Short Quicker Poems
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I move faster than snowflakes
Running down the street sidewalk
I open my mouth, sweet taste
Snow’s unique flavor
Russell Sivey
If candy is dandy, and liquor is quicker.
As both ends of the lesson.
Then what's all that stuff, in the middle?
Next Question.
The quicker you go after
Your goals and aspirations
The better; the sooner they
Will materialize
Date written and posted: 02/09/2019
A girl who drank too much liquor
Was accosted by Les Dicker
She sighed, "I'm so glad
That you'll be its dad
As Sam was quite a bit quicker!"
From dusk to dawn they'd bicker
Their words were strong with liquor
They met their death from whiskey breath
Who knew that'd kill em' quicker
a cocky young shooter called Bill
believed no one could rival his skill
alas it was liquor
that proved to be quicker
as they loaded him off to boot hill.
Number 31
FANCY
Cotton floss candy
Spirits spread quicker
Sanguine is fancy
Sweet treats fit kinder
Leon Enriquez
20 January 2015
Singapore
There was a man named Fred
Who liked eating baked beans in bed
One day when he farted
He and his wife parted
'Well it's quicker than divorce' Said Fred.
window glazed by stars
as light hangs on pendulum
dwindling much quicker
than hours of long duskfall …
gone in a blink through time’s frame.
O help me! I've fallen
And I can't get it up!
I'm stuck here acrawlin'
Up a Double-D cup
Now don't let us dicker
I am over the hill
Just be a mite quicker
Slipping me that blue pill!
The form of a man
Armed, legged all display.
One more appendage, up,down
But unseen alway
Is what completes him.
A wing of desire.
Brings closer, quicker one's love.
Nor does ever tire.
Farmer Fred it is said;
Is the best milker ever bred.
He can squeeze’m;
Fast as you please’m;
And it’s no tall tale;
He can fill a milk pail,
Quicker and cleaner,
Then any milk machine’r.
In the shadows, faces flicker
Some look merry, some look mean
Moving quick and moving quicker
Chills that creep along unseen
Pumpkins grin and gape and snicker
Through the night on Halloween.
Quit thinking it's oh so
Quaint I'm good 'for my age'
Question is, why not? to
Quip, this old gray mare ain't
Quite what she used to be~
Quicker of will, I'm still
Quintessentially me.
4/15/21
shooting across sky
lost in immense distance
a short lived wish
Or
falling across sky
fading quicker than its light
my unheard wish
Or
a falling star
nothing left
but darkness
You’re getting quicker at falling in love
But I shouldn’t have to tell you
This is not a competition
Take your time
Wasn’t it Aesop that told us
Slow and steady wins the race?
Well, I guess you’re a loser
Form:
They say time flies when you're having fun,
That merely minutes pass between each rising of the Sun.
That quicker than you blink, the sands have all but run,
That faster than you think, the deal is dead and done.
~ Mr. and Mrs. Obsolete ~
A picker of pockets used to get cash
Now just credit cards, and never a stash
Shed a tear for old pickers
They're dying off quicker
Than bearded ladies without a moustache
footsteps
march,
voices
whisper
in unison:
nearer
nearer
louder
louder
quicker
beats
my heart,
look..
they are here
Inspired by Jenkins Sanctus YouTube clip
In this day and age, some ailments are chronic
Sonic screwdrivers are best to expensive tonics
Would I try it, no sweat
Beats incision by bayonet
Much quicker, less painful with speeds supersonic
Our mountain hollow held starlight’s flicker
when Jill said, “Come, boy, follow me quicker.”
Soon Jill promised me a thrill
and led me to someone’s still.
That night's the first time she made me liquor.
In this day and age, some ailments are chronic
Sonic screwdrivers are better than expensive tonics
Would I try it, no sweat
Beats incision by bayonet
Much quicker, less painful with speeds supersonic
There was a young lady called Mary Lou,
She wore no nickers to make it quicker to poo,
Her parents protestations fell flat and useless their cries,
She'd reply "When eating water melon it sure as hells distracts the flies".
BAPTISM OF DUCKS
Waves shake little boat, smug ducks out at sea.
They sing drinking songs, rambunctious with glee.
Rising waves, quicker,
with more downed liquor.
Unloaded ducks drink. The waves set them free.
8/16/2017