Short Romps Poems

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Musings of Word Whisperers

Beloved lovers of words
love wordplay and twiddles
riddles and entwining romps
entangling twists and turns...

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standoff

feline green eyes stalk
 canine paws crouch in pounce mode ~
  play erupts fun romps

1-25-21
Contest: Moment in Nature
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Syllables checked with www.HowManySyllables.com...

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Forge free fancy
Arm ample art
Note now nicely
Cheer creates chart
Yonder yields yoke
Frame fleeting form
Inch ink invokes
Rich rapture romps
Meet movements meek
Set silence soars
Flame funny freak
Obsess odd oar
Ripe richness rest
Mind moving mess...

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Two ribbons
following
strands of her
golden hair
fall smoothly
from one big
perfect bow.
As she romps,
the ribbons
brightly swing
to and fro
as rosy
as our dear
sweet daughter’s
happy smile.


March 27, 2019 For Line Gauthier's Ribbon Poetry Contest...

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wide-eyed owls gossip
about ducks sneezing,achoo...
night air filled with pox

hound dogs wear nose masks
sore throats itch non-stop...
freakin’ bird flu romps! 


~HAIKUS FOR FUN~


              


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Tracie Edwards' Ku -Ku by nette onclaud...

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Softly  spring's raindrops fell,
showering budding Magnola ,
tapping gutter post.
Within their song ,
your slow beating heart was lost.
Pure and true ,best  friends we grew 
Till  fifteen years depart.
And  I recall ,when raindrops fall
A waggling tail, romps in the yard 
and head lap hugs we crossed.......

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Meek moments make,
Impulse inks ice;
Crazy charm cakes,
Rich rambles rise;
Obsess old oils.
Streak sanguine stops,
Thrust troubled toils;
Observe odd opts,
Remind ripe rogue;
Yes yields yonder.
Yield yester yoke,
Ask apt answer;
Rest rowdy romps,
Niche nurtures norm.




Leon Enriquez
02 August 2015
Singapore...

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See simple sway
Wonder wise way


Live loud laughter
Bright blooms better


Poignant peace prompts
Rich rapture romps


Lovely lines lift
Glimpse glowing gift


Here with your best
Live sincere quest


Do all you can
To live your plan


Cast your fond spell
Love this day well




Leon Enriquez
21 August 2017
Singapore...

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Academic eyes  
Bullying lies 
Feelings held hostage 
Locked unopposed 
Academic eyes 
Mandatory ‘I’’s 
Mirrored reflection 
The Emperor’s clothes 
Academic eyes 
Robert Bly cries 
The pond has been drained 
Replaced with a swamp 
Academic eyes 
Truth rendered blind 
The facts mired out 
   —fantasy romps 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)...

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*Image of Starting Anew by Tiny Buddha.

Starting Anew

Silhouette ... framed sources,
pirouette ... beams courses.

Our sun stabs, some slept sky,
as rays jabs, blue clouds wry.

All-round us, trading prompts,
dawns a plus, new day romps.

*Picture #4
RZ & PS checked

2021 August 10
*2nd Place*
In Essence 2
~~Joseph May: Judged 2021 August 27...

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Moon-scented I walk in dark
to put me back in place,
unwithered,
opening the inner casket for a glow.

Pleading not guilty
after killings in bed, of affectionate
kill of lies, a black widow
romps around with a flag of morality.

Was it a systemic swallowing
of a bait put up by a shipwreck ?
The bodies were flowing in a row
in caldron of acrimony. 



Satish Verma...

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Brave bold butterfly
Wander wonders why
Strange sadness supplies


See swirling smoke stacks
Lustre's loss looms lack
Sense sublime shore slack

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Time tells trouble tales
Hurl hoarse hefty hails
Sad story soon sails


Pride paints pretty prompt
Reap ripe richer romps
Death dazzles dry dorm


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Leon Enriquez
20 March 2015
Singapore...

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Ah, playful is the gay coquette
who flits between the trees,
which stand around like marionettes
all swaying by degrees.

She romps along, red curls unbound
and flapping in the breeze,
her wrap lies low enfolded round
a figure made to squeeze

Let’s raise a glass to this dear lass
who never meant to tease,
or shake our heads at those instead
that try too hard to please....

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Tales of O’Laddy and Lassie 

A sly Irish snake named O’Laddy
Thought he could hide from St. Paddy
Hid in the clover
Devious rover
Found in green Irish stew ending badly.

Lassie the cow, wild Irish rover
Romps in the hay - rolls in mint clover
Her milk all shook up
Now things go a-muck
Sells minty shakes at McDrover's.

Contest: Limericks in Honor of St. Patrick’s Day
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
3-5-21...

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Drained fingers jot sweet memory
calling Pam’s name in every bloom,
as laced nights recall the glory
of fondness born from love’s heirloom...
Time pauses… her Glow swirls on trees
where romps christen fire tasting life..
And though wonder darts to appease
pale the ticks, yearning for dear wife.



Laura Loo's Contest:Second Place Only Contest III
Submitted 2/5/2016    Judged 2/6/2016
For the 'LOST'  Theme Contest...

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At last I see her; my heart leaps.
A mermaid swims and romps.
Entranced the stars and fairies look
a twinkle in their eyes

as I inhale the salty air,
in shadows hid from sight.
She then emerges from the sea…
her skin dripping moonlight.


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1. “The night was a garden of eyes.” – The Blue Bouquet
An Octavio Paz Line Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud
Placed 1st
© 28th August 2019...

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Xanadu may exude such percussive bliss
Youthful romps and a coy stolen kiss
Lightly tapping in jaunty melifulous splendor
Orpheus muse prances playfully tender
Pounding with swift light jazzy flourishes
Heart and soul the xylophone nourishes
Oblivious to troubles I cannot stop my feet
Notions of love brightly swing to the beat
Each crisply chimed note a gift beyond sweet...

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Her name is Apogee Sausalito,
she is tiny, feisty and black;
when she romps with Tricia,
she thinks she's a cat.

The crafty feline hides
on the dining room chair;
'round and 'round the table,
the dog circles her there.

Behind the tablecloth,
the cat keeps watch;
reaches out with her paw,
and gives S'Lito a swat.

It's a game they both love;
each day's regular routine,
we enjoy their frisky antics
with morning coffee and cream....

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Please don’t make me wash the blood from my hair
I know it’s sticky but I don’t care

It’s a simple token of a night
Where for once my heart it felt alright

For once I felt I was one of the greats
I was accepted and happy which is never my fate

And on the last eve of my romps in the glory
My face and hair wound up a little gory

But I don’t mind. Please don’t make me. It just isn’t fair
To force me to wash memories from out of my hair...

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October Sun…!!!   Our summer fun
      and playful romps in clover,
   our laid back days have gone their ways;
         the equinox is over.

As climate drifts your orbit shifts
      towards the Earth’s equator,
   and you become the biased one,
         the season’s arbitrator.

As foliage falls and coolness calls,
      the days are growing shorter;
   October Sun, the callous one,
         the summertime’s exporter.


October 27, 2019...

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Get over it
is what they say
ivory towers
notwithstanding

Move on your way
in flippant reply
darkness is not a place
for you to abide

Be happy, my dear
you’ve so much here
to love and to do
and all those nice Jewish
boys looking for you

Little puppies, three in a row
to break my heart anew
as my little guy romps
with his daddy doodoo

Who are you to say what my heart
cannot feel?

It is mine.

Not yours.

Rhyme notwithstanding....

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