Short Prong Poems

snake
yet should I trust
a tongue in two
what prong
you lash with
lie or truth
be thankful that
your scales
smooth


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'Ping-Pong' is wrong
        'Peng' confided 
     If 'Ping' is lopsided
     then 'Pong' is misguided 
        'Prong' decided...

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When traveling among the throng
His thoughts have too often gone wrong
Alluring effects
Of the opposite sex
Have the devil stomping his prong...

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In sentient shades of silence
The heart endures from tyrants
Love lives lachrymosely long
My heart shows its prong.


June.22.2016
PART 2, FULLY BOOKED - Poetry Contest
By nette onclaud

~compose ONE dodoitsu: 7, 7, 7,5 syl count: 4 lines
*The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter ( Carson Mc Culler)...

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Plagiarists are very wrong,
either in poems or a song,
not a way to try get along,
my standpoint's so strong,
hit them with a loud gong,
their actions never belong,
they can hurt like a prong,
back again, won't be long!

1/01/20

Contest: First Time Here - Any Monorhyme
Sponsor: William Kekaula...

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I once heard of a reindeer named Prancer

Loved a doe, and he tried to romance her

But because of her scorn

From the size of his horn

He would always be short ... of her answer.




~ 3rd Place ~  in the "Funny Reindeer Limerick" Poetry Contest, Tania Kitchin, Judge & Sponsor....

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You know within that you are right!

Your words tear at our guarded flesh.
Canines raging at every bite.
Life's essence weeps after each thresh.
Silence does not mean we agree.
Taking each jab of your blunt prong,
Our eyes fixed on what you don’t see.

I must ask you, "What if you're wrong?"

11/10/17...

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Darkness, blackness
For all intents is flatless
Divine prong, throng
It’s not always wrong
We all enthrall
In case we fall
Time enlists, it exists
For all, it insists
That we can love, like above
Sometimes just need a shove
The brightest light
Does bring life
So now--we plow
What love endows

Russell Sivey...

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the lightness of stones
is a time for poetry...
shhh harks in the soup

do give me goose bumps...
comforting lover...she's boss...
won't be home...christmas

...just feeling divine
for my dearest beloved...
oh she's mad...she's boss...

prong and short of it...
afternoon at the circus...
twenty cents?...thank you...

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Marbles of different colors
Wobble on a board
Striped or solid colors
Numbers all aboard

Carpals, long or short
With a stick, prong or jolt
Balls babble on the spot
Squabble on each dreamed slot

Sides or corners on target
Minds at play don't forget
Which side and in what tune would you like to play for...
Table or tailored floor?...

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In our family;
Like bunch of a key;
Where we said,
Tradition is must;
Debates went about,
Cutting down a palm tree;
Whose fruits fell,
On our tiled-roofs;
Left them leaking,
Through many monsoons;
Elders said no for long,
All, in leakages, did prong;
It's, then, the youngsters stood together,
Cut it down and saved the houses dear...!...

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The ground is hard, the day is long;
The earth unyielding, the spade no prong:
    The laborer sweats,
    His brow heaves a sigh;
    The Heavens shimmer,
    Dressed in parched skies.

Dreams are raw, open blisters;
His back near breaks as he twists her.
    To carve a Temple
    From unhewn Rock,
    Flesh needs Defy
    Fate's cruel Clock....

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He moves down the row
driving a spike into their heads.

I stare at the frog allotted to me.
Small, green,
wide grinning mouth.
It looks like a cartoon drawing,
sat motionless between folded legs,

I half expect it to make a sardonic quip
about the nerdy lab tech
and his thin silver death-prong

Later, my frog is reduced to
just one limb,
attached to an oscillating current.
The leg dances on and on....

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Resistance burns pink in fondled captures,
Bushes wet in slippery raptures,
Music swells thumping the golden gate head,
Acoustic beats resound with tender threads.

Desires bonded within slow rhythmic speeds,  
Upturns notes and resonating strings,
Sharp random musical yearns turn to cry;
Longing to jump in for the bumpy ride?  

Entwined bodies learn the melody song;
Quake and quiver like a multi-struck prong....

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Fairly sadly song song song
Wearily, cheerily, wrong, wrong, wrong
Sometimes I need to just do one of these 
To get the kinks out
To see if I am alive
To chase away the sadness.
Banana Manana Yamana Hihanna.
Gong write, prong night, long, long, long.
Fairly sadly, song, song song.
I am so glad to get this
Out of my system 
Today especially….
I think I understand Dr. Seuss better 
With every silly keystroke.
Silly lets the sunshine in!...

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Late in the afternoon,
long shadows drive in-roads,
between paths of sunlight.

Got my Nikon on.
Locked and loaded.

The white tail just came too close,
got him!
Man did he fly when he heard,
the whir and click of a live camera!

Shot him startled and looking,
shot him leaping.
Took him down
as he disappeared
back into the deep woods.

Man,
I think I will hang
his big old beautiful head
on a wall,
somewhere at the back of my brain
forever.

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Put Off and Prolong
.
Put off and prolong
Sure seems to be same old song;
Stick us with their prong.

How much more can we
Take while we also endure;
Wish there were fewer.

Of them Republicans
A bunch of son of a guns;
Want women with big buns.

Wonder what is the stage
We are in with all the rage;
Is hair orange or beige.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Virginia born.
Portsmouth Naval Hospital to be
exact as a matter of fact....

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