Short Sheepishly Poems

bald
I crack all up with my baldness
humor
say to stylist sheepishly 
it grows everywhere but there...

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The candles dance alive
Celebrated by our circle
All segments were five
The birthday song we sheepishly sing
As I smile thanking my everything...

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   They gave Mister Biden a tongue-twister
   But his tongue got tangled and it blistered
      First he scowled peevishly
      Then he said sheepishly 
  “Thought I read ‘Kamala’ ~ tried to kiss her”
...

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Has this ever happened to you at a ballgame
Your team hits a homer to win, the crowd goes insane
Two male strangers
Unaware of the dangers
They sheepishly sit down, feel they need to explain...

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Till now,
You didn't answer
My many letters sent.
No reply to my hearts' longing.
Elegant words devised for response failed.
Now, who is knocking on my door?
You, grinning sheepishly.
Gone, my gloom, then
Till now....

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From behind a cloud,
The sun peeks out
And the glory of God washes over me,
The moon hangs full lingering sheepishly
In the morning sky.

How many times can one be inspired
By the golden sunrise?
That all depends
On how many days I'm granted this lifetime....

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I discover me,
A dancing jester
To this life presented
To me.
I scanter and roll
And smile so sheepishly.
The music beats with drums
of haunting days
to come.
I still dance.
And feel weak still.
I take off my 
Jester's hat,
With a few strands
of hair in my hand.
No need to help me.
It's my turn to 
dance....

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Fall
A great time to sheepishly peer out 
Of my time worn window
The window that gives me splinters if I look too close
But if I take the time to see past the splinters 
And age 
I see the beauty of my back yard 
That was once a field of dirt
and weeds 
Fall
A great time to sheepishly peer out 
Of my time worn window...

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To you who truly treasure self-respect,
has there been a humiliating 
instance

when to succumb low, and sheepishly so,
to public opinion's 
preponderance

is neither a betrayal of your worth
nor a slap to your reason's 
countenance?

and spinelessly you go, float with the flow
of popular passion and 
circumstance?...

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To you who truly 
treasure self-respect,
has there been a humiliating 
instance

when to succumb low, 
and sheepishly so,
to public opinion's 
preponderance

is neither a betrayal 
of your worth
nor a slap to your reason's 
countenance?

Do you spinelessly go,
float with the flow
of popular passion and 
circumstance?

....

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Callously torn in fragile shreds,
I sheepishly snuggle in cozy threads.

Succinctly laced, the cactus leans -
Hope nestled amidst it's thorned scenes. 

To bittersweet melodies, in trance, 
A medley plays, with puppets dance. 

Every errand, a gallop in the meadows wide, 
Yet petals of mahogany dews reside. 

Am I still alive, or lost in posthumous hues?
A sombre ballet, unfolding in view....

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What do you like about him? Her father asked.
He’s got a great smile, she said, sheepishly.
There was a giggle too, a tiny one.

He seems like a knucklehead to me, a dunce.
You have to get to know him, she told him.
I will try, he lied.

He had already seen enough of this guy.
a know-nothing, do-nothing.
he was not tolerable until their first child was born.
In one instant, he was brilliant.
Hello Grandpa...

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We've been married for so long now
We know just what each others thinks
By seeing  every tick or twitch
Our need for conversation shrinks

Why just the other day my wife
Said,"You've got that look once more"
"You've thought of a great new poem"
"One that you wish you'd wrote before"

Sheepishly I said,"you're right"
She said,"That's what I knew it'd be"
I said,"you know me oh so well"
Then mad she said,"Get off of me!"...

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Late for the date.
He entered the hotel
through its revolving doors.

Missing the right turn, the precise gap
in which to step forward,
he staggered rearwards onto the back glass,
then bounced, like a jack rabbit
into the foyer.

She, of course, coolly witnessed
this comic entrance.

When he sheepishly handed her
the crushed and bedraggled roses,
he knew that he was definitely not
getting laid that night
or possibly ever....

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I have chose, to pick up my 
head,
hand,
bulls,
leg,
and the particles which trooped off from my brain while sleeping,
         and stand by my inspiration

For I have sheepishly
slept enough,
slipped enough,
and crawled enough

The days of my sleep, 
has come to ‘Rest in Pieces’
because,
I shall never lay still, 
no more,
for I have found the missing effervescent tools. 
which I have been searching for in my long-term, day and ray dreams...

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Winter’s run its course
And nature’s had its rest
The blanket of snowy white
Has lost its glow
How dull the skies
That wake from slumber
The frigid frost has lost its bite
The winds have lost their thunder
Sheepishly the spring sneaks in
Barely half awake still half asleep



AP: 3rd place 2022

Submitted on January 30, 2020 for STRAND CHOICE 11 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 2ND

Originally posted on January 29, 2020...

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An old Irishman was on his deathbed
He was nearly at the end.
He had one final wish to be granted
so he motioned to Patty, his friend.

"Patty, I  need one last favor".
"Just ask me", was Patty's reply.
"Find me bottle of the best Irish whiskey",
he said with a tear in his eye.

"When I'm gone, please pour it over me grave,
just in case I have me a thirst"!
Patty agreed, then sheepishly asked,
"Could I run it through me kidneys first"?...

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On that last unsuccessful date 
he had entered a hotel 
through its revolving doors…
missing the right turn, the precise gap
in which to step forward, 
he staggered rearwards onto the back glass, 
then bounced, like a jack rabbit 
into the foyer.
She, of course, coolly witnessed 
this untimely comic entrance.
When he sheepishly handed her
the crushed and bedraggled roses,
he knew that he was definitely not 
getting laid that night
and possible ever....

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I didn't cry
I disappeared
I reappeared
didn't cry
wasn't until
weeks went by 
that night
I deranged
to heave my broken body
in vain
to free the window of its drape

I didn't cry
collapsed in defeat

I lay tormented for a while
till finally 
I rang
someone came

I sheepishly requested
they draw the curtain aside

my battered bag of bones and I
lay back in a sigh

overcast

and then it happened

I wept with all the gravity of the moon

Alive....

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