Short Stole Poems
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Which Grinch Stole Christmas
You may gain inches
Feel big waist when it pinches
Which Grinch stole Christmas.
Jim Horn
Morning sun slipped through
My window,
Like a silent thief,
Robbing me of my slumber,
While decorating my room
In golden sun light.
Cynthia
Puck stole my thunder
he kissed my wife Anabel
ere I killed a cat
we are there in the shade,
with your head on my chest,
and my arm across your stomach,
the birds cherping,
and the wind blowing,
this is when you stole my heart away.
I passed the scene
And I stole your dream
I knew the truth
But I let you scream
You could yell at me
But you let me be
This couldn't have been
If i had missed that kiss.
On A Role That Someone Stole
I always did have a great goal,
Which was to find a fitting role;
Tossed out salad;
Had been invalid;
Trump dug himself another hole.
Jim Horn
sexy steamer stole matt,killagraph,cut in half,wish its that,feelin bad,bout what i
did,in the craft,of my work,boys should hurt,screamin heard,there was a word,too
absurd,to learn.
She Stole My Thunder!
My wretched Amanuensis
Has turned my nemesis.
By her scribbling kit
Cribbed my entire writ!
What a wretched cheat
She has stolen all my heat!
07th Oct’ 2013
Alcohol whispered lust to me firsthand,
I mistook my wife for a one night stand,
Drunkeness brought me the blame
Beer! Why put me into shame?
Booze then made me cry dry, tears of my gland.
8th October, 2024.
Now I know how he got his name....
He can put an electric dryer to shame!
Dryers eats socks,
Socrates does pilfer....
I wonder what happens,
If I send him a bill 'fer
All my missing socks....
Would he sock me one?
we walk alone on the path,
we can hear the river rush past us,
we walk slowly,
we look up,
i look into your eyes,
they say i love you,
but your lips say kiss me,
i lean in,
this is a moment when u stole my heart away again.
Mordechai Fafoofnik was my (nick)name
Causing my mommy trouble was my game
I lied and I stole
Just playing the role
Of one whose name left him deeply ashamed
Have you any pride
Why must you use AI
Poets submitting honestly
Are the ones deserving to compete
I look at the AI detector results
And shake my head at insult
If your goal was to get published
Don’t use AI it is detected rubbish!!!!
My beating heart beats faster
How you take my breath away
You've transformed my disaster
Changing my life in many ways
Bringing a smile to my red lips
And laughter again to my soul
Making my sadness begin to slip
My heart you seem to have stole
Theft of my heart
when first we met.
Your amber eyes
I can't forget.
Your smoky fur,
so silky soft,
so sensual,
not felt so oft.
Your quiet purr
announced your need.
I knew at once
that you I'd heed.
You kissed my hand
and then I knew
that to my home
I'd carry you.
Someone stole our best hound, he told me.
He is eight, and angry about it in a curious way.
Maybe he ran away, I suggested. Maybe no one stole him.
They did too! He argues.
How do you know?
He came home dragging the dog house they chained him to.
He might be on to something after all.
Can you imagine that??
What kind of rat...??
Would steal my tonic....
Maybe they're bionic....
Cause no sane one I know,
Would want to take,
As disgusting a thing,
Unless they felt they were a king,
And needed to so torture,
Some rebellious subject,
And this was their best scorcher...
Sullivan stole my dime
He was taxed with the crime
In my backyard
My Sully feared
He might pay with the rhyme
Sullivan=my pet ghost
Jesus stole him from me;
A cleft of my heart went
With my beloved to grand company.
Shock distracted the void -
Grief befriended melancholy
And I tagged along, I admit.
Anger pulled - whispered of mortality -
I regroup my senses
But still, it finds me.
Thank God, forgiveness was created
For also this exigency.
With the feeling of horsepower under me,
brakes do not apply;
if you want to go the speed limit,
stay off the road, I won't be hindered.
Put the soft-top down,
I want to feel the evening wind
blowing unfettered through my hair
and see the moon cruising with me.
Image: Wikipedia, 1989 Cadillac Allante
the spider was a tricky one
he thought granny’s yarn looked like fun
stole some balls in the middle of the night
thought he would wind them nice and tight
He got caught up in his own petard
was an unhappy sight in the barnyard
you didn’t understand yarn at all right? Asked the cow
He did not then, but he sure does now.
Pirates came and stole me away
They thought I was valuable, real gold.
I liked their ship, the swing and sway.
Fooling pirates never gets boring or old.
Captain came and gave a loud angry bray.
You morons, this is pyrite, fools’ gold!
They dumped me overboard that very day
I became a happy locket for a pretty mermaid bold.
right from the start ~ you stole my heart
you threw a dart ~ tore it apart
I now know why ~ you made me cry
there will come the day ~ when I say
I won't stay ~ leaving you today
you didn't try ~ guess it was a lie
you had your fun ~ now, we are done
feelings, I have none ~ you weren't the one
glad you came by ~ time for goodbye
just to push every way
make it through every day
i cannot say
what i feel today
i will be be judged
my memories smudged
along my side, he wont be budged
who could've forseen
i was not yet even a teen
sir, this is obscene
now black is my soul
trapped in this hellhole
but i have lost control
and my heart is all he stole
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her stole, soft shadow draped
across thin shoulders—cold pearls gleam
against the dark, deep nap.
fragile paws clutch empty air,
stitched eyes forever watch the room
where laughter fades to dust.
mothballs cling to velvet night,
a scent of closets, lost perfume—
she wears December’s skin.