Short Sharp As A Tack Poems

A birder in search of a bird
Just slipped on a buffalo turd
Sharp as a tack
Flat on his back
He learned not to follow the herd!...

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Sharp as a tack is what they say
When someone is perceptive,
But when that person's old and gray
The brain's not as receptive.

He may still seem both quick and smart
In things that really matter,
But aging surely plays its part
To make that tack much flatter....

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Losing connections one by one …
my mind has drifted back  
This moment caught within a cloud   
the past sharp as a tack

I reminisce in present tense
new frames of reference gone
With that most recent going dim
but still—I hear that song   

(Bryn Mawr Hospital: March, 2023)...

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A call to the ring
singing and ringing
the replier has gone with the twisting
as long before ago come for finishing.

A finger in the ring
showing love without crying
it is a prison of dying
a jail of impact recovering.

Sense and heart as sharp as a tack ding dong
as the soul in ready and waiting
to slash the mist of tearing
life has no wasting....

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I am a fancy cat with patterns on my back.
My tail is pretty, I am sharp as a tack.
Better clear away, stand away, Mo and Mack.
Up close you might see my beauty and have a heart attack.

Mo and Mack were not amused in the least.
The conceitedness that comes off of this little beast!
Don’t forget we are your parents, they told fancy cat.
Better speak to us with respect. If not, there’s the mat....

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She’s as pretty as a picture
And as quiet as a mouse.
He’s as blind as a bat
And as fat as a house.

She’s as stubborn as a mule
And as sly as a fox.
He’s as wise as an owl
And as strong as an ox.

She’s as skinny as a toothpick
And as slow as a snail.
He’s as sharp as a tack
And as large as a whale.

I could keep this up forever
But you know what they say:
Nothing ruins someone’s writing
Like an overused cliché!...

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