Short Road Runner Poems

perky pink, sailor girl and road runner - poetic protagonists

10/4/2020
Contest: How My First Poem Was Born
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BEEP BEEP

explosive action
sore coyote howls at moon
slips off precipice

the road runner splits his side
taunting infernal “beep beep”

Kim Rodrigues © 2017

*Road Runner Cartoon...

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yosemite Sam
casper Friendly Ghost
huey Dewy Lou
grouchy Elmer Fudd
fastest road runner

bright bugs bunny
sweet daisy duck
chip and dale
Harvey comics

mickey mouse
underdog
wendy witch

sixties
cartoons

me...

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I fondly remember Road Runner cartoons
That amused us until weekend afternoons
Wile E. got just desserts
On that barren desert
But I wished Acme mailed him Kevlar balloons

12/28/15  for combination of three words contest...

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Wile E. Coyote
would wear Acme “floatie”
wings so he could swoop from mountain bluffs,
but always crashed below to silent puffs.

The Road Runner,
like a tail gunner,
would down Wile E. into the deep
valley floor with his trademark “meep meep!”



September 5, 2021
Cleritoons Poetry Contest
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Road Runner escaped the cleverest traps
Because he had no known handicaps
Outwitted, outsmarted at every turn,
His nemesis would sigh, doing a slow burn.

Wile E. Coyote was determined to destroy
Road Runner by using every available ploy,
But the tricky bird was ever so clever
Always escaping by pulling the lever.

written August 28, 2021...

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One day I saw a ghost leaving
From the house of the dead
His eyes were big and red
With large dark circles 
Around them, he had vampire’s teeth
They were extra long and jagged
At the ends, one bite
Would rip your skin just
Like a shredder tearing paper
When he turned and looked at me
I got so scared that I took 
Off running as fast as I could
Just like the road runner
Beep, beep

FEBRUARY 12, 2021...

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I see buzzards circling up high...
The sun so hot we could all die.

Nites are long for a guy.
The stars seem brighter in this sky.

Lizards run to and fro,
but there is no where to go !

I look in the cattles' eyes...
and hear a lonesome coyote cry.

A road runner darts across the sand...
So many rocks a man can't stand !

The beans and bread are getting old...
Even the nites are getting cold.

                                                            By Perri R. Voge...

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