Short Rounds Poems

24 miles running event,
Grounds small,
Both runners to cover two rounds!...

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The full moon filters through the trees
A fox begins his usual rounds
The secret life of the forest begins...

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While circular area's moot 
3/14 math groupies salute
Approximate pi 
Which helps us get by
Since squares within rounds don't compute
...

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an invisible weight on his back
his provisions all in a sack
  Had he ever paused
  to sing a song
as he made his rounds begging life long...

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Sound
Rounds
Hound
Crowns
All howl throw down 
Be with calm zone



-October 28, 2018 Chattogram


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Rare Stanza -Reza Syllabic Verse...

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There once was a guy named Jack
Who daily brings Christmas back
As he makes the rounds
With his humorous sounds
We're  off to his house too unpack!...

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red Maine lobster boiled with shrimp
draped with snow crab legs 
gold butter and sugar corn
rounds of kielbasa
russet potatoes
salty butter
dine!...

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what was he that stood before me

was he himself or was he a zombie

i emptied my rounds
in his brain it was found

but my heart at the plight abhorred me...

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Rocked fence rounds tinged of moss,
Laurels languish on limbered lengths aloft,
Faithful oak blessed rays anoint.


2019 September 24
howmanysyllables
6, 10, 7...

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Tiger was a young golfer quite good
But didn't shoot as straight as he should
    He'd stray out of bounds
    While making his rounds
Because he couldn't master his wood....

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Cowboy
Broncobuster cattleman
Rounds-‘em-up and moves-‘em-out...
Strong, fearless, rugged, raw
Rancher

 © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 22, 2010
Poetic form: Cinquain...

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Thundering tanks, missiles, bombs
     invade the world with fire's alarms

   Far beneath their horrific rounds
     beats the heart of humanity
       ~ infinitesimal sound...

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Five hundred rounds of ammunition
bound for President’s inauguration 
shots will echo through the nation
and no this ain’t just imagination
there’s going to be a conflagration....

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In a given pace
Dismail  of rounds
Sounds of ordinary
Act as eagle as bourne
Join  the pot in dreams
Flourish to all  to shine
Live of  short coming
High hopes  all come back...

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A very sexy lady once took me aside
Patted me on my enormous backside
Said, lose some pounds
And we'll go a few rounds
But the lump in my jumper committed suicide...

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In a given pace
Dismail  of rounds
Sounds of ordinary
Act as eagle as bourne
Join   the pot  in dreams
Flourish to all  to shine
Live of   short coming
High hopes all come back...

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The Irish, 'tis said, as a nation,
They're quite fond of inebriation.
  So they guzzle large vats
  On the day called St. Pat’s
'Tween rounds of Gaelic fornication. 

(3/15/2017)...

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Face you fear .

Don't be afraid.

Show it whose boss by stepping into the ring.

You may not win on the first try, but there are other rounds.

So in the last one knock it out , and be the champ....

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Her fun house fingertips tracing dews drenched, fruitions lips...
Felicities ferris wheel; twined, their voluptuous femme fixations
Sixty-nine pink balloons eroticas poesy, carnival caravan of love....

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Halloween evening
When skeletons rise from dead
And bats move around the night
The witch’s hat creates
Rounds of complete fearful sights
Pumpkins come alive tonight

Russell Sivey...

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an artesian altar stocks
moist manna seized in vast rounds
twice arrested sights cascade
moment instills
reawakening
a sheltered reckoning breathes
no regrets prepped ascensions
~a ponder...

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A very sexy lady once took me aside
And patted me on my enormous backside
Said, lose some pounds
And we'll go a few rounds
The large lump in my jumper I sure couldn't hide


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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When a bald eagle is soaring high above the canyon rim
Those old wives tales will make their rounds like homemade hooch
Mountain folks saying our union is strong and watching over us

written September 26, 2021...

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Billed and blue with hidden graces,
master of ancient tide,
stalking for a slippery snack-
not long will the finned hide.

Perch stick in the bill like roses
to a Don Juan; I pause
to listen to the restless sea
offer rounds of applause....

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Harpoon rays melt from the sun,
A fiery furnace in the sky;
A shadow rounds the sundial,
the nonexistent hand tells the time;
It has circled into the abyss,
A vision portrayed and betrayed,
The mind is caught in a whirlpool
of time....

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