Short Posthaste Poems
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Haiku 28
By: Tom Wright
3/1/03
Time has fled posthaste,
Yet clandestine deeds remain
Forever silhouetted;
A child from the 'burbs on a Big Apple trip
Found it all more than slightly exciting -
The buses, the taxis, the swings and the slides
All seemed magically more than inviting.
A glorious day on his grandparents' turf
For a long-overdue city taste
Gave this nana a glow and a grin ear to ear
That I hope will be echoed posthaste.
I'm all choked up
my words are lost.
for one more
look at you
I'd sell my soul
and become
a modern day faust.
Your deep brown eyes
pull me into a place,
unlike any I've ever been
and I know I should
leave posthaste then.
But your beauty
blinds me
and I'm surrounded.
I can't resist you
I must admit
this leaves me
quite confounded.
©SamHarty
They paused neath a tortured moon
whence delusions met ocean tides,
eliciting a volatile hurricane's vortex
masking intentions in the sand,
whilst escaping horizons surrender
under disillusionment of passion
in posthaste of sunlit warnings
hidden amidst clandestine shadows,
wherein night no longer shaded love
CONTEST 247 any form - Brian Strand
The Prince
8/18/2022
A tall,handsome,wealthy Prince from Minsk,
Married a beautiful,young twin from Pinsk.
Found she wasn’t chaste.
Threw her out posthaste!
Learn this lesson from charming lovers.
Judge not,a book by its false cover!
Free formed American letters
Aisled constitution
Assent
Report
Confer
Signature of alphabet.
Legislation
Derivative of signatures
Posthaste
Carriage
Distribution of wages
Post War Conference
Numerical Assignments concur
Exchange of freedom
Mandated registration for return
Postmaster
Post mastered
Door frame
Hearth
Circulation of the times
Of America
Objective as Coordinate
NEIGHBORHOOD WALK
strolling posthaste past neighbors
a walk to kickstart spring
“too fast drivers”
“lovely day”
woman on cell
no fence, defense, boundary
wave, keep on moving
witch-hazel shrub, same as last year
those lovely crepe myrtles
brisk movement, brisk cold
little pooch on a leash
climb the hill that i drive
a sudden dash for the hose
as the wind kicks up
a bush on fire
my neighbor quenches
what could have been
a catastrophe