Short Prowled Poems

Crumbs begrudged
  Pigeons' alleys prowled
Broken glass and diapers
  Sings the wise old owl...

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There was a young man named Rudy.
He prowled bars, looking for booty.

What he thought was a girl,
turned out to be Earl.

But the black eye he got was a beauty!!.....

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The storm raged in
snow blinded sight
it howled around corners
it prowled over roof tops
it piled high on the ground
as it slowly began to seize
the wind died down
on the ground
snow mounds....

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"Intimate Strangers"


Sunset sleeps gently
Moonlight illuminates night
two hearts glow in dark.

Stars play peek-a-boo
Planets twirl to haunt essence
two souls firelight.

Dawn awakes flowers
desires and passions prowled
intimate strangers.

July 1, 2012...

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"Peek-a-boo," Chucky said to me
Seek and hide, we played
Meek was I when I hid
Leek I smelled as Chucky swayed.

Agile Chucky prowled inside the house
Fragile was I when I shrugged
Tactile is he whenever he talks to me
Ductile was the glass floors when Chucky got mad and thugged....

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never do you stop and think
as you shrivel up and slowly shrink
with each sip of that dastardly devils drink
that the meat so tender and so yellowish pink
was something that could once see and blink
a somewhat someone who's heart did sink
when that night you prowled the dark precinct...

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And when the sun came
I saw his eyes
narrow and sharp against
that dazzling light
His lips so rich and firm before
were closed and locked
against my soft caress

Through hotel-grey sheets
where hours before
no-one could touch us
street noises bled
Sated, he stretched and prowled away
to find another
fragile heart to shatter...

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Day reveals 
the personified beauty
of the rose, while 
night hones 
the edges of its thorn

I kept the luster 
blooms, so tender, to my skin
and the blades I bathed 
them in the sunshine
of my young heart

I prowled, constantly, at her 
articulate smile, translated by 
the flickering flames of 
her mystic fire, the true reason
why I adore, so much, the rose...

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I walked the lonely dark streets,
I had not a friend.
HE  had pushed them all  a w a y
I ran in the end- 
It was midnight, how 
I prowled like a lost stray cat
but I smiled - MEOW

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September 14, 2017

Verse/Seguildda - 1
Copyright Protected, ID 939766


Written for the contest, Seguidilla
sponsor, Nette Onclaud

Fifth Place...

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Wind prowled.
You had a hornet’s sting
buried half in your hand.

Anaphylactic shock.
Translates into night of terror.
You hesitate to smile.

Midnight blues.
You cannot count the stars.
Pesky. Stories spread about moon’s pink thighs.

An ode to the death’s kiss.
You were sleeping in the
sole embrace of pain.

The denizen breaks the rule.
Moves into the sea
for courtship with depth.



Satish Verma...

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Bonnie and Clyde prowled the country in a V-8 Ford on a robbing and killing spree!

   They met their doom on a rural road by cops concealed behind rock and tree!

Per Undertaker "Boots" Bailey, the bodies were shot so often by cops lying in wait,

   That the embalming fluid kept leaking from the holes as he tried to stem the spate!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved...

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The beaten path leads to a glen,
Filled with the songs of a lonely wren.
Near a fence where leans a rake,
Past a lake like a snake.
Down a cliff where ships at bay,
Used to hear the foghorn play.
The beaten path so weary and worn,
Is no longer prowled by wolves forlorn.
The beaten path can no more fight
Summer's green and Winter's bite.
The beaten path so near the shore
That beaten path is no more......

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scheming and deceitful
it prowled shrouded
early in the morning
but there pretending
to not hear its warning
he closed his eyes
not to see the signs
when the clouds of darkness
wallowed in unfaltering
he couldn’t slow its roar
or ease the quivering
the disruption
the devastation
the teeter tottering
of invisible bowling pins
in rumbling chaotic raucus
tumbling down as rose the sun



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on March 14, 2019...

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One Year Old Toddler - Hatt Williams

A Limerick by James Edward Lee Sr.


There once was a young man who prowled
He liked eating food and he wear a  cowl
It was rather vain
But not very mean
He just couldn't say no to the chow

Here is this young man from Omaha
He said, "See me in my many hats"
I have so many that,
My older sister clothes are in moms closet
I model them in from of my Grand pa

4/7/19
Written words by  James Edward Lee Sr.   2019©...

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I spied him in the garden
 His mask was black and white.
 Sometimes the gray was with him
 And that often was at night.

 They prowled around the maple tree
 Then slipped into the shed.
 If I ventured out to look for them
 They quickly will have fled.

 I believe they are my neighbors
 Of that I can't be sure.
 I've often tried to meet them
 Using tuna as a lure.

 I stand behind the tilted blinds
 Then peer between the slats.
 I find it quite amusing
 To watch a pair of cats....

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