Short Punches Poems
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Sunshine
Punches sadness
floating on clouds weightless
delighted happiness will follow
I shine
Written by : Corrina
Brittle boy, body of porcelain
feelings of glass
A flurry of punches left him battered
the slightest insult, shattered
They hit with punches and uppercuts :the crowd raging for more bloodied savagery!
One Liners Four
Silent One's Contest
12/10/2015
life punches above its weight of lightness -
eat your greens and chuck the diet pills
15th November 2020
Life can be a challenge
With so many ups and downs
Life isn’t fair at all, but
Roll with the punches, don’t quit
Learn from your mistakes
Lash out at those who stand by you
Tear strips off those who're always true
Deny the punches that you threw
And bite the hand that feeds you
he could dance
and prance
around the ring
his punches sing
some would n't let him in
had few friends
he began free landing
HE WAS THE
UNCROWN CHAMPION
Life’s punches - roll with ‘em or get bowled over - your choice
Either way, you still have to pick yourself up
Inspired by Brian Strand's Contest
words
spoken
in anger
like punches thrown
cut and bruise and scar
blighting spirits
breaking hearts
only
words
Written 3/2/22
Boxing: in ring needs dodging,
blocking punches; then shocking
other with strong blow, knocking
down with hard hits in boxing..
~x~
How in the world is this fence still standing
Taking punches from winds so demanding
With a defiant grin
It refused to give in
Till my dog sent it down in a crash landing
I took the punches
paying price of my convictions
like a withered rose
my pieces all over this froze
can't resist and can't let you go
I come back even when you bleed my bones
THERE'S A RAINBOW HIDDEN INSIDE MY TEARS,
MY EYES LOOK FOR A POT OF GOLD,
AT THE END OF EVERY CRY,
BUT THE BLACK CLOUD ABOVE ME,
ALWAYS PUNCHES ME IN THE EYE.
~VICKIE THAYER~
.
To hit hard
and not to be hit,
boxers believe
each jab and hook
and straight to chance
they just can't leave.
Yeah, with punches,
it's better to give
than to receive!
.
Full contact Poetry
The ultimate fight
Death match supreme
The truth within sight
Pulling no punches
The ink bleeding free
The wound beyond mortal
A Fait Accompli
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
a professional boxer steps inside
the ring to defeat his opponent.
he worries not about counting
the punches that land; hands raised
in victory is paramount. lose not
the sight of the ultimate goal.
Rolling the punches
Using my hunches
Duck and dive
Trying to survive
Bombardment of blows
Bloodies my nose
Waiting for the bell
10 seconds from hell
Hit the mat
No more combat
There goes the bell
Saved from hell
Retrievers are human, well that's what it seems
The friendliest moocher on this planet so green
Let's all take advice
Never think twice
Just roll with the punches, try a bit of codeine
Very people like!!!
Can't cure all the ills, there's good days and bad
Roll with punches, according to this experienced old lad
Been around many blocks
Had a few knocks
But all in all, it's been better than the alternative I might add
Solfatara plays lumen,
Air hypoxic rites death,
Fumarole punches the stomata,
Coldness fired leaves,
Joy!
A run amok storm dragged trunks,
The warrior of plantae,
Majesty of a tropical mountain,
Every berry has glory,
Hail!
I try to write poetry
as Papa did prose
Each couplet in focus
with short punches thrown
The verses compact
no lines overrun
Their meaning eternal
—to rise like the sun
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
Praise the Lord for grace
Punches Satan in the face!
Conquers land of sin
One was trapped within
You can not break love's bond
No matter how powerful the wand!
Loving my God - finish life's race
And meet Jesus face-to-face!
E-very
M-ove
M-ade
A-nd
N-onstop
U-ppercut
E-mphatically
L-et
P-unches
A-ttack
C-hin
Q-uickly
U-sing
I-ntellect
A-gainst
O-pponent
Topic: Birthday of Senator Emmanuel D. Pacquiao (December 17)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Can't cure the ills of the world, there's good days and there's bad
Best we can do is roll with punches, listen to this experienced lad
Been around many blocks
Had a few knocks
But all in all, it's been better than average, I might add
One punch, two punches
It's like playing poker
And winning and losing at the same time
It's like building muscles with chuckles
With a double puzzle for the charm
It's like playing hide and seek in the mirrors
With a confusion theory, as the berry
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