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2013.
Matt the elf wanted to drive Santa's sleigh
Standing at just 3 feet tall, there was no way
He put on high platform shoes,
but fell over, not amused
He'll settle as a passenger today
on the platform, waiting to catch the next connection...new year's eve
______________________
Monoku 2 New Year Contest
Hosted by Silent One
Placed 2nd
© 28th December 2017
I see an ant crawling along the train platform.
We are like ants in the universe's vast form.
Life as hard as stone, like this ant I am alone,
But I know I will return home, each milestone.
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empty train platform~
midnight rain taps old tin roofs
no footsteps echo
a stray cat licks its wet fur
under the flickering streetlamp
We laugh to be pleased.
It may be harsh and haughty.
It may seem quite rough.
Haters use satire to taunt.
It's a criminal's platform.
Written: December 05, 2021
Neither thy face, nor features, lips and eyes
Nor it is my yearning for mirth which my heart fries
My feet are advancing towards the hangman’s platform
O sword of tyranny! It is for thee my heart cries
hi to station cat napping neatly on platform its limbs are so white
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9/21/2015
Contest - One Liner
Sponsor - Silent One
2nd place win
Middle America's Democrats are reeling in shock
At the party's Progressive Agenda, tailor-made to block
The candidacy of anyone who can't check these boxes
Minority Female, Pro-LGBTQ, P.C. Platform ~ sky-high taxes
MISSED THE TRAIN
Tried to catch you my sweetheart.
Immediately after
my arrival, train whistled,
moved leaving me at platform.
I know, we will never meet.
12/04/19
Edited on 01/25/22
"One day accidentally
came across a platform
poets from different countries
with their own norms***
yet kindest and most
resilient people ever,
a community,
am
grateful
to have been a part of"
quaint chats, district twangs,
greet my shell clad ear as I step,
on grey day mist platform,
childhood echoes rife,
sign rust, green flake post box, stuffed waste bin,
cute named antique street birthright,
one true home found
MEMORY OF YOUTH
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we built it crooked
in oak’s arthritic elbow—
a fortress of scrap lumber
a crooked platform
steel nails bent like question marks
with acorn armies we ruled
Borrowed Time Horn Limerick
Borrowed time did like to live on
Finally when it was all gone
There had been a big race
Wanted me to set pace
And spread political platform on.
You can imagine what all
of this means.
Jim Horn
On the shiny platform
I hold a microphone
raising it higher
the ground trembles in thrill
power slowly amplifies
fireworks from behind burst upward
enthusiasm overwhelms the room
the candle of joy
shall blaze for a while
before it burns out
In the midst of a desert
a voice cries out
Woe to him who snubs
a hungry hand held out
On a crowded subway platform
a different voice rings true
Hand over your wallet, sir
~ If you value your life, you do
Transient home full of visitors!
A highway flooded by travellers!
A major platform staged by performers!
Nobody owns it
Nobody overstays their welcome
It is the "No man's Life"
Just do your best, make the most of it with little or no regrets!!!!