Short Tales Poems
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meandering stream splashing on pebbles.. whispers tales of lost love
FIRST PLACE
the tempter hides in the reality of illusion
dancing to the music of clear confusion
pride and passion of devilish dellusion
Some people say Old Mother Goose
Never had her neck in a noose
She loved to play
Every day
No wonder she had a screw loose!
A Yogi was ranting in Parma
How Trump is interpreting Dharma
For goodness' sake
Give Trump a break
Nobody on earth wants Trump's karma!
My uncle the world traveler.
Wise and eccentric as he may be.
Always a story to tell.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Time for happy; time for sad
Time to not care; others mad!
TIme to work; time for play
Time for help; others give
In process soul will live!
Form:
meandering stream
splashes on pebbles, whispers ~
sad tales of lost love
A stench of gunpowder
threads that frayed yet never broke
A dove bows its head
There once was a mermaid named Lily
Who wanted a life that was frilly
She made a rash wish
To not be a fish
With those fishtail legs she looks silly
1.
Sundust in the air
Endorphins ooze in wet shirts
Birds gossip on lines
2.
As crepuscule creeps
Tale tellers gather 'round fires
A story is born
Scribbling is a splendid vacation,
Whilst the rewriting be 'back to work'.
We all much prefereth the former,
It be quite what they calleth the perk.
Listen to poem:
"Clapper Rail, Condor,
Loggerhead Shrike and a lost,
Whooping Crane, rarer..."
"Stop!" "Did you make the chess team?"
"No, because I am too short."
Willard was a wily wizened wonderful wizard
Who willingly wrote wildly wonderous tales,
Were Willard’s wild tales wistful?
Wish we knew, Wilbur wailed, wondering.
I
The stars hide time
Having sent their light years
Before red dwarfs
II
If I am the void between
stars, satellites, galaxies
I'm the canvas the Universe needs
The saddest words that I have heard spoken
were by a mushroom whose heart was broken.
Yet, there was that onion I chopped and fried.
Oh, how I remember the tears I cried.
There once was a man who lived in Sherwood,
Who all the folks called Robin Hood.
He stole from the greedy,
And gave to the needy,
But would steal from the poor if he could!
Form:
Marital discord begins with a fight
Because one's dear spouse can not see the light
When all said and done
A fight is not won
'Til Hubby says, "Dear! Of course you were right!!
Gazing at the ditch,
It's not a switch!
Sending rumps into the air,
They've spotted something over there!
Ready to pounce,
Tails twitching in the air.
My flipping,flopping, bounding dog,
Excitedly jumped over a fallen log,
He should have looked before he leapt
Landing in a creek with his misstep,
Now he's dog paddling past a frog.
Grateful for the old one’s tales,
Admiration and love in their lore.
Gleaned delicately in orange glow.
Natural extension of campfire magic.
Love crackling through hot popping embers.
The old Scotsman burred loud on the dock:
" Bring along more than tackle and block!
For if yah cast out yer net,
yah might live to regret
bringing ole Nessie up out of the Loch!"
Travesty travels through train
Telling tales to troubled toddlers
Tracking traits to take the tools
Tangled thoughts taken
The trash too takes the tunnel
Transforming talents to tears
She asked
him a question-
what do gentlemen relish?
the way to my heart is through my
stomach.
He asked
her a question-
what do ladies desire ?
the way to my heart lies via
my ear.
As children they loved listening to fairy tales
of adventures…large and small
then once upon a time they discovered
life …is a wonderful fairy tale
and…the greatest adventure of them all
Zealots
zealous zealots zigzag
running rampant, repeating
dubious data drawn
from fallacious forums
which write woeful
tales that try to teach
lurid laughable lies