Short Shucking Poems

A woman who works shucking corn
Tells jokes that are Iowan born
Just lend her an ear
And you're bound to hear
How colonels can milk a French horn...

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"Sweet Dinah won't you blow my horn?"
She's in the kitchen shucking corn
And when she hums
The whole world comes
To bless the day when she was born!...

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"PRINCE"

Prince: truly a self-produced man;
“Purple Rain”—simply a masterpiece.
Sail smoothly sweet Prince.
May you find yourself on the 
Big Stage, shucking & jiving
For Love & Honor of God:
“That’s entertainment!"...

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• Blazing hot ice
• Chilly open flames
• Animals wearing clothes
• Humans with no names
• Empty houses with legs
• Rats hatching from eggs
• Marbles from the water faucet
• Shucking pods and getting pegs in ...

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As I diligently shucked life's oysters
Searching thoughts for a pearl in store.
Uncovering nothing significant in size
Being worthy of remembrance for.

Until one day my horizon was dark
Threating from my life a slice.
From this storm came God's divulgence
Of Jesus, the Pearl of great price. 


Life is our Oyster
and we, its shucker's
How sad, so few discern the Pearl they seek. ...

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Lovers spooning in harvest moonlight,
Unaware of man in the moon,
Amorous the nude mooning,
Of the man in the moon,
Pleasures reaped of sow,
Harvest of earth,
Two lovers, 
Shucking,
Corn!

Gathered of golden harvest autumn, 
Harvest moonlight gives approval,
Essence love, reflects brilliance,
Of the source majesty, 
Pleasures bare witness,
Lover’s rejoice,
Of choice…love,
Sacred, 
Voice!

For Contest: Harvest Moon; P
In Honor of Debbie Guzzi...

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Seeking My Pearl
Written: by Miracle Man
1-31-2020

I excel in writing when right conditions prevail,
I’m relegated to failure if I’m not giving my best.
No halfhearted effort will be of any avail,
and with that kind of effort God isn’t impressed.

A lofty goal, sometimes causes thoughts to stray,
and bar isn’t high enough if I easily reach my peak.
I just keep shucking oysters believing that someday,
God will give me the pearl that I diligently seek.
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My coat streaked in shades of brown
My home borrowed in the ground 

Cheeks full with summers plunder
Winter is coming will there be enough I wonder

Nuts and seed are enough to please 
For these I gather with expertise

Shucking and shelling to reveal my foils
Carefully tucking them away so not a one spoils

They say I'm a mammal small in size
I say please don't chastise

For that little debility
I  make for with speed and agility

For I am Chipmunk
Not some little punk...

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