Short Proctor Poems

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Premium Member Emagi Proctor Year Round

Adelide Proctor 'ALL the YEAR ROUND'



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Form: Shape


Premium Member Professions

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Written April 4, 2022
Form: Footle

Premium Member Who Is the Culprit

Helped by his fellow candidates	
And blessed by the proctor
He passed the exam		
Who is the culprit?



Naani Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Date: 12-05-2022


Place: 3rd
Form: Verse

Relax, Mrs. Crockter

An old lady went to the doctor.
Soon the nurse came in as a proctor.
Her face was blushing red.
She covered up her head.
“Relax and think of Davy Crocker.”

© August 19, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Brown Midas

He felt so cocksure
his Midas Touch was proctor.
Vegas pulled him down.
Now his Midas touch is brown.
His failure was a shocker.

NB: Inspired by, but not entered in, Edward Ibeh’s This of That, Vol 15 Contest
Form: Tanka


Premium Member Hurtin' Jim

Poor, poor fisherman, Jim Proctor
A flying carp sent him to the doctor
He was out sturgeon fishin'
Now his left eye's hurtin'
When his wife first saw it, it shocked her



Date written and posted: 06/03/2018
Form: Limerick

To Rise Again

No ordered enchantment,
no purpose in luck
No dreams in forgetting,
no lover mistook

A bells rings in silence
when ears have gone dry
A bat’s in the chimney
when fire’s denied

All hail to the wonder,
all hail to the chiefs
All hail to the proctor,
all hail disbelief

Indentured we mingle,
inclement we fall
Inspired we stumble
—in spite of it all

(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Form: Rhyme

Adultery, Trust, Forgiveness

What keeps you?
I have no business in Salem
Woman
I’ll have no suspicion 
She will cry 
Drank a charm
To kill proctors wife 
To kill goody proctor
Elizabeth
Proctor
Abigail
Elizabeth
Proctor 
Abigail
Elizabeth
Innocent to a witch
It is a whore
Have known her
I naught to lie
Lying 
Promise
Let me speak
I want life
I did
Not the same
Deny nothing
Go to him
He have goodness
God forbid
I take it

Santa's Bad Day

The elves filled Santa's sack with toys
For all the good little girls and boys

When he lifted it up he used his back
Instead of his legs and he tore his sack

An elf gave a band-aid to Santa, their proctor
Santa said, "No, I need to go to a doctor"

But sadly a doctor he would do without
There was no time, so he started his route

He stood up in the sleigh, his jewels in a brace
Yelling, "OW, Merry Christmas!", all over the place!
© Pat Adams  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

P,J,S

Poor Jeremy Squires.

Jeremy Squires a strange wee breed
would cough and sneeze all day indeed.
So Marjorie Proctor sent for the doctor.
She asked that he come real quick.
Before Jeremy Squires and his coughing expires
then he'll no-longer be sick!

Well, said the doctor, if I don't come quick
and Jeremy Squires is no-longer sick
he won't need a doctor Marjorie Proctor.
Is that what you've just said?
Yes! Said she, oh don't you see
cause Jeremy Squires will be dead.
Form: Rhyme

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