Short Spar Poems
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Playing Bridge
Gov. Chris Christie
Whose promises are twisty.
Played with A Bridge Too Far
With a Democrat he did spar.
A musician resting in a spar,
Was playing his electric guitar,
An almighty spark
Plunged his home into dark,
He was left with a musical scar.
I have yet to win a verbal spar
Or change a hard-headed opinion
A waste of energy to try, I think,
They are someone's solid minion.
written September 6, 2021
So fishy to wish upon the forcery star-
a daze un-far,
to be so alarmed...
Falling car,
no weed-
but then we spar,
to the denial part,
to the serendipity,
to the dark.
Wise Men Had Been Following
Wise Men had been following a bright star;
Distance they had been traveling was far
And in the night,
Should turn right;
With their camels they did start to spar.
Jim Horn
Blind date
Dork mate
She grand
He bland
Parked car
They spar
Tried kiss
Near miss
Romance
No chance
Entry for Jan Allison's "Five Fabulous Funny Footles" Contest (7 June 2015)
Tied for First Place Win
Not even a whisper to help understand
Son, husband, brother, uncle, work mate and friend
Taken unseen, from this world by his own hand
No spar or ring ending the fisherman’s bend
Just a rigid, slightly jagged, frayed tag end
Soft Sound of Silence.
Think that was a popular song.
Some want to save all of the suspense,
When you try to find sound of silence;
With a guitar,
Started to spar;
Was picking away at finding a few hints.
Jim Horn
4996
Adrift, adrift (my usual trip)
In icy, unmapped sea,
A splintered spar my only ship—
I clutch it willfully.
Afloat, afloat, each nerve alive,
I brave what is to be,
Instead of cowering, to but survive
On land, secure, not free.
In flight, fireflies enchant
As bright colors they grant
The moon, in hues of gold
In tune with tides to hold
A star will wink in time
And spar in skies sublime
A glance at skies above,
A dance to twinkle love
6-6-2020
My goodness
what a mess
to assess
A world at war
Attack and spar
Scar after scar
It's gone too far
There's lives to defend
Fighting to suspend
It should be condemned
So, peace can ascend
And wounds start to mend
Boy meets girl today
well, sort of --
They meet online
save a few dimes
Way back in the day
boy met girl by letter
Some chose to spar
others fell in love from afar
Though times sure have changed
Dating, just higher-tech rearranged
blank blink a neon inert gas
why bother if idle I can fart
the light of las vegas and a divorce not need reno
as never married I am merry
you guys never saw it coming
as so comely she always said no
to the ring of spar the arena of fun
chaos a kaos of bleed a nose I won
Act of abuse, frequent event
Someone tailgates our car
No need to rage needlessly vent
Or to foolishly spar
As we shrug and move on
Smile benignly and yawn
We see through ego con
Blow not our fuse
Act of abuse
20-November-2021
Quietus
Love-power-wisdom, leaves no chasm
Ending limitation
Illumined is mind-body prism
Each breath jubilation
Ceasing to strive and spar
We become who we are
Luminous divine star
Joy in God’s kingdom
Love-power-wisdom
10-November-2021
Quietus
Veil of forgetting, earth life test
We know not who we are
Scent of love takes us to the crest
We cease to strive and spar
Celebrate aliveness
One with the That oneness
In vibrant blissfulness
Indeed upsetting
Veil of forgetting
18-April-2022
Quietus
An unclenched fist and open heart
The way we live our life
Knowing all souls one, none apart
We’re free from narrow strife
Content the way things are
Although we do not spar
We’ve slowly come afar
No to do list
An unclenched fist
16-January-2022
Quietus
When thoughts cease, ends our heart’s unease
We exit the rat race
Flowing gently, as does the breeze
Life’s no puzzle to lace
Ceasing to strive and spar
As we be, so we are
Love is our avatar
Feel joy sneeze
When thoughts cease
10-February-2022
Quietus
I fight this struggle every day.
I struggle to respire.
Like drawing air through a straw.
I'm always craving more.
I just never get quite enough.
I sit motionless, for conservation.
Afraid to expend my much needed energy,
energy needed to live.
My wheezing is strained.
Daily, I spar with my disease.
One day, I'm afraid
It may win.
To all who paint or sculpt or write,
To all who cook or knit –
Resist the urge, when criticized,
To simply up and quit.
To those who dance or sing or act,
To those who spar or race –
Remember what you do is yours
To discard or embrace.
Ignore the critics who say nay
And disregard their gloom,
For only you can nurture
What’s within and make it bloom.
back to normal holds a hopeful ring —
presently, the ding spurs us into a boxing spar
our refuge - our home
becomes a multipurpose cage
school, workplace, nursing station, cafeteria
ailments scold, yes
we're principals, doctors too.
presently, the ding spurs us into a boxing spar
back to normal holds a hopeful ring
3/31/2020
Lotion cream balm an ointments
reminds us of who we really are
accessories fitment's an garments
never need lavish nor spar
classic cupboards organized
maintain visual distain
to relax an feel stabilized
everything is perfectly attain
or maybe not quite a start
funny how time seems to fly
then wonder how far
th' reason of existence apply
like driving all night
without an aim
One step at a time, we have come afar,
resolutely flowing on in prayer,
no attachments remain with which we spar,
graced by beauteous hues of bliss flavours,
vaporised self our devout soothsayer.
Childlike wonderment, beholding surprise;
moment to moment, magnetism does rise,
revealing and concealing the divine,
directly imbibed wisdom, makes us wise,
as head and heart, with throb of love align.
25-February-2021
I Slept with a Female Mosquito – part V
Anopheles! I, take my sanity, gaze at her.
Evil alter ego and Calvary spar; right in my heart
Crash her, splash her
Red birthright on the white.
Yes. A dense dark mark of her red. No – my blood
Yes, my blood and I’ll be glad.
Walk tall and yell Eureka. Spilt from the bucket!
Killed a quito dead. She dared touch me at night.
The demented pest! Decimated.
Appraised; The PS did it!
Pain distilled in each brittle bar
Past deeds instill a vicarious scar
Sins of the past my corroding soul mar
Time and space bottled in a tiny jar
Flagging spirit falters; tired body must continually spar
Existing in bipolar realm with norms set by the thief, liar, mugger
Puffing away the endless moments, satiated by nicotine and tar
Availing light fleeting into distant world now so far
Barren heart eclipsed; a fading, falling star