Short Polo Poems

Marco! Marco! He said
No polo, just the voices inside his head
Marco! Marco! That one person said
And asked, “why aren’t you dead?”...

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your smart hat and coifed 
charcoal brows your blue
questions about how I’m 
moving through the day
have me in hand 
reminiscing
making me want you
and reminiscing
more and more...

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Welcome to China’s gorgeous Yangtze River
third largest river in the world
rising at Jari Hill
in the Tanggula Mountains
christianed Quian by Marco Polo
seventeen hundreds renamed Blue River...

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‘ Raul Moreno, Poet- Sen•sei … ’   56th  Senryu


   Like Marco Polo
Haiku Master, Moreno
Explores Nature’s Show


From Magnanimous Me (he! he!)  (LOL)
             Love Your Poetry, 
        Your Poet-Pal, MoonBee...

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America’s
faded glory
the polo field
reminds

Of years
of fleeting greatness
and hopes that lived
in kind

A child walks
the ball field
where ponies
used to tread

With memories
buried deep below
their grandeur
— all but dead

(The New Room: March, 2024)
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If dragons were real asked my son
Would I be able to keep one?
He could stay with me up in my room
Saturday morning we'll both watch cartoons
I could take him with me to school
And play Marco Polo in the pool
But what would you feed him asked I?
He'd need to fly high in the sky
If you catch one they get pretty mean
Dragons live in our wildest dreams....

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You can see Shane its a callow, 
Not for the Business of Tallow;
Some Brain to be lying fallow,
Nothing in Tallow yields Halo...

Better Shane challenged A Solo,
A lot of fans to him follow,
Preferably in 's polo,
Never in poverty wallow... 

Yes, Sandy - haired Shane Wayne for Rap
And I suggest Distance from Cap
For more of on - the - shoulder tap
And bridge of Admirer's Gap....

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How many people find rest
After a caging arrest?
How many can give their best?
When locked doors from them, dreams wrest?
They are crops their jailer pest!

Freedom they seek East and West:
Much like The Only Wished Guest,
'F' of Freedom stamp on chest,
On my polo it's a crest.
Women would theirs mark on  breast;
They don't like this kind of test:
Bird whose best home is its nest....

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Without belching
or hiccupping misty smoke,
the waiting sea
swallowed the setting sun;
up popped the bright
mirror-ball moon. 

The quiet sky sprinkled its self
with twinkling stars
as the restless wind whistled
through the terrestrial nightshades.

A  colony of fireflies
played blinking Marco Polo
as a pair of stoic owls,
with bulging eyes,
kept nocturnal watch
over the orchestrated night....

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rain poured down cats and dogs and the worms
raven, pigeon and skylark feasted on them and soil
children swam in ponds and played polo by turns
rain poured down cats and dogs and the worms
grass hopper speedily hopped to come to terms 
snail left its hole and played around chess and recoil
rain poured down cats and dogs and the worms
raven, pigeon and skylark feasted on them and soil

Date: 9.8.2014...

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Haywire ghetto, lingering corpses, malingering sunshine,
Malignant malediction, staccato with disseminating stench,
Portending: ichor, insipid blood and wenches.

Juxtaposition of aphotic with aphotic; incognizant iniquity.

Noxious oxygen, attenuated jasper, jejune jardiniere:
Zion.

Smoke: implicative cornice,
Sherry or vitriol?
Ours, a world, that feigns polo in alcohol!!

-Pin Dew (30/04/2017)...

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Star Wars’ Princess Leia
    Her real  father she had no idea--
  Was  evil Vader from the Dark Force
    Aghast she, with his voice so coarse.

Leia  then met  scoundrel Hans Solo
    Got no lightsaber,  but donned a sexy polo
  He vexed then enticed this Jedi lass
    Till our rascal froze in carbonite brass!




1/13/2018
Clerihew Couples for Valentine's Day
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire...

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When you eat chicken,you get chicken-pox.
When you play polo, you catch polio.
When you color,you catch cholera.
When you descend on people you catch dysentry.
When you like harvesting potato tubers you catch tuberculosis.
When you steal answer you catch cancer.
When you don't like people you catch Aids.
When you eat from a dish in a cafeteria you catch diphteria.
If you continue to tie your headtie you'll get typhoid....

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The chap about to do a solo
Is proud of wearing a polo;
Facsimile of the one worn by another fellow
To whom he has already wired ‘A Humbling Hello’
That I should remember for being ‘Hopelessly Hollow’…

Only if he could his forehead furrow
And into a long brooding burrow,
He would some more classic trumpet blow
And in its notes glow,
His confidence causing to grow
And mean to never go down low
While trying to with the others flow....

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The most amazing of culinary tricks
would be to eat spaghetti with chopsticks.
A pair of chopsticks you will never see
if you go to any table in Italy.
Marco Polo was not perspicacious enough to see
his contribution to western culture’s popularity.
When using chopsticks, you won’t get much sauce.
Unfortunately, there would be much of a loss.
A fork and spoon would appear a strange thing
at the dinner table in Shanghai or Beijing.
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Wake me up before you go go so I Go like a gigalo go to a gig he’s got to go to what a flow flow but you know it’ll go as the po poem goes on bro slope lose hope show blows crash toes why did you go wake me up before you go go, can’t cope yo down back up like a yo yo, you know though you show flow grow still so-so but it grow slow thanks bozo want a Rolo no a Polo wow meaningless flow but mean intro outro why h with o what h do to o h2o no oh not o sorry gotta go o kay doe kay...

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nonsense purity
polymer
a squeezing of something
out
a tri fold with scores
of plastic, so necessarily unfulfilled 
with pictorials
a social security card,
a card from the merchant marines
with a face
eleven dollars, a fiver
and six ones, 
and a diners card
weak elbows,
furrowing brow
the smell of a polish
delicatessen on
his breath
Oh come 
all ye faithfuls 
Mexico, Poland
Bolivia
He wears a 
Movado
Then craves
for bagels
with locks after
playing Polo

Peace!...

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As a hurting song is being sung,
At a white polo shirt is flung
What can have been a cow’s dung
And on same it foully clung
 And on a nearby face hung;
All a hurried indiscreet challenge
By one refusing to change,
As though it is beyond his range,
The idea pointblank strange
Or one’s denial of a sweet orange!

At last, the fastest arrangement for a detergent,
Lest victim should arrange his brother sergeant…
“Once again, the quick-to-burst temper
Proving it can with a lot tamper....

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