Short Skied Poems

a squirrel on skis, whatever do you mean?
we run to the window
seeing it, and still not believing
I swear he gave us the bird as he skied past...

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There was a young man from Lancaster
Who tried to do everything faster
He skied off a cliff
Landed on his midriff
And now he’s cemented in plaster...

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Slipping, sliding,
Kicking, gliding -
Iffy my technique.
It's a snowy week.
Never skied before -
Got to do this more...!

written 21st January for Julia's Skiing contest...

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With this sweaty ooze
Worker's, in a heat
Thoughts, drop by drop now repeat
Yesterday's mantra:
"Home and rest, long for.
Cool blown, heavenly.
As what yon skied do see.
Puffy for clouds are....

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Trump Skiied Off Side of Slope

Trump has remained far away from hope;
Tried to see things and broke his scope;
To fact resigned;
He lost his mind;
We sure wish had skied off side of slope.

Jim Horn...

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To this windily increase
One, more chilling reacts:
"Sighs of men accumulated!
And articulated!

On Love's new track, setting out
With skied hopes dawning
Then let down of, all too soon;
Like sunset at noon....

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Yours, the pale-shelled cameo, dear
Moon-skied, Night-worn.
Hung from its pure starred necklace.
Pearls of the high-born!

Of you what's mythic featured
Afar, as dream-lit
Alike within clasping's reach.
Alike to claim it....

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All that we had encountered
Of God, Fear kowtowed to.
Yet this, for sinner's relief
This, piteous, soaked through
Are we, here and now, told is
That face,the very same
Behind all that skied displeasure;
A vengefulness to name!...

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storm clouds surround on every side,
    but straight overhead: sunny, blue-skied.
thunder echoing up on the hill;
    here in the trees, all is quite still.
rain chances rise, but then fade away.
    stuck in a loop, day after day…...

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My x-wife went on holiday
And unbeknown  to me,
She broke her ankle in a rankle
When she skied right up a tree.

Her first day back I said to her,
"Did you have a nice break?
She grabbed me by the scruff of my neck
And threw me in a lake....

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Hung o'er for falls' sounding rush
Fern frond on frond's, soft, slow;
Skied for rain, or shoulder-high
Downpoured, harem girl by.

Of all a cool, fresh liquid
Offering, last, sighed for
Blessed, he, who takes his fill.
If caught dreaming, found still!...

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Of nothingness
Summer fire bird
Wind with wings yarned 
Mountains and hills over skied 
With sky blue in the eyes 
Wellspring where Rainbow 
Sadness in Fortune turns 
Nest of dreams curves
Gardens of fantasies made 
And joy through ample flew 
set sails to the Universe....

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Henry,

Clear skied sunny day but everything is still grey
Grey as gloom, grey as the thought of placing roses on your grave
Grey as the rainfall that awaits us, grey as your father’s tears.
The sun won’t set and the moon won’t rise. There is nothing I am empty inside....

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Last year I built a snowman in the snow
 I skied in the snow and broke my big toe
                Snow is a lovely sight
                I enjoy snow at night
But I hate fake snow just ask my friend Bo







Inspired the one word limerick contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
1-5-19...

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Summer's parade
Is on its way.
Cirrus pennons
At the forefront
As high skied, and of their shape
Foreshow who celebrate
With kites that day.

Best procession!
Fun's; unrestrained!
Life, the benign
Which radiates
In sync with bouncy posture
And a ball-rolling gesture
Our part. - you're gained!...

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9/11/13
Freedom’s Sky



Phantom pain beneath the sting of time,
un-dulled, searing flash across the face
of humankind, horizon’s emptiness.

Shadows cast by ghosted steel
linger in the blue skied minds,
shrouded in the creeping dust.

Tears that will not fade,
hearts that cannot fill
a hole in freedom’s sky.


John G. Lawless
9/11/2013...

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A Cloudburst 

Only now too clear, _ it seems… 
Lifted on haunches of late morning mists
A long lost sun once pulled from blue skied dreams

Only now too clear, _ it seems… 
That never known before 
Past early morning’s darkened clouds had schemed

A callused heart; tracked by tears that had since run dry
Hadn’t waked me to say goodbye  
I never knew that sunless day, stowed away...

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open minded patchwork of dreams
one minded irritated hole screams
gliding feather won the thunder race of kings
whirling nostalgia the howling star links 
raining abstractive tons of anima, it stings
pick up the phone and heart sings 

drown struggle, breathe revolt, mass drinks
puke pride, taste flawless imperfection, too loving sane 
...skied harmony, swimming sun

upside down where nothing falls
picnic in unbound space...

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I’ve never climbed a mountain
Or gone up in a balloon
And if I never scuba dive,
Well, that will be too soon.

I’ve never rafted rapids,
Para-sailed or water-skied
And as for jumping off a cliff,
I just don’t see the need.

I’ve not trekked in the arctic
Or safaried with a guide
And if I said I wasn’t scared
Of all these things, I lied.

I marvel at adventurers;
They’re made of stronger stuff.
To read about or watch their exploits
Is, to me, enough.
...

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