Short Supped Poems

Drinking wine is a pleasure.      Supped at leisure....

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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!

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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.

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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....

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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...

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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.
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