Short Pull Poems
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I empty my treasure caskets.
Allured by Renunciation
Pearls and gems yet fill my baskets.
I gather each new temptation.
if your for real
here's the deal
this is no joke
get voted
so we can
have a love stand
\forever
lets
PULL TOGETHER
we can fullfill our dreams
if we work as a team
not be mean
love each other
our life will be better
if we
PULL TOGETHER
we can make change
be a burning flame
if we hold hands
and together stand
to make the world better
we must
PULL TOGETHER
Cup of coffee to go.
Apply some makeup, put on a smile.
Cheer up, get out there !
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
Sometimes it's time to pull the pin,
not to make a din,
but to abide, let it slide,
and sit on the fence
watching the tide come in.
Once back when I was in my prime
A cop yelled, "Pull over you slime!"
That was crude
And real rude
Since I was on the phone at the time!
baby much we can do
me and you
no matter how tough
or how rough
our love is strong
we can carry own
in good or bad weather
BABY IF WE PULL
TOGETHER
there'those who walk around
with pants hanging down
to them its sound
to us mabe theyer clown
I say in this way
you look decuss
PULL YOUR PANTS UP
pull the cloth from your eyes
look no further
gently turn your attention
towards its plaid patterns
its glimmering splendor
dwarfed by the dawn of day
The churches are filling with dust
Alms boxes are turning to rust
Congregations are sad
Priests and preachers are mad
WEEKS pass without citing a bust!
I heard a loud knock at the door,
I was stunned for what was in store,
a red box I was handed
a long kiss was then landed...
house sitting's no longer a bore!
this is the time
to let love shine
kept this in mind
we're one corlro
sister and brothers
there's no race
just one faces
for the better
WE MUST PULL
TOGETHER
If I raise up my hands
to God,
then He shall fill them.
He will grab my hands
will pull me up
from the muck of evil.
So I believe.
So I live.
Twisting and turning
In your mind
Pulling in all directions
Decide this or that
If right I am not wrong
If wrong then I am not right
What should I do?
Life is a Taffy pull
Pull through
Came to my aid
Thank god in heaven
Someone took pity
On me
Thank god
For the change
Of heart
Only god
Has the power
To. Change hearts
And minds alike
These are very trying time I'd say
Try this, try that, but the results are the same
Let's pull up our britches
Turn on the switches
Attack till this virus is shot down in flames
Hurting, Crying
Your always lying
Sleeping, Dreaming
Im always hiding
Loving, Kissing
How can we still feel this.
Hating, Fighting
I need to leave you.
But I can't seem to pull away.
Before the winter winds glaze over thought and need
we fire up the window, with Hopes and even seed
while Autumn brushes in with a hint of frost and go
we long for tinsel moments, of love and after glow.
Feeling incomplete
Induces a need
To align with love
Being the highest
Divine energy
Path to ascent
We do simply
Follow the scent
Soul uplifting
Heart centre
Cries out for
Fulfilment
It is
A deep
Thirst
08-October-2020
push,
enforced, advance
pressing, forcing, propelling,
spearhead, shove, influence, yank,
unhooking,attracting, plucking,
separate, quit,
pull
Date written: 06/12/2023
This taffy pull
Will stretch each heart
Making pure and sweet and stronger
To the salty tear
Add an act that’s dear
And endurance instead of flour
So that when loved ones leave
We’ll know not to grieve
True life stretches past this hour
Pick from the brain of the brilliant
Pull from the mind of the wise
Pick from the spirit of the Holy
Pull from the heart of the pure
Pick from the fruit of the aged
Pull from the soul of the strong
061122PSCtest, Bite Size Poem no.46,
Line Gauthier
In the covert rendezvous of reality
My heart habs motionlessly.
Tranquilly, yet peace-less
In the very art of loneliness
I crave for a minstrel
Endowed with mastery of the timbrel
Cunningly curing the blisters of emotion
And poking my pox of dissatisfaction.
Form:
A women goes to work.
It’s a normal day.
I will this time get on time.
I will make sure my children come.
They won’t have to walk today.
It will be pulled wherever it goes.
There can’t be a noise.
Wake up but it will still be there.
I’d better hurry I’m getting late
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