Short Ranted Poems

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Premium Member A Perfect Mismatch

He couldn't stand her temper tirades
   She ranted and raved about bills left unpaid

A tragic couple they were, a perfect mismatch ~
   Their marriage contract containing no escape hatch
Form: Couplet


Premium Member Bill Clinton

Never hid in Jefferson Airplane
Never beat his wife
Never wept on the floor of jail
Never drank his life away
Never ranted on soldiers grave
Never changed his name
Never came back from the dead

[billy Once Spoke of Our Approaching Doom]

Billy once spoke of our approaching doom.
Revealed stitched-cross against bare groom.
But fear never chilled stiff steel handle.
Then he ranted silent scandal!
Now Billy talks little in him white padded room.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The Wages of Sin

There was once an old parson named Guy Flynn,

   Who ranted about the wages of sin.

      He scared the hell outta me,

         Makin' me fall on my knee,

            Forswearin' my profanity and gin!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Lost Poets

Lungs that burst
life that escaped
when poor souls rant and ranted more
instead of reciting poetic verse

I pray one day
they find a way
to re-discover kindness I say
sadly, this dream, will never be

Hens and co?cks, birds of a feather
singing on the rudeness tree
Form: Quatrain


A Decision Without a Plan B

A conversation ensued between us.
He ranted he wanted to resign.I chuckled and smiled.
Asked if he had a plan B.
He explained, a good idea though, I thought to myself.
But can you draft the idea, develop it, till morrow then present your resignation when you have alternatives? I asked.

He was enraged, and he left
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Delicious Pig and Big Dean

There once was a pig named Delicious
She hated washing the stupid dishes
She ranted and raved
Her bro thought her depraved
So he threw her into a pond with the fishes

Delicious was a pig with a temper quite mean
She got out and ranted at her brother big Dean
He was scared to his bones
Ran off with Miss Jones
An old lady whose teeth had turned  ugly green
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Unhappy New Year

With champagne and plenty of gin, we welcomed the brand New Year in Fred got nissed as a pewt, and despite some dispute he wouldn’t leave to my chagrin! Old Freddie was drunk as a skunk, and clambered onto our top bunk But he fell to the floor - how he ranted and swore, I’m wary next time he gets drunk! Let's have fun Poetry Contest Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton 12/25/18
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The Chatter Box

Raving, ranting, and babbling on,
He went on in endless chatter,
Screeching words that really didn't matter,
So early in the morning he screeched,
The sound so unpleasant to the ears,
Not caring to whom he would give offense.

An old black crow sitting on a wire
Outside overlooking my window,
Screeched on in endless chatter,
The world around him really didn't matter,
He didn't care if anyone watched
As he ranted on endlessly.

Premium Member The Preacher Said What

What would Jesus say 
to the pastor who ranted,
“NO masks in THIS church”?	

July 28, 2021



MT. JULIET, Tennessee, July 27, 2021  The pastor of a Mt. Juliet church has threatened to kick out members of his congregation if they show up in masks amid a nationwide surge in COVID-19 cases fueled by the delta variant.
During service on Sunday at Global Vision Bible Church, Pastor Greg Locke told the crowd, "Don't believe this delta variant nonsense. Stop it! Stop it!"
Form: Verse

The Masked Crusader

A masked crusader
leapt off the screen
and stepped into 
my nightmarish dream

and with a Biff! And a Boff!
he fought off my foe
from the kind of dream threats
we all know

and then he turned 
quickly looked me in the eye
and said; “this is where 
I have to say goodbye!”

“But ..but you can’t leave!
I Screamed, I Ranted
in a panicked sorrow;
what about tomorrow?


And as he tore away
his whispered echo said

“you know your on your own now, and I know

you can find your own way home.”

Unhinged

A man jumped on the subway tracks, 
Delaying every train.
He paced and shouted; people asked him
What he hoped to gain.

He ranted incoherently
Yet strangers offered aid,
Despite the fact that they’d be late
For plans they might have made.

As minutes passed, nobody
Could convince him he should stop,
But he climbed up at last 
Where he was handcuffed by a cop.

Reporters called the man “unhinged,”
As good a word as any,
For lately, that description
Might apply to far too many.
Form: Rhyme

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