Short Reeked Poems

Carrie Nation loathed saloons and whiskey,

And took some actions that were quite risky!

She chastised dudes who reeked of intoxication,

And used her hatchet to smash kegs of booze across the nation!

Entry for Andrea Dietrich's "Educate Me With Humor" Clerihew Contest...

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Cynthia’s child mind was simple but sweet.
She reeked sincerity, optimism and goodness.
We were overwhelmed by her kindnesses.
She was a marvelous wife and mother.
She was a favorite neighbor.
Dressing up every Halloween with our children.
She was the most nurturing woman I had ever met....

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Rex the hermit crab carried a trashed shell  
that reeked with a horribly rotten smell.
He intently scrubbed 
till his claws were nubbed
then resolved to move into a hotel.

Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey

Sixth Place Winner ~ "Sea Tale Limericks” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Carolyn Devonshire
March 4, 2010...

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A slice of sea whisked its way up as wave
Spinning  sun's refulgence whithin its  whirl
The trouncing wind lashed it with ruinous rave
To toss and tear on  shores its lustrous swirl
Silhouettes interred in silent sand grave
Reeked of ruddy remnants of comber  brave

Date Jan 24 2017
Contest A Rhyme in 60
10 syllables each in six lines
ABABAA Rhyme scheme...

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(This is a fictional poem)

My wife fed me baloney sandwiches three times a day, seven days a week.
After five years of eating nothing but baloney, it really reeked.
When people said that I was full of baloney, they meant it literally.
After eating over five thousand baloney sandwiches, it sickened me.
I divorced her and married somebody else but all she ever serves is peas.
Someone shoot me please....

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Gin and Sin 


          I once stayed at grandiose inn,
          With rowdies, who reeked of gin!
          Their vulgar voices louder than tin.
          
          The worse thing in the world is sin.
          Nothing on earth,shall ever do me in.
          Protected by angels, from human vermin!


                           10/21/2022
           





                      Momorhyme by Pangie...

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a flurry of snow
natures ticker-tape parade...
snowflake confetti

Snow day students were tickled pink today
playfully making snow angels all-day
but nobody knew
they laid in dog poo
till that thin layer of snow got scraped away.

And as their coats reeked, they sat at the back of the bus the next day.


(haiku, limerick, Monoku)


01/24/2022


Charlie Hai-Lim-Ku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Charles Messina...

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I know you tasted me,
As I hid behind your eyes,
I know I smelled you,
You reeked of all those lies.
I know my ears so closed,
Can hear his silent name,
I know I still have my pawns,
To see me through this game.
I know the brand "Forever",
Was clothes you couldn't fit,
I know our vows,
Was just saliva's spit.
I know your voice trembled,
Like a addict needing a rush,
I know everything that you are,
Is spinach sloppy mush...

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Candy bar

On a Friday I loved her
with all my heart, bought her
expensive chocolate.
During the weekend she grew
in my affection for her although,
I didn`t see her.
On Monday, I fell out of love
she didn`t look anywhere near
the way I thought she should.
Bloodshot eyes and her 
teeth were green.
Her shiny hair was matted
and she reeked of an unmade bed
and filthy sex,
and to think I was not there.
I took revenge,
ate her chocolate....

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“Open your mouth!” the old lady demanded.
He clamped it shut, not what she commanded.
“Hey! I am warning you!” she swiftly shrieked.
She was holding a toothbrush that clearly reeked.
The turtle’s head pulled back, in a simple disappear.
She was getting senile, the poor old dear!
She thought the turtle was her little son, Tom.
When in fact to Viet Nam he had gone.
The turtle was his replacement, sad to say.
Tommy has been gone since 1969, in May....

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At the traffic dodged broken barrier
My clown  eclipses pinholes gander
Reeked in the phallic sundust
Pouring out in putrid urgencies
Human beams of ghastly thought
Clinging to lucrative belly rings
Bastion of glowing hope tied to rope
Losing abundance in American swamps
As we creek our bells across the world
Drowning coca cola babies all the same
 Puns, cliques, and gospel truants 
I am fearless to step on statues
To heckle hairdos and smeckle bear feuds...

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As I slowly climbed the stairs to bed
discrepant thoughts surge in my head.
For it would not be long before
my bedroom door 
would slowly open
As it usually did; 
an omen
of what would come.
Hot draughts of rancid breathing,
upon my neck;
which always reeked of beer, 
or sometimes stale Darjeeling.
Then, subsequently sated;
It would slowly whisper in my ear;
"Unless you want 
I see your little brother too,
Don't you go and tell your mother, 
dear."...

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All his ink wells ran dry
From uncertain thought
His nib dripping with ink from within,
The crimson script full of regret
From what has and has not been.

Grief stricken eyes
Nails turning to dust
Hair falling with every turn of the page,
He reeked of whiskey and the troubles it brought
The smell worsened as she started to age.

As the hour glass ticked
The months blew away
Times ocean began to swell
But not a soul came through at anytime 
Looking for his sweet so sweet Annabelle....

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I held a wilting flower in my hand
as it told me how I inspired it to die;
how my words resonated with its symphony of pain
and echoed out a toxic lullaby

I held the wilting flower in my hand
with a lost voice and helpless eyes
The roots were dry and I pleaded for life
But the petals withered,
Inspired to die.

I held a dead flower in my hand
as its thorns dug deep and scars ran wide
My hands, stained with red
Still reeked of shame,
but the blood that trickled, wasn’t mine....

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Unlike love story 

Sweet dawn you are not
in your embrace I`m not reborn.
A night with you gives birth to bitter regret. 
A promise to not seek you out
will not help,
I love you more than life itself.
Nightfall brings long shadows
irresistible your allure,
Our lair is not feathering of tenderness
but thorns of demanding ferocity.
A pact we made in a church that reeked of burnt wicks.
desiccated roses and the redolence of death.
Our love is agony, 
we can´t but clawing us asunder...

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