Short Sacked Poems
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we
sacked
the
walls of Troy
an empire
to be destroyed
but
in
the
fall of night
our
swords shall
make it right
In the past
People were sacked
For telling
Lies.
These days
People are sacked
For telling the
Truth.
Indicative fact:
The quarterback got sacked
Imperative demand:
Carolyn, please hold my hand!
Subjunctive wish:
If I were Irish…
She was a marble-hearted marauder
A plunderer and a loyal daughter
She sacked a village
Looted with pillage
Finding a lover within the slaughter.
Can't sleep
Count sheep
So weary
Eyes bleary
Relax
Sandman sacked
Get up
Make tea
Drink three
Dear me
Glance at clock
Get a shock
Sunrise
Closed eyes
For each test I was offered two nickels,
but was sacked for my tally just trickles,
as there was no demo
on why with each Elmo,
I’m to give all of them two test tickles.
Santa's aging computer had been hacked
So now his naughty and good list he lacked
He just didnt know
Which houses to go
His ire ended with his elves being sacked.
Written 20th December 2023.
my boss said
'stand on that cricket,'
i said 'no, let it live,'
id stand up for the underdog,
he sacked me,
didn't forgive,
his loss here hey,
Don
re: "crickets sing their song " Sara Kendrick
never mind Steve:)
Once in a while let me dream
There is a love somewhere for me
Wash me from the ancient stream
Of sacked faith and sacked memory
But, once in a while let me dream
Out of some long ago anew I
Shall find you in the hibiscus gleam
I'll be happy once 'fore I die.
First warning
haunting
you're getting sacked in the morning
as it is my right to ruin your life
was your right as boss to ruin mine
difference between us, understand her,
I tell the truth while she did slander
you're getting sacked in the morning
I'm going now you're boring
The Elf on the Shelf gets fired
for his unwise behavior.
Now he’s out for revenge.
ELF OFF THE SHELF
The elf he got sacked so he decides
on Christmas Eve he’s justified
to catch all the gifts
because of the rift
but Santa does pin him underside
12/13/2021
he uses twitter
so few words disguise the truth
read between the lies!
political aides
are sacked for whistle blowing
gagged for truth telling
the world’s media
contaminated by lies
read between the lines!
Contamination Contest
Sponsored By Kai Michael Neumann
4/2/18
Won’t get her sacked
But she don’t understand
Her brain ain’t good with facts
Her head’s a barren land
For she had a disease
a disease of the brain
although the brain is gone
the disease does remain
And in her head she’ll beat you
but it’s the only place
she lives so far beneath, you
call the distance space
Dogs rule, dogs rock
Dogs run, dogs walk
Dogs bark, dogs talk
Dogs wear a frock.
Dogs read, dogs write
Dogs play, dogs fight
Dogs may, dogs might
Dogs sleep all night.
Dogs add, subtract
Get jobs, get sacked
Dogs laugh, dogs cry
Dogs swim, dogs fly.
Dogs scratch, dogs lick
Dogs chase a stick
Dogs fetch, dogs fall
Dogs love us all.
Comeback God sacked a craft sassed to last /
Grasp no slack or sag with the rap slap/
Pressure the bag and tip of the cap /
Coder crack hat and lift that latch /
Off the docket and out the casket /
Almost a tragic trashed hit had him cashed in /
Dodged that tactic now have the out to last kit /
Hoss’s odds lodged a socket to play with any ratchet
Here in the garden
Waiting for the muse.
But it’s far too hot.
Even the songbirds
Seem too tired to sing.
Gentle breezes
Turning sun shade,
Take the edge off
Searing heat wave.
My deadline
Passes by
As I doze.
Phone rings,
Wake up
Sacked.
20th May 2020
Diminished Hexaverse Contest
Sponsor - Emile Pinet
St. John gave its pupils arithmetic
I glided through these
Like breeze of Belize
Los Angeles City College leveled me
Algebra had me on my knees
YET
I clamored to Cal. State, Long Beach,
Where Information Science sacked me
I fought back on campus lush lawns
Lingered crossed-leg in summer sun
WON
My grade was not an F
I graduated and felt blessed.
*
victimised
ridiculed
bullied
ignored
targeted
mocked
silenced
war
isolated
violated
slandered
false
rumours
belittled
bullied
ignored
liar
joke
pathetic
sacked
rejected
nothing
small
unknown
disclaimed
forgotten
unsure
silenced
slandered
recluse
avoid
absents
silence
mystery
lies
mystery
lies
alone
unknown
Wagons packed, gunny sacked
Wheat flour, beans, preserves
Wild nature sojourning
Worn axles, oxen, health
Winter weather challenge
Wealth aspiring visions
Wonder-filled golden hills
5-10-2021
Plieades W Contest
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
SPLIT
there are two of me….
now
fresh new white
one
then again..
that torn
tained
yellow brain
t(w)oo
now and then
I’m sacked
blue & black
is that
three…?
painted tainted saint
living lie’s and grief
this fails the genuine
seal pain with metal
wired tin—pop!
and start again
what’s left of
that past tense
singular me
© Kim van Breda—12 September 2015
oh, this grinding surge
roaring into battle,
how the air is filled
with the sabre rattle;
how the sky is blacked
by fires in their burning,
how the townships sacked
by counter-strikes returning;
how the guns and shells
through the air are streaming,
how the tolling bells
bleed into the screaming;
oh, the fight for land,
conflicts over chattel,
how the days are spent
in slaughtering the cattle.
Alarm
Bursts calm
Day dawns
Loud yawns
Blow nose
Stretch toes
Quick wash
Splish splosh
Grab vest
Get dressed
Gulp tea
Then flee
I'm late
Stressed state
The boss
Is cross
Harsh fact;
I'm sacked
Next day
Hooray
Lie in
Big grin!
27.09.22
A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE Poetry Contest
Your Favourite Rhyming Poem From The Second Half Of 2022 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Seasonal heartbreaks
Rule my what-if’s
My senses sacked with a soothing solitude
A pain so intoxicating I fly high with gratitude
You will come around with a scarred arc
I will try everything to leave a blissful mark
I think my rage is enticing
It commands my being
Until I bury the thoughts I once feared
Soon in the era of enlightenment we would find the unfortunate
Begging to be heard amidst the lost fates
Chef Billy was nasty and rude
He’d swear when trainees ruined food
With a loaf of stale bread
He’d whack them on the head
His language was terribly crude
One trainee used sugar not salt
The packets had split - not his fault
He’s beaten then battered
His poor nose was shattered
Chef Billy got sacked for assault!
Originally written for Limerick Contest, then I changed my mind and posted a different one
1/4/19
yellow and green kids
lying in a gutter... sad...
Putin... don't you care...
not satisfied...
masochist never are...
stand down mad Putin...
our shamed leaders...
they think only of themselves...
egotistical...
Trump... and his senses...
has he come to realize...
he has none...
the wise men... Trumps
all sacked... he's wise enough...
he says...
presidential
election... Putin holding
one can't defy guns...