Short Strode Poems

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Premium Member Brain Worm

The new Secretary of the HHS?
How did we ever get into this mess?
'Twas when into RFK Jr's brain it strode,
an enterprising nematode.
Form: Epigram


Premium Member Dark Mistake

He dressed as a jack-o-lantern
costumed in uncommon pattern
	strode through the park
	though it was dark
and was mistaken for slattern
Form: Limerick

Milk Carton

Honors to the missing bestowed
Soured milk carton full of toad
Milk from the carton did unload
Through white puddles a black cat strode
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Clerihew Strode

William Strode loved to recite aloud
a public orator so proud
Chaplain to the Bishop of Oxford
perhaps he read his poetics to his 'Lord'
Form: Clerihew

Rode On a Scenic Road

Remember when we strode on a scenic road,
While we had been bearing very heavy load;
Out would gaze,
For long ways;
On our sad and weary bodies surely showed.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Blip Carter

In the good old days,
Backyard loos were the way,
The old blip carter appears,
From a dim and distant year,
Had the blip can on his back,
Strode off down nostalgia's track!

Arty Stuff No 7

Arty stuff No 7

Raphael's old mate, namely Titian,
Was thinking of taking up fishin',
He was reading a book
About slinging your hook,
Then strode off with his rod on a mission!!
© Tim Riding  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member There Once Was a Nun

There once was a Nun and a Druid

Exchanging some bodily fluid,

          When along strode the Father

          Who heard all the bother,

Lost stickum while coming unglu..ed.
Form: Limerick

Without Love I

With ecstasy I climbed 
With sorrow I roamed 
With perseverance I forged 
With loneliness I strode 
With fear I was conquered 
With courage I rose 
With care I walked 
Without love I refuse to go
Form: Quatrain

A Skunk Strode By

A skunk strode by my window last night
Spreading his rancid aromatic delight

His must be a lonely life
Couldn’t have too many friends you’d think

You really have to face it folks
For the guy really does stink
Form: Rhyme

Achoooooo

The doctor strode in, his stethoscope was swinging. There was sneezing so loud, it left his ears ringing. He went back through the door He couldn’t do anymore As for the sneezing, he tried to pretend it was singing
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Limerick: Once a Great Leader With Empty Pockets

Limerick: Once a Great Leader with empty pockets

Once Great Leader with empty pockets
Strode our World distributing nuggets
Nuggets Made in China
Slick smooth like Godiva
Now makes Godiva China rockets.

© T. Wignesan – Partis,  2013
© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member tulips greet their queen

Queen of tulips strode in to look over her fields one day
the verdent green background was prominently on display
an army of yellow tulips was nodding happily her way
orange tall flowers graciously greeted her, our Queen named McKay.
Form: Monorhyme

No wizard just a blizzard

   A lion, a tin man, and a scarecrow.
   Followed Dorothy, beyond the rainbow.
   Singing and dancing, they strode,
   Along the yellow brick road.
   Where an old witch, plunged them knee deep in snow.

   1l / 23 / 2024.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The Masquerade

An eerie feeling grips, goose 
 pimples
A sign of the fear present in 
 people
The dread of the green leaved 
 masquerade
On the  grounds our ancestors
 strode
It's a place where mortals and spirits
 couple.
 (Written on the 25th June, 2015)
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Proclaiming His Fame

   A fellow strode right up to me
      tightened his belt and set his jaw 
         proclaimed his fame gesticulatedly

   Taken aback, I mentioned that fame is fleeting
      while those who toil in obscurity
         ~ do so until eternity
Form: Rhyme

This City's

Clearest, sunniest
Of springly fresh views
For what enhances its glamour
Pales, a mist, before.

As thickly, we, this eve
Wrapped in disappear
And step by step, make more lost
As Love's eyed hold can
Lamped and bridged Parisian
That strode! More and more!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member It's My Duty To Tell You

The Doc strode in, looking quite grim
   'The results of your physical just came in
It's my duty to tell you this straight to your face.'

Suppressing a sigh, he opened a briefcase
   'Sir,' he smiled. 'All the test results show
      ~ Your heart's in the right place!'
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Gilded Carriage

The adulterer and adulteress rode In a gilded carriage, while horses strode Many looked on with pride Others hated the ride Most of the world yawned in blasé mode
I had some thoughts when they said he was the leader of the Church Of England.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Upon the Death of My Brother

At the end of this past night's dream, I came around the corner and saw into the kitchen, where Wilum was doing the dishes. I stood a moment paralyzed, realizing he was a ghost, as he turned and smiled at me. I said, "Oh. You came." I strode forth and hugged him tightly, and woke weeping.

Within Her Eyes

She was fair, 
with blonde hair 
I saw myself 
within her eyes,
she bought fortune in my life
and she was a boon to my wife,
she strode along the beach
her fingers clasped with mine,
I saw innocence
within her eyes,
she grew up to be the woman
whom I saw within her eyes.

18/10/2016
Form: Rhyme

Summer Song

I wandered by an autumn stream
  looking for what’s past

I slept inside a winter dream
  searching for what lasts

I strode the paths of springtime crossed
  listening for a song

Whose words, that now to me are lost
  —in summer called so strong

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2013)
Form: Rhyme

So much change

Where Saffron grew
is a Nursing home now
the demolished past
haunts us again

Where lovers once strode the fields
is a motorway now
Past love, knew no bounds
With faith in each other
and infinitive love
we walk the freckled way
The Ghosts speak softly
They have been recalled today

Ghost Town

Watching the descent
without god
in an intelligent design.

Come have a look at
our adversary.
The template offers an open hand.

The culture of hunger
in this urbane obscenity
sitting on the payment making a motif.

The giant strode into
the hut to blame the poor
who would not eat his words.



Satish Verma
art
Form: ABC

Premium Member A Dime in His Pocket

   A dime in his pocket
     hope in his heart
   Just his clothes on his back
     but he’d make a new start

   Constricted at home
     he took to the road
   Foraged for food
     yet upright he strode

   Three days and two nights
     of this, all it took
   For him to come home ~
     let mom and dad off the hook
Form: Rhyme

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