Short Psst Poems

will you stop your psst….
you want to talk, approach me
i have a real name...

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silently,
first, a sudden peep,
before psst ...
Later
The fright,
 chill spine ......

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pieces
of
my
mind
some
pieces
of
my
mind
never wanna mind
psst
never mind
pieces of my mind
?...

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I've got a secret
You kinda already know
But I can't confess
How true my emotions are,
So I'll whisper, psst I'm yours...

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welcome to lim’rik flats
where boys wear only spats
it's in a valley
called nonsense alley
(psst... they also wear hats)...

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You are nice.
You are sweet
but you hurt me.
Why do you have to act like this
cause i like you 
do you like me
but there is one thing i have to tell you
psst i love you.
...

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Psst! Don’t tell 
a mule this secret:
the unicorn,
like the mule,
is sterile, except 
with a virgin.
While a mule
might find this enticing,
no decent mule
would dare try –
but a dumb ass might....

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Play hearts?
  No smarts

Blackjack?
  Lack knack

Go fish?
  You wish

Try bridge?
  Ask Midge

Old Maid?
  Afraid

Cribbage?
  Priv'lege

Euchre?
  Nuke her

Hold 'em?
  Fold 'em

Psst:
 Poker?
  Mediocre...

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*Image of Nick Jonas by Giphy.
Myth

Psst hymns shyly sync shyly.

brr rhythm brr
oooo uuuu
tsktsk shh pfft

***Onomatopoeia
Title & Prose; consonants
Haiku; consonants-vowels-consonants

2020 July 11...

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Oh death
Would you but smile
Allow us but a peek
Beneath your mask
Point not your bony finger
Mayhap call us with a psst
Come hither

Oh death
Thou art but harbinger
Of time's reluctance
Sad intro 
To a failure's final act
No bows
No curtain call

Oh death
Do take the stage
Dark star of time's
Long running
One act play

John G. Lawless...

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And so
The words lay idle
Mumbling
“Not me!  Not me!”
For we could be
The catalyst for
Verse,
Or worse.
Let us be
But words
Un-gathered logs
Afraid of fire
Soundless stones
Rolling
In sunrise surf
A wind
Without purpose
A rooster
Tapping the farmer
On the shoulder
Whispering “psst”
A muted moon
Fading silently
Into a day
Without
Poetry...

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yea yea yea
where are you at  
what are you doing 
where did you go

I am not coming back
I gave up on your love
I put all of my sh!t in a sack
let me repeat this
I am not going to live on a rack
psst... k-frack
all I could hold
and how could you do that
her head in a crack
mind set for black
lesson learned
i am tired and burned
yea I can tell you payed for a quack...

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Whisper soft strokings
Stirring up life tides
Almost like bagpipes
On descantic hillsides
Echoes of losses of
Tempers and friends
Memories lingering
Kneeling to mend that
Tattertorn sweater a
Soul of loose ends
Rising to challenge
Habitual pride
Such is the music
In rhythm and rhyme
Flowing 
Forever in time
Pulsation sensations
Enlivened emotions
Awakened and
Ready to rise...

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William Wordsworth 'AFTERTHOUGHT'


             psst
                      ppp
                      s   s
                      p s
                      s
                      p
                                 ss
                              s
                                 s
                                  s
                                 s
                             ss...

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When the light flickered a shadow whispered,
Psst my bubbles,
For whom have you mustered,
This bear courage to face the fears. 


Oh her eyes knew,
Each ounce, the word of truth
Yet silent was the air in morning dew
Layered in mist, through and through


The life that made her eyes, crumbled
Long before the smile that built her
Today, the shadow pondered,
Oh bubbles,
How long before was it that you actually twinkled?
...

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"Greetings from an IWD Kitchen"

        The soup is not burnt
          nor is the toast
        The eggs look edible
          forgive me, I boast  

        International Woman's Day   
          I take on the kitchen
        Give my wife the day off
          'Tis my blind ambition...  

         Psst. I call her name
           Maybe she'll pitch in
         Alas, her husband is ~
           neither cook nor magician...

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