Short Skewered Poems

couch sublime for retiree - space spat midst family of potatoes















Monoku composed: August 27, 2020...

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Ideally assembled right
Sinfully scrumous
Molten mountain gooeyness
Recreational
Skewered fashioned drive
Do you want
Smore !...

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Listen to poem:

tilted over
skewered, impaled,
screwed senseless,
stewed to pulp.
Cheers to the blues, folks
here's to 
tomorrow's 
feud feast 
imbued...

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An antelope at the zoo’s gala
Stuck both horns right through a koala 
He skewered an ox
And one Arctic fox
They now call him Vlad the impala...

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       JD Vance will certainly get skewered
       For he came off as naïve, untutored

          Boosted the military
          Promoted prosperity

       Such naivete can get him murdered
...

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Dont look upon me Stork Christ, please!
Scatter! I among the many flee,
Down into the darkened leaves.

Pierced his side, my neighbor's squeak,
Skewered 'long the Holy Beak,
Glory to the chosen Meek!

Feel with relief my scaly coat,
Spared the path of which the Gospels wrote
Cast and gobbled down His throat....

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THE WOMAN WHO WOULDN'T LISTEN TO HER HUSBAND

She would not think the way he did
How could one be so very bright 
Give all her passion to a cause
How could she have such skewered sight

He tried maneuver her with love
He tried to shout a bit and then
He thought he’d slap some sense in her
That’s when she left and said AMEN....

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Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character, I warrant.

All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction,

yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
I must print a full retraction,
they're not grisly, they're just fine....

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Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.

All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction

Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!...

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Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.

All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction

Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!...

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Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.

All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction

Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!...

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Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.

All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction

Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!...

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Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.

All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction

Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!...

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Big McPherson chased a dragon in a distant country fair
   He chased and chased for thirty days and reached the dragon's golden lair
                        Dragon’s wife spitfire Triga gave Big a big hug 
                      Skewered him for barbecue with a seagreen slug
                 Silly McPherson in bad incursion lost his life's fair share...

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Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.

All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction

Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!...

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Worms are grisly, 
quite abhorrent, 
slimy, and a world apart from 
style and character I'll warrant. 

All they do is wriggle, 
wiggle to distraction, 
captured by the early bird 
they're skewered to inaction, 

yet they aerate the soil, 
help in nature's grand design, 
I'd better print a full retraction, 
they're not grisly, they're just fine!...

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I am a big bird
I travel the sky
Be the bird that flies
I’ve winged o’er the Earth

I’m now just a bird,
But I’m caged a cage
My heart ‘tis skewered 
Wherein Life once graced 

I still am a bird,
Whose chest still pulsates 
In dark the fool prates
To the bird once was

Be gone, oh my love!
O dream flight has gone
Man have I become,
Who fathom the Earth...

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There is a comic known as Don Rickles

   Whose withering wit our ribs he tickles

      Some people take great offense

         When skewered at their expense

            Leaving them as dour as sour dill pickles

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Placed No. 3 in PD's "Pickles & Tickles Limerick Craze" Contest - November 2010...

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I strive to smelt my feelings in a crucible of art,
I plunge them into tears until the hissing starts;
And after they are cooling, then I hammer them with zeal:
A rapier forged of supple, double-edged poetic steel.

I lunge it at my enemies imagined…usually,
Or raise it in salute to valiant friends, so loyally,
Or turn the weapon on myself, then finally 
To stab my pretenses, skewered with “Why me?”...

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They insist on it, what is natural can be supernatural. Vice admiral eat from my 
garden for I am quite admirable for your beneficient militia that is multi-national against the hexagonal eldritch terrorists if not have had an assist we would be wet behind the ears. Protect us from the unorthodox fears that have us bleeding wine from our ribs cut and skewered by spears. There wailing bewildered angry screams making us bleed tears....

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What if  
the penny has dropped
but I neither saw nor heard it 
so for me
to all intents and purposes
the penny has not yet dropped
and never will
not knowing this
I wait in vain
and wonder why
the fates
the gods
serendipity
are ignoring me
did I do something wrong
am I not worthy
so I take on board
this skewered reality
this misconception
and live my life accordingly
waiting
forever waiting
for that which has already occurred....

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A tale of two have gone through blue.
They sit and they cry trying to see why they failed in time.
A shortest of tales of frail and betrayal.
For these are of shame and fame, to be a second try.
Untamed feelings rip the air as the building of relationships are skewered,
By those of hatred and sorrow.
They see others in there happiness and ruin to please their heart broken souls.
This of course is wrong, to feel love for the damned and the heart broken....

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The sky reflects the broken bodies laid out. 
      Blood soaked field and severed heads skewered on pikes. 
         Racing forth towards fallen comrades with a shout. 

   The sky reflects the broken bodies laid out. 
      Impaled into the chest, blood flowed there is no doubt. 
         Haunted Night terrors, squeezing heart-rending pain strikes. 

   The sky reflects the broken bodies laid out.
      Blood soaked field and severed heads skewered on pikes.


10/25/202...

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