Short Rash Poems

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Premium Member Diaper Rash

I could go on Jeopardy and win lotsa cash Known for my knowledge of trivia and trash Humour's my game Resulting in fame My great knowledge would give Alex diaper rash
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Rear End Rash

I've started to freak out, I've run outta gas Can't think of giggly stuff that will tickle your ass Maybe an elderly lady Naked near eighty Shielded my eyes for fear of a rear-end rash
Form: Limerick

Premium Member A Rash On My Dinghy

Can you hear me, I'm singing a happy ditty To help brighten your day and get rid of the shitties If you send me flowers I'll just try to devour The roses, coz others give me a rash on my dinghy
Form: Limerick

So Rash and Fresh the Grave

So rash and fresh the grave; 
and by this salute from immortality, 
that views my day's twilight.

And thou amnesty, one ear it pours, 
around my night's, good light.
That leads us back one turn, upon each day.
Form: Concrete

Premium Member A Rash Act

It's 3 A.M. and here I sit, my ass in my big easy chair Did I hear someone say insomnia as at the ceiling I stare You pretty well nailed it A rash act will commit Like setting the house ablaze or running naked in the town square
fun
Form: Limerick


Rash

hobo artists
share frowns
of
fortune.

hands give chaperon
harems to accelerate
truant arousal.

postscripts bargain ordeal,
casualties
fatalities
blossom hymns,
paying tribute to jagged wreaths.

and

bolero cotillions
applaud javelin
apparitions.

Yield Not To Whims, Nor Be Rash

Let not rash ejections of the mind
Blind thee of rational occasions
For idleness renders you unhappy
Yield not to whims 
Nor be rash
Restrain ridiculous mentality
For it is thee mind
That makes thee truth
Remain or disappear 
Yield not to prejudice
Yield not to succumb
Uneasy and insipid constraints
Shall not render me
My Dignity and Integrity

Rash Words

There were tears in her eyes,
When he caused her to cry,
By saying their love could not be.
Now he breathes a sad sigh,
As he asks himself why
He ever did long to be free.

His poor heart is on fire;
Love's flames burning higher;
As he watches her walk out the door.
She's his only desire,
He knows he was a liar,
When he said that he loved her no more.
Form:

Rash from Crash and Back Lash

Trump does have a rash
which caused stock market to crash
from all the backlash

wish Trump would cut crap
crashed when he ran off the map
facing one more rap

Trump seems so scary
is insulting and very
at cemetery

crippled or goner
degrade Medal of Honor
which he had demeaned

Trump stories provide
he had always lied and lied
full of much self-pride
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Rash Horny Ram

When one is lonely and shy
and the whole world is passing by,
play this little game although quite tame,
key in your name in the anagram frame,
take flight from commonality
to change one’s personality
you may find it gives one a boost
a character from a novel by Proust,
aid one to participate, in a wee dram
become a sophisticated, Rash Horny Ram!

© Harry J Horsman  2011
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Unnamed Rash

Hives in my scalp
Itching like crazy
Travel to neck and face
Irritating but not inbearable

Neck has itchy bumps against bumps
Scratching until I bleed
People begin to question me
Urging me to go home
I get off work and go to Urgent Care

The next day I am in hospital
Screaming in agony as they try to decide
Is it a bad hive against hive or shingles?
This is my life today.  As I cringe from pain.

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