Short Shim Poems

Curse Which Was Worse and Worse

Great seeing message  without words that curse,
Which seem to grow becoming worse and worse;
They did screech,
Trump impeach
Needle had been stuck in his finger by a nurse.

Jim Horn

Now who did you think this poem was written for.

Shim Shim Chiri....

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Elmer loved the drip drip drip sound of April rain
Under comfort of a leaf umbrella, he heard the refrain
It reminded him of his childhood, he felt loved again.

His mother would have been extremely proud of him.
He looked in the pond and saw his old Uncle Jim.
Shimmy shim shim, he sang. “Shimmy shim shim!”...

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With his cup full to the brim
he sat there looking grim

He had come here on a whim
his intention to have a swim.

Yet now he had lost his vim
perhaps he left it at the gym.

About his figure he liked it trim
and his hair he kept very prim.

His knees he would skim
as trees he tried to shim.

As daylight started to dim
he went home via the rim....

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“Just a little garden party,” the elf maker said.
I knew better, I had seen the vision in my head.
They hold this every year, inviting everyone to join.
I would love to go, I think I will shine up my gold coin.

I always bring it out, because it makes the bunnies shout.
They love to dance around its tiny perimeter.
Something they do as they shake and shim-iter.
Just a garden party the elf maker said. I began plotting in my head....

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If I am a stonewall, YOU are the shim that makes me Whole
YOU are the root the glorious Bloom, I, the thorned stem of a  Rose

If I am the rising Sun, YOU are the Golden warmth around me
YOU are the illumination of Moonlight, I, just the twinkle of a star

If I am the waves of the ocean, YOU are the Loving Life with in
YOU are the Everlasting Love of my Heart, I, Forever Your Liege
  
                                 TO   BARBARA...

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Taking part in tomorrow
Over and again?
Asked of more for who?
To avoid where i don’t know
His time in a lights, blasts
My times haven’t run, home
Learning how i leave, beneath
Beneath my custom
Devoured in still shots
At becoming the he , she would expect of me, another shim
Today and them, never my ways
How i plan to let your rows of fatale petals
Chain me in you hearts
Running out of airs to whips
Ungrippable blasts from my days
Behind your perscriptions

ancient and near
...

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