Short Seventy Three Poems

Poetry keeps me alive 
but doesn’t feed me....

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time flows on

seven years a long time
when joined to seventy three
will birds be singing...

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     Happy Birthday to me
       Say bye to seventy-three

     I’m seventy-four now
       My ox to be gored
...

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"Crime and Punishment"
lies open upon his lap.
A fly alights page
two hundred seventy three
and both continue to read....

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"Crime and Punishment"
lies open upon his lap.
A fly alights page
two hundred seventy three
and both continue to read....

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Back in Nineteen seventy-three
Men sowed oats and courts ruled them free
But now DNA
Can make them all pay
Their fair share of paternity...

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I flinch each time you claim we're one flesh
Seventy-three years long; you've not gotten it yet?
You are you, and me, from a different tree; not set

Within yours.

*...

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Mother-To-Be
Dr. James E. Martin
©May, 2013

A mother-to-be was she.
She was happy as she could be.
A new baby boy,
Would bring her much joy,
If only she weren’t seventy three....

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Some people are accident-prone, not me
Been accident-free since nineteen seventy-three
A good run I'd say
Happy miles each day
Till my car got attacked by a humongous tree...

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Anna Mary Moses
but 'Granma' everyone usually 'says'
She became an artistic celebrity*
on retirement aged seventy-three 

*https://www.wikiart.org/en/grandma-moses/morning-day-on-the-farm-1951...

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Seventy three miles
if this ancient crow could fly...
in search of a Rose.

Seventy three miles
if this ancient crow could fly....
just a chance to glance.

Seventy three miles
if this ancient crow could fly...
two black coffees please.

Harry J Horsman 2012...

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April sixth, nineteen-seventy-three
A-L pitchers became bat free

and the designated hitter was born
and those fans did eat a lot of popcorn

Ron Blomberg was the first
that started the thirst

for homeruns and extra bases
as fans showed their happy faces...

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A Leprechaun found himself some gold
though, it was very very old.
He then went on a shopping spree
for houses and bought, seventy three!
But, he can’t pay his utilities, I’m told.


3-10-2021
Enter the 'LIMERICKS in honor of St. Patrick's Day' Poetry Contest
L MILTON HANKINS...

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Asking if simply prima facia, would be sufficient ?
Today, tropical storm Flossie spotting their Hawaiian Islands
Rushing towards a Pacific's embrace as, the British are coming..
January 28th, 1986 and her space shuttle Challenger; seventy-three
Seconds of flight seven priceless lives kissing His sun with wings to fly....

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Mr and Mrs Wicker met at twenty-five
They are glad still to be cordial and alive
At seventy-three, they are set in their way
Finishing each other’s sentences most of the day

Mr and Mrs. Ticker met each other at age of eighteen
They still see each other as teenagers, which is keen
They finish each other’s sentences too
Just a reminder of “I love you”....

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I’m seventy three.
And still all me,  
with all my fingers and toes
but God only knows
what ever else.  

I know who I am.
The “who”of me.
I don’t dwell on what I’ve been
at times now and then 
of a lesser self. 

I improve, don’t you see
I learn, I teach. 
Needful to be all I can
Until time will ban
participation.

©  Feb 22 2010      Charles Henderson...

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At age three, it's 'Mommy, mommy'
  At twenty-three, I'm still carefree

At thirty-three, it's not quite all about me
  At forty-three, there's responsibility

At fifty-three, I'm starting to see
  At sixty-three, all night I pee

At seventy-three, retired and free
  At eighty-three, just you and me

At ninety-three, drink herbal tea
  ~At one-oh-three, I'm a mummy...

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Social Misfit Mr. Mollander McGumphry McGee
Took his hen for a walk down street seventy-three
Dancing beside him was a weird lunatic-like chickadee
I am glad we do not look that ridiculous said MM McGee

The hen kept her mouth shut, for she was brighter than he
Ridiculous is not the half of it she later told her sister Bree
No one else rides a hen down street seventy-three
We looked like two complete idiots, McGee and me....

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See little children dreaming in there beds as the U.S. Bombs drop on there heads, six 
hundred fifty five thousand in 7 years dead.
Oh unmanned Stealth flying the Sky
Machines dont care who die
This WAR MACHINE feeds on human fear
The same president for seventy three years
With one task for all time
Same corporation different masks same crime
What a heavy toll our children will pay
and now they say the Nazi's founded the CIA...

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KEEPSAKE

I still have that wallet you gave to me,
All those years ago in seventy-three.
I used it daily, till it fell apart,
In my inside pocket, close to my heart.
And the tiny photo you put in there,
With your gentle smile and your flowing hair,
Is still tucked inside, though it fades each day,
Like the hopes I had till you walked away.
I wonder if somewhere, hidden from view,
You still keep that locket I gave to you....

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Listen to poem:

*Image of Comet Kohoutek by Wilkie.

Celestial Christmas Eve '73

'Twas day of Christmas eve, seventy-three,
Comet Kohoutek, badminton like sleeve,
Play-daytime Santa, store-bought gifts wrap-free,
'Twas day of Christmas eve, seventy-three,
Comet tail swells, Kohoutek shoot o'er sea,
Party with friends we all saw Christmas eve,
'Twas day of Christmas eve, seventy-three,
Comet Kohoutek, badminton like sleeve!

2022 January 30...

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During the quake of seventy-three I shivered and shook.
The rest of us stared at this guy, an ancient old cook.
The trembling that went on that day, gave me PTSD.
I looked at his granddaughter, glad he is no kin to me.

I am tired of these stories about disaster and such.
Living through Viet Nam War, and other ideas I can’t touch.
I am so far away from the man’s thinking I want to run away.
But Mom made this play date, so unfortunately, I must stay....

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The 1970 Four-Four Two Oldsmobile was a spectacular beauty
I still like her today; she was owned by Mr. McPueuty.
He shined her up so often, her sheen was something to see.
He gave me a ride once in nineteen seventy-three.

She did not go as fast as I had hoped, but I felt like a queen.
Sitting in this brilliant red Olds, a marvelous speed machine.
I wish I had one today; I would shine her front and her back.
The 1970 Four-Four Two was a gorgeous car said my cousin Mack....

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A great actor has died and is gone for eternity.
Jay North has died at the age of seventy-three.
He got up to mischief when he starred in Dennis The Menace.
We all have a little mischief in us.
He began starring in "Dennis The Menace" at the age of seven.
After living for over seven decades, he died and went to Heaven.
North starred as Dennis from 1959 to 1963.
It's sad to know that he's gone for eternity.


[Dedicated to Jay North (1951-2025) who died on April 6, 2025]...

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