Short Rafter Poems
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a plump turkey
leads the rafter to the barn - -
an axe swings
For Andrea’s (and Susan’s) Not So Happy Holidays contest
Nature's, autumn-layed
If befoul, I
These, its rooms, a child, across
Dashing, and spry
Tis with a mother's
Laughing consent.
Down through each shook treed rafter
Gustily sent.
Woe is me, Woe is me
The rafter in my own eye
forbids me to speak of
the redwood tree in yours
From this pain, there is no release
suffer I must, in total silence
Woe is me, Woe is me
Form:
friend cracks a naughty joke
our overgrown tummies split and burst in laughter
cannot poke
laugh away blues
godsend happiness thereafter
pink hues
let go
be a rafter
ho!!
friend cracks a naughty joke
godsend happiness thereafter
ho!!
Dreamer
Bring your feet in from the cold
Nothing's gonna fly your way
Or change your life in a single day
Learn to laugh at stormy weather
'Cos it only serves to tether
You to things you're dancing after
Hanging from the highest rafter
Dreamer
Make it a point to be bold
Asked if they believed in the Hereafter
Amens echoed from every rafter
The preacher rejoiced
Then this plea he voiced
"Fill up the collection plate hereafter!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Trump Became Elevated
While we waited and hesitated
Trump's energy level became elevated
And it always seemed soon there after
His head again had hit the rafter
Small brains were left disintegrated.
Jim Horn
Bold atlas moths congregate
Around lily pools... then wait
Until stars' resplendent light ,
Awakens their flitting rite.
And winging through air- brushed haze
Each laced rafter all ablaze--
As peak twirlings gleam anew
Like pearled gauze of every hue!
1st place
In a dark sapphire night's trance
Flirtatious banter romance
Bright ray light fireflies upward dance,
Amorous scene within heaven's light
Others ignite on steeple leaves
To the moon's song in full sight.
Breeze pushes through full of laughter,
Serenading shuttering leaves against the rafter.
mostly
happy
ever after
hanging
upside down from a rafter
giving my cherished name
to short splintered sticks
that hits long balls
out of sight
both day and night and
did I mention the difficulty that I have
in going while hanging upside down
God made it so that
I must move to move
and stand upright
love,a slipper,a glove.the tea is sweet,little bo peep,keep your endeavors,i here,forever.to
sheer a sheep,little bo peep.indeed keep your false friend until the end.the mend is soft and
complete with tune,loves a sand dune and i lack a broom.some soon rather than later,i,the
mouth of an alligator.
After a few too many dafter tipples.. verbose boo hoo lachrymose ripples
Ignored baby tears morose fears no lactose from adored mum’s nipples
Hailing glum wailing nonnas not those dumb premadonnas it both cripples
Rum laughter again will numb the rafter of pain...refrain and it just triples
How do you find your loved ones once you get to the hereafter?
How do you navigate your way through the billions of souls
who fill heaven from floor to rafter?
Will an angel come and take you by the hand
and lead you to your loved ones in the promised land?
And will they be surprised to see you?
Or was the date of your reunion already planned?
Holden on to that golden smile
the power of a mighty river, like the Nile
Holden on to his incredible laughter
it echoes to the highest rafter
Holden on to his favorite quotes
“Hey, how ya doing?” and “are you tired?”
rings its sweet notes
On Holden to that beautiful place
with your charisma, they shall be graced
Honoring Holden Eanes
Richard J. Long- February 2011
Kirk's reply was tacit:
Still his points 'Explicit':
"Don't try the opposite
Once more a plebiscite..."
A plebiscite most fit:
Plebiscite that flaws bit;
On paper clearly writ
Flashing frank views not wit...
Kirk comes out quite lucid:
"Misgovernment Acid !"
Explode did guys laughter!
But what happened later?
They proved the ones dafter...
"Misgovernment rafter"
Against a rafter,
the forlorn curtain sways reversed -
the wrong side of the tracks;
awoken in a death-dream state
and it sighs. A sigh so shallow, so depressing
that the window with the eye impressions groans
and creaks open to the winter air of summer,
then forgets why it opened
and returns to its place in the cracked frame,
only to drift ajar again
and watch the rain fall indoors.
Innocent weavers
Sat still mourning –
The siren heralded
At midnight
The emergency swords in the rafter
Like a lone early morning cock.
The forest was a terror spot
Helter-skelter in blood-discolouration
Marking a nest of the free?
Terror & anger clashed
Again & again
In man rearing the seeds of the night:
Shrewd pebbles of inviolable intents
And mutilated feathers in a battered nest!
Let’s have a blueberry mojito she said.
Not knowing liquor, mine went straight to my head.
Do you want another one? She asked me soon after.
Not yet, I said, as I climbed down from the rafter.
What’s wrong with grandma? A little one said.
She drank a mojito, and it went straight to my head.
Let’s make sure she does not have another one said Uncle Lou.
Don’t worry, I thought. I would be dead after two.
Children weave through the green field in laughter.
Romantic string lights hang off the rafter.
Time slowly ebbs with pleasure time after
Time in endless undisputed master.
Absent is the sound of children's laughter
While dust, spider webs, hang of the rafter.
Time nobly walked slowly, wouldn't chase after
The Hag of Beara and august master.
4/12/2019
The Hag of Beara a mythic Irish Goddess
Sir –
Late in the noon as usual
Came the vergers with the sharp bells
(Prof, a roused lad saw not the Vicar)
Announcing another blessed excursion;
Of course, Sir –
The endemic hubbub
Reigned in the nest
To be vacated in a hurry;
And the piecing bells
Hinted of the swords in the rafter
Plunged in full poise by pig-watcher
(Prof, a roused lad saw the inscription)
‘Flee, meet the siren at midnight else!’
Form:
friend’s bet…
a threat
d r e a r y
e e r i e
haunted
daunted
gate creaks
fear speaks
alone
no phone
old house -
ghosts rouse?
unlatch
strike match
dark throws
shadows
a dame
in frame
eyes dart!
my heart…
loud wail
i bail!
back off
bets off
rafter -
laughter
3/17/2022
Aficionados here and there,
People craft, lead and build.
Those traders are teasers of the wind,
Sail and sail, draft and rate,
Be your own rafter till you lead the machines.
Magician of genius,
Roundtables of roundabouts,
Wheel and chain wheel every unshielded process,
Superhuman intellectuals fragmenting puzzles of equations,
Build this new cybernetics!
Nemesis are the rivals of each creationists.
Mechanics are our homepage.
With lilting tongue and glittering eye, the Celtic potter chortles by.
His clay-browned hands delicately placing, kiln God's on shelves and window facings.
Minute figures of Sun and Moon, mystical men with beard and rune;
sheep wandering on grassy hills, all on clay placards for windowsills.
And tossed about through roof and rafter hung, pink and purple, from pilasters,
were all the glorious flowers' of Spring, saved, dust covered, on dangling strings.
Encores & guffaws .. sure you get more twinkle as you do get older
Be a jester...don't let anything pester..smoulder..floor or fester
Show jeers..fears..tears..sneers the door..that scolder colder shoulder
Sly minx..kinks & sky high jinx.. rafter of laughter from yesteryear's folder
Winks me thinks.. blink and guy on the brink.. dafter.. few too many drinks
Rascal sprinkle now a sparkle after each superfly debacle.. appears a bit bolder
hands bony and coarse
honestly earned bread
labour on earth
no crime no corruption
elementary
fingers knuckle out to obtain
large platter of boiled potatoes
pouring the cold brew
intense faces rapt attention/
/ vibrancy layered with dark-
ness /soft gentle lines windows spread to eternity
weathered table rafter boards rectangular columns
oiled lamp throwing light on the expressive faces
failed in its life time adored now
poor artist rest in peace
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