Short Tacks Poems

What's a man to do,
in a world of brass tacks...
and only one shoe?!

date: 2/16/23...

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Tell me that you think I'm Special,
While I'm hog-tied to the trestles
As I await the train to crush my pain-
Too many Demons have I wrestled!...

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On Boondoggle street
thrives a magic store
anyone who enters disappears
except the old dear
who minds the counter
who never enters or leaves
whose eyes are sharp as twin tacks....

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A glass of wine helps me to relax.

   My inhibitions become quite lax

     But after three or four

        You'll find me on the floor,

  So out of it I could sleep on tacks....

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Words in mascara of faces in faiths
Not what I telling you
But the tones of words in tacks of minds
As absorbed is this
that the hate of eyes
Within hidden in hearts
Applied in masks
This haunting
And howls...

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Square feet are the hit of the day.
     Everyone measures the very same way.
     Each square inch tacks itself on,
     To a square to which only feet belong.
      How many inches in a square foot?
     As many squares as you would care to put!...

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A pilgrimage should not take a direct path,
a traveler should wander seeking to be even lost
following new tacks
to unexpected destinations.

if you know where you are going
the sacredness of your journey
will be at best just a ritual....

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A pilgrimage should not take a direct path,
a traveler should wander seeking to be even lost
following new tacks
to unexpected destinations.

if you know where you are going
the sacredness of your journey
will be at best just a ritual....

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A pilgrimage should not take a direct path,
a traveler should wander seeking to be even lost
following new tacks
to unexpected destinations.

if you know where you are going
the sacredness of your journey
will be at best just a ritual....

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C A T

This intensive cat
   — with night-gray fur —
Steps out wary
   — as if the grass
     had turned to tacks…
Alert to find
   — that!
The strange noise 
   — startled!
Breaking a nap!

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Art & Poem:
(c) sally young eslinger 3/26/22
Thanks be to God...

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Tick, tack!
Tick, tack!
Tick, tack!
The chant of a faithful wall clock
Yesterday, is gone
Today, has been born 
What do you, with your time?
It asks, with each stealth chime
As it ticks and tacks, in due time

So young fellow, think twice
But, think at once
For it will tick and tack, alway
Even if you take it's cells, away...

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I remember you softly
That gentle ache
that reverberated through the bone
brought the tears to home
unshared and alone
now gone
Replaced by the numb
Jagging tacks in the flesh of the thumb
Reflex don't condone
Pity has been sewn
nothing grown
Bend you light around
Shadows just pass by
in the land of numb
nothing left to die...

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As an idea it keeps spotting cracks,
Many beginning to lose their tracks,
Owner of the idea more brain racks
But the doomed wonder a lot still lacks...

Only his young wife the idea backs!
What more through an intact ego hacks?
Sam is sure of receipts of fresh knocks.
On his door a hostile view one tacks
"Samuel deserves sea water in bags
Ten of it or sound thought drags"....

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they run around the house
yet they do not utter a whisper...
they pit pat down the street with sweet grass on their mind
and never once complain of the hot concrete
they step on nails and tacks and thorns
yet never speak of the cuts and bruises
they come in all shapes
all sizes
and they all long for the soft sweet grass
that lay just around the bend
and the grass makes it all worth it...

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Gaff rigged she leaves the bay
White sailcloth upon the mast
Captures the breath of wind
As waves chase the tide

Towards the horizon
Gaff rigged she leaves the bay
Billowing with the breeze
She tacks a sailor’s dream

White horses break gently
Upon the fine wooden keel
Gaff rigged she leaves the bay
To find the distant lands.

An in the air there comes
The sound of mermaid song
Echoes of destiny
Gaff rigged she leaves the bay





Form: Empat, Empat...

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46)Gangsta' Rap- When a wanted felon knocks on your door.

47)Nostalgia- A towel specifically for one's nose.

48)Breakfast Schnook- An idiot who will eat carpet tacks when asked.

49)Scorpion- A bullseye when urinating on a schmuck.

50)Eye-Shot- A dummy so drunk he tries to take a measure of whisky through his 
eyeball.

51)Postulate- When the damn mailman finally shows up.

52)Short-Ton- A 4 foot, 3 inch woman who weighs in at 2125 pounds....

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sits in one corner
with glue, thumb-tacks and hammer
savior of lost soles

Mr. Smith  accepts any kind of old shoes
To fix, sew and make tight ones loose
Also makes loose ones tight
Swapping your left and right
At lowest cost, trims your nails and toes

Old shoe’s life lies over the heels of a cobbler, controller of some avid shoppers.

Jan 22, 2022 11.49am



Charlie Hai-Lim-Ku
Contest Judged:  3/11/2022 3:42:00 AM
Sponsored by: Charles Messina
Place 2...

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Adhesives come in many forms – 
There’s glue and tape and paste,
Including some that double-stick,
If you’ve no time to waste.

There also are some methods
Which will help things to adhere
In temporary fashion
So a page won’t disappear…

Such as paper clips and fasteners
And staples, tacks and pins,
Among the tools that many need
Before their work begins.

Still, unless you have an editor,
There is no easy trick
To remind a lazy writer
To his topic he should stick....

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I am but a slave among lives hidden features
Who cares what I crave midst these two-legged creatures
I crave superb polish and fine furniture wax
Extremely strong wood glue and upholstery tacks
To be moved more toward the shade and less in the sun
To have a tung oil bath, ah, now that would be fun
I crave to be gently rocked and read to again
Like when grandpa was alive and Jimmy was ten 
But most of all to stay in my room at the keep
And be warmed by the fire until I fall asleep...

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