Short Reeled Poems

A dog by the side of the road
Whelped out her cute little load
A copper who saw
Reeled off the law
Cited for littering I’m told...

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I met a girl who wasn't mine
And thought we'd go to wine and dine
She met every wish
But drank like a fish
Afterwords I reeled in my line...

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Cause the
burn—of raked
shame—breaking glass,
not breaking anything.
The past

over—
reflection 
just killed and reeled
back only; for you come
again....

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The Secret Service don't need to shout
They're randy buggers inside and out!
Wherever they go
The whole world will know
They got the girl (reeled in like a trout)!...

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peering
into
the nightly 
abyss
a surprise
the guest
awaiting
gently
she reeled him
inward
down, down
putting
his blistered
wings
to her
smoldering
ire...

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At six you reeled in your first trout, smoked your first cigarette.
You haven’t flicked your last one out. Each of us at last exhales
the dream like rainbows in a stream. Fish run that river yet....

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All 
alone 
in the crowd,
justice 
stood
seeking
someone
to please.

Like a lonely fish
swimming in a school,
she bites a baited hook
and is reeled in—scaled 
and thrown back—unwanted....

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Unwanted	

All 
alone 
in the crowd
justice 
stood
seeking
someone
to please—
Like a lonely fish
swimming in a school
she bites a baited hook
and is reeled in—scaled 
and thrown back—unwanted....

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Shield From Suffering

From suffering so much need a shield,
Or something which will have appealed
Hoping my suffering soon would quit;
One more thing I surely must admit,
Should see big fish that in I reeled.

Jim Horn...

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In the semi-arid suburb, Medina,
A high pitch of sound echoed.
It dopplered through misty shrubs.

A helical dawn goes tidally.
The Pathfinder: stepped,
deep nodded, starry-eyed,
Scarfed fragrant keffiyeh.

Reeled a full throttle of forgiven,
Headed to his students.
The teaching of liberty,
Primed course of life....

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Willed

Vague sword

Weak heart and sight

Boundless wisdom, although

My soul has full enthusiasm

Body growing old and becoming weak

My resolve outweighs the bullet

Reeled swilled

Billed.

(The Bell)

Written: June 27, 2021

Ring My Bell Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Anderson...

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She haunts my dreams 
She is not what she seems
She is my Maud
She has a grab on my heart
She reeled me from the start
She is my Helen
She has turned away from me
She denied my plea
She is my Venus
She posseses my soul
She denied me quite cold
She is my Pysche
        Yet I still wish for her love
         And hope it will be ordained from above...

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tactic theories tamed
by moaning brain
callous crescendoes' bait
airy acumen craved
felon feasts fostered
hoity twin triggered

rusty rules reeled
raging rumple reek
punctured politics' spree

dark dances dribbled
saucy syllables scribbled
did curves cripple

lanky lust birthed
vying veil's verge.
     '20:03:21:11:01

Note: Dedicated to Plato....

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tactic theories tamed
by moaning brain
callous crescendoes' bait
airy acumen craved
felon feasts fostered
hoity twin triggered

rusty rules reeled
raging rumple reek
punctured politics' spree

dark dances dribbled
saucy syllables scribbled
did curves cripple

lanky lust birthed
vying veil's verge.
     '20:03:21:11:01

Note: Dedicated to Plato....

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I ran and jumped behind a potted plant, but you found me
I got away, but briefly, and was not discovered for almost six minutes.
But my breathing was too deep, and you heard, and conquered.
I keep peeling myself away, but you reeled me back, and swiftly.
I never before realized how hard it is to get away from ideas.
You have won now, so, what my dear, is my next step, pray tell?...

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Your kindness gave me memories that will always stay with me
The joy we shared, because of you, will live through eternity

Your unselfish ways, thoughts and deeds, your giving in every way
Have made me happy to be your friend with the memories stored away

WHEN I WENT WITH YOU, MY SENSES REELED TO HEIGHTS THAT WERE UNKNOWN
AND THINKING OF YOU, THE FEELINGS RETURN AND I AM NOT ALONE...

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As a carcass peeled from the sidewalk
As witness reeled with revelry talk
When the sun poached its glaze
Children free of heart catwalked

I was lost in sage
Murmur of beaten brow
Through the forecepts of saturated clock
Held back with hidden penetration 

Red lips coursed a wet expectation
But time had guided a listless burrow
Time in destruction from fallen meaning
Where spirits kept corridors veiled...

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Jarvis was a goner the second he saw her bouncy hair
She recognized this and reeled him right into her lair
Her amber eyes gave him the stoplight green.
Jarvis from that moment was never again seen.

I hope it was worth it said his Arkansas kin.
I rolled my eyes, as this rolled out past their chin.
He never returned, was never again seen.
Beware of a witch who gives you a glance stoplight green....

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I was reeled in 
Not knowing if I was 
Swimming...or broken 
I swallowed your line 
Starving for what you fed me 
Dumbstruck and wounded 
There was no fight, 
No chance that I would not 
Succumb to your lures 
Maybe here was my chance 
To witness saviour 
But now I see 
You have chosen 
To fillet and release 
My heart. 

And there's plenty more fish in the sea. 
For those like you. 

© 2013 
Ruby Honeytip...

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Writing for tomorrow,
  today is enhanced

Writing for tomorrow,
  my mind and heart dance

Writing for tomorrow,
  my place is affirmed

Writing for tomorrow,
  my name is confirmed

Writing for tomorrow
  the future reeled in

Writing for tomorrow
  new moments begin

Writing for tomorrow
  old crucibles filled

Writing for tomorrow
 —the present instilled

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)...

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Writing for tomorrow,
  today is enhanced

Writing for tomorrow,
  my mind and heart dance

Writing for tomorrow,
  my place is affirmed

Writing for tomorrow,
  my name is confirmed

Writing for tomorrow,
  the future reeled in

Writing for tomorrow,
  new moments begin

Writing for tomorrow,
  old crucibles filled

Writing for tomorrow
  —the present instilled

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)...

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eerie aura augmented
felon feature fermented
cremating callous contractions
drooling drips punctured
hoity relief reeled
vying voluptuous acme

tainted tongue trained'n
decking damped trail
fostered feelings feign

porous pulchritude birthed
crisp conception pivoted
mystic smirk aided

syntactic silhouette seeped'n
seductive syllables' creed.
    '20:03:30:19:45

Note: Dedicated to a dickhead I cherish: Oreoluwa....

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Symbolic scattered images of yesterday's 
Tomorrows future not yet promised but at midnight the
Reaper adorned in black embarks on his journey
Amorously seeking a soul to transport filling his quota
Neglecting Life! Whether ill or able The Reaper using his 
Gregarious well aimed manor always lured a lost soul in
Engaging them unknowingly in conversation and than hook baited
Reeled each and every soul with the kiss of Death and a shadows' retreat....

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Vincent Van Gogh
gave Starry Nights their lucent glow.
Then he took a pair of shears
and cut off his unsuspecting ear.

John Lennon
never once reeled his pen in.
He wrote and sang what he pleased,
raising hell while promoting peace.

William Wordsworth
worshipped this fickle earth.
With England's vast Lake District, 
his tortured soul instantly clicked.

Art Clokey,
creator of Gumby and Pokey.
With no real wisdom to relay,
he distracted us with nonsensical clay....

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I catch your eye, I move towards you
I'm reeled in by your stare
Not able, nor willing to resist 
I'm caught inside your glare

The closer that I get to you
The more beautiful you become 
Blood is coursing through my veins
Heart pounding like a drum 

We're face to face 
Electricity, my body is on fire
I feel your breath across my lips
I'm burning with desire

Passion wins, I give in
All consuming bliss
Our mouths then meet, two hearts, one beat
We play our hands and kiss...

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