Short Predicts Poems

red sunset predicts
welcome weather tomorrow
red sunrise beware...

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owl
hooting
in an oak
predicts a death
hair raises on neck
native warning
an omen
flying
owl...

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Raining for four days 
Showery midday with sun
Predicts rainy day













3-13-2016...

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Full on apple tree
Sometimes predicts cold weather
Cutting out the worms
Rescuing the sweetest part
Delicious apple cobbler...

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Albatross

Albatross is a nice seabird,
He predicts when sea storm appears.
He doesn’t breathe a word
He promised the sea to keep for years....

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In the forest and mountain mist
Animals leave a positive imprint
As nature predicts
Animals permit
Variations but allow little to infringe...

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The Blue Jays home opener is April 8th
Weatherman's predicts snow, hate... hate... hate
Not civilized for sure
Outlook's damn poor
The world's topsy turvy, sure am irate...

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Apple blossoms
Dainty
Delicate, yet hardy
A welcome tender spring fragrance
A testament to a glorious plan
Instilling hope, and beginnings
A seasonal delight
Predicts sweet fruit
Apple blossoms...

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personality change -me?
over the next six to twelve months
some major decision making
a change of home setting, work, or family???
do all these things ring true??
or do we hope to live out
what our fortune predicts??...

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Perpetually
stars intermingle
with the universe
creation deathless
like the wide blue sea.

Cosmic order
continuous
in harmony
alone with God

The prophet
predicts man
in ‘Star ships’

invades
God’s own

Help!

© Harry J Horsman  2010...

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A global index,
strive to intermix
with the universe
and it’s creator, 
find a point of view

Cosmic order
inspired journey
discovering
questions of faith

Doomsayers
predicts man
in ‘Star ships’

invades
God’s own

Help!

 © Harry J Horsman 2019...

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Percy Paul's prize in perks, cherry picks.
Pay raise is a ploughmen's prayer,
perfecting penchants, he predicts,
polling people from Pingdu to Pierre.
P. Paul's plan's plain - probabilistics.  

December 24, 2020

contest: Tongue Twister Challenge
sponsor: Joe Sandler...

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One step forwards two steps back

Life deals me a king it turns to a jack

Seems since i was born i was destined to fail

Im the consumate dog chasing its tail

But ill plod on and do it by the letter

The law of averages predicts its got to get better......hasnt it ?...

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On your first arrival to the world, you shine
No time predicts, the hour glass gazes
Spinning the golden wheels
Sunflowers dancing in the fields
Your rays penetrating the darkest of corners
Quenching every sorrowful soul
Your colors dancing in old and new, always keeping in wonder...

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I cannot see
the future,
be it bleak or beautiful,
it's lost deep in the stars
of eternity......
earth cannot see into it's vastness,
the geologists warn,
the palm reader predicts,
duo lukewarm
authorities.
And the foretelling is absorbed
through a soft sponge of completeness....

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sky predicts all things
re-affirms approaching light~
reader of the stars

wise owl perceives much
velvet visions manifest~
sees in crystal ball

woman of your dreams
royal regal demeanor~
a princess no doubt

someone just like me
your fantasy real enough~
steps into your life...

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For years I’ve considered my pastor
and my doctor each as a caring friend,
each dedicated to my welfare,
and each I warmly recommend.

My doctor, as far as he can tell,
predicts my end will be a calm affair.
My pastor’s opinion I won’t here share
because, frankly, it sounds like hell....

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In Punxsutawney, a cute little feller
is a slick, and precocious foreteller

Phil predicts with his nose
But the tip of it froze!

He used an icepick to clear out his smeller!!"



______________________________
Punxsutawney Phil Contest: 1/19/15
Sponsored by John Lawless...

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Wettened by the mornings dew 
Closely spaced where rows of roses grew 
Footprints stained the cobblestone 
Where my love and I had walked, alone
—Charles Messina

Roses pink as my love’s lips
The remainder of the day predicts
Scented overtones of life
Blue moon will ask Claire to be my wife...

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She said she would have loved me,
did she know where life was taking me.

But what is there to know?,
if not allow love to flow,
and avoid material flaws.

Love predicts no feature,
love knows no status,
love just happen,
well, that's if its there at all.

There is no excuse,
for not loving,
you just were not loving....

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The weatherman predicts
this April will be wet.
I thought I'd buy a mac
and pair of welly boots.
(I put my sandals back).

The weatherman predicts
a lot of rain ahead.
It's sounding pretty stark -
no sun at all this month.
I need to build an ark...


* mac - raincoat

written 15th April for Andrea's April Showers contest...

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George Floyd RIP

A man on the floor
A boot on his neck
The foot of the law
Serve and protect

Life is snuffed out
A family will mourn
Creating a riot
A new victim's born

When will it stop?
Where is the end?
Killed by the men
Employed to defend

The colour of skin
Predicts your fate
Take off your foot
Before it’s too late...

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When, as I inhabit the face of cause,
a sterile forerunner would remove
the faith that I would know
as mark of gesterous life -

Consider once, the time in hand
that cores the low.
As misery, the sceance of attention
incites or regulates thee at my haste -

So passing life,
in form of apprehension,
predicts or fazes not 
. .. . . the store of waste!...

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Neither Punxsutawney Phil today
Nor Staten Island Chuck
Saw their shadows when emerging,
Which to many is good luck.

It predicts a shorter winter
And an entryway to spring,
Though there's skepticism surely 
When a groundhog is the king.

Still, we hark to their predictions,
Causing many to rejoice.
Yet, the almanac, to me, would be
The harbinger of choice....

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on the outside, all looks fine
no one sees the things I hide
walled off deep within my heart
is a darkness set apart

I know all that I have done
buried baggage that would stun
would you think the same of me?
undertow sweeps inside my sea

moon predicts the sudden swells
washing sands with seaweed smell
once again, my beach is smooth
not at all to do with you...

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