Short Supped Poems
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Old Paddy supped ten pints of ale
Now drunk as a skunk, he turned pale
He slewed to the right
Got into a fight
Now Paddy’s residing in jail!
03~14~17
Fictional vista
Lulls us with fleeting solace,
And euphoria's blue waves.
But when the day dies,
We're supped by fire of facts,
And by its million facets.
Copyright: 02062014
Jesus Enjoyed
Jesus sinners always enjoyed saving them,
Even when times were turbulent or grim;
Cautious at times,
While writing rhymes;
He supped with friend who was a seraphim.
Jim Horn
Thankful, that an earthquake hadn't struck
on another nervous day of luck,
I sat, and from my coffee cup, I supped,
hoping a volcano wouldn't interrupt,
not knowing that in the heavens, sped
an asteroid pointed at my head.
Limerick : Once a Bengal Tigress supped on a Goat
Once a Bengal Tigress supped on a Goat
The horns – pardon – got stuck in her throat
A Dentist pulled one out
The other by a Scout
Now – sad to say – Both made her bloat.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Someone said
97%
Former addicts
Return to addiction
He never felt addiction's hand
Then supped with The Source of redemption
Instead
He sided with ''MORE''
More evil surpasses good
More hands toy with fire
More folks welcome slow death
Not so!
*
Puss cat had the zoomies
By the moon she sang.
The stars blazed like footlights
for a meow band set.
Mic held aloft in paws
she pranced atop a tree
and supped a bowl of whiskey
Her voice was tiddly woo.
Snowy owls played gentle games
with backing choirs of mice
who twanged the golden whiskers
of that punk, feline lead.
All age, gender, race, let's drink!
Time is potent as rest, think!
Sleep and breathe pure green
My sanctuary sports breezy scene
Wake up, fall in love with life.
Beneath canopy of green i supped
Woke up and fell in love with life
Second sleep is sweeter still
We rise with natural high, thrilled
Life is on from there,
Love flows in silent actions.
*
They trained their birds to stay incredibly still.
Like statues, reported my cousin Mrs. McGill.
The birds did not make a single sound as they supped.
The table was linen, and all prissily gussied up.
The birds were the best trained I had ever seen.
Their statuesque presence was totally pristine.
They silently stayed in position on that tea sipping day.
Pooping white goo on the shoulders of Mrs. McVey.
Childhood Days
I’d heap spoonfuls of sugar in my tea
I wouldn’t drink it without it you see
That sweet syrupy drink
Wasn’t poured down the sink
Every single drop was supped up by me!
Adulthood
Dad’s diabetes made me think -
Did I need to sweeten my drink
So I cut sugar out
And I don’t have a doubt
I’m slimmer and I’m in the pink
Contest: Two Lenses
Sponsor Sara Kendrick
02~20~16
What Was, Will Forever Be
Written: by Tom Wright
October 2015
In youth,
I envisioned not what life would be,
So with each day’s dawning, as sun came up;
I questioned, if ripening years I’d see,
As I daily supped from a bittersweet cup.
As years accrued, dreams became an illusion,
Causing me to question the life I’d chosen.
I’d given too little of myself in conclusion,
And now in the past it seems I’m frozen.
"Alright beaut?"
The landlady said
As she poured a fresh pint
Of Ale for our Fred
"Hangin" said Fred
As he supped at his beer
"I been working all week
Restoring that pier"
Nice little earner
For someone, you see
Brings all the punters
Down to the sea
Property prices
Will go through the roof
But will be much too high
For Gethin and Ruth
They'll be displaced
Just over the border
In cheap rundown flats
Where others marauder