Short Prix Poems

Poet Joseph Delteil
his words oh  so real
Winning  Prix Femina proved to be curse
controversy followed him&his verse...

Read More

Rhoda Maverick loved Tom Mix
And cowboys keen on roping tricks
So hard-up men
Found her their hen
And all her chicks were little prix...

Read More

Hooray Hooray 
Bruce Anstey won today
Wohoooooooooooooooo

Tribute to my favourite Motorbike Rider who won 
Formula 1 Classic TT race and achieved a new lap record
at the Manx Grand Prix on the Isle of Man today

Jan Allison
26th August 2014...

Read More

The boy, he drowns in it, 
That double-breasted flesh blanket, 
Striped and stylish upside down noose,
It's too hard to get loose.

Death delayed as he sees the tree, 
The checkered lag finally waves, 
He's the champion of this Grand Prix
against the non-competing slaves...

Read More

Lukewarm loudmouth listless ludicrous Leland Lee
Made a merry mockery goading murderous Melody
Nefarious needlessness if you ask the likes of me
Offensive objectifying ornery oddball oddity.
Parlaying pretty pukey habits during the grand Prix
Quarrels started up about it all over our family....

Read More

Catherine yawned today
made no mention of the prix
she had to pay
Love is a cussing word
She did the best she could
Gonna reinvent the wheel


The swallow always knows
and the doughty willow
fades to grey
And how heaven bestows
whispers  to her flock
but we turn ourselves
into vessels of hope...

Read More

The sweet royal decree made by me
Helped my great drivers win the grand prix,
Their keen pit crews readily agree
Fine majestic designs made by me

Helped them win in six laps, and let them be
The royal big winners in a spree,
Earned our racers number one degree,

So the rest of you please let them be.
So I saved the day, me and my royal decree....

Read More

Some celebrate these three: 
Faith, hope, and charity,
But I’m inclined to confess:
Joy, hope, and kindness --
Joy, a reward for faithfulness,
Hope brings future clarity
Kindness is the grand prix!

FIRST PLACE WINNER
Written February 6, 2022
Especially for “Joy, Hope, and Kindness” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Angela Tune...

Read More

New Years Eve what sight will be
The church bells play song grand prix
As fireworks put on show_ high
Ring out wild bells to wild sky

As the sun drops down on horizon
All set once in a lifetime blazon
All little ones will turn to sky their eye 
Ring out wild bells to wild sky

Soon show will be over_ tired, sleepy
Little ones will go home_ some weepy
End old year with great goodby
Ring out wild bells to wild sky...

Read More

Two bodies hanging from annihilated cars
Collided hearts
Crashed at the lips
Creating daydreams with the impact of their fingertips
Worlds bleeding onto the jagged spears of shattered windshields
Love forming on the merged, crumpled hoods; Love the bodies can't feel
A marriage in death
Exchanging vows in silent breath
You may kiss the bride, the stranger
Upon this altar of a devastated Pontiac Grand Prix and a mangled Jeep Wrangler...

Read More

Pink gladiola fleet entered the Dutch canal at two o’three.
One of the pirates said “Whoopdee dee dee”
What’s on board? Asked a first mate named Prix.
Not sure, he said, but it might be pretty girls, for free.

His wife heard and decided to make an example of him.
She took him by the ears, and she shook him by his chin.
The women from the gladiola fleet cheered for his wife.
“Served you right!” Yelled one of them, enjoying his strife....

Read More

There they go!
Flying through the air!
Hundreds of them!
In different colors! Everywhere!
Red ship, blue ship, three ship four!
Who will win? When will it end?
I can't bear to look anymore!

Into the bunker we'll jump.
Darkness for weeks
Sitting rump-to-rump.

'Till the damned Zydeco music stops blarin'
And the five-headed announcer stops caring.

No one's watching the alien race, anyway.
What a horrible host planet 
For the Grand Prix Milky Way....

Read More

Paragon of virtue you might be
Hidden assets many cannot see.
Tis true you are no Simon Legree.
But are you as pure as a chickadee?

I know you’re an artist but no Paul Klee.
You like car races, have been to the Prix.
You enjoy shopping, enjoyed many a spree.
Share your feeling, but there’s no guarantee.

Give me your ideas from A to Z.
Share enthusiasm with a tiny bit of glee.
I want to sit right here by your left knee.
Feel free to share your expertise with me....

Read More