Short Target Poems
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Congresswoman Ilhan Omer
Overflowing with gratitude
Our 'racist, oppressive republic'
Easy target for her attitude
tranquil vibrance seeks no target
and is as such agendaless
yet each pulse is animated
by rapturous bliss mists that bless
She is the not the target
She has never been.
She is the arrow
Finding direction to the target
Which is my piercing heart.
Love is fever without known medicine on earth.
It catches anyone on target,
then the two suffer together
until after bed rest.
Betrayal suggested to be it,
Is for real the poignant due hit.
It is somehow on poignant target;
Definitely grounding banquet.
G-ood
I-ntentions
N-urture
A-ll,
L-etting
O-bjectives
R-ighteously
E-mploy
N-obility
Z-one's
O-penness
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plunging stealth bomber
kingfisher stabs trout with beak~
zeroed in target
Date written: 06/10/2022
'flit or grit
never will i quit
find thee a space to fit
hopeful target i wish to hit
If determination happens to fall from it wit'
That stage in life
When you let yourself
Become an easy target
For everyone to beat on
Causing sadness,
Uneasiness,
About yourself
Hide and seek, they constantly play
life and death; involved in the game
the target is caught; the fame ends.
A word can be a sharp-tipped arrow
Its marksmen uses for good or evil
Gentlemen target angels' songs
Scoundrels aim for the devil's
Son of Eros, where are you?
I feel I've been overlooked
Arrows speeding all around
Never one for me
Written for the Cupid contest
I will whip out my hot gun,
You hold the barrel, have fun;
Stroke with your finger,
Then pull the trigger
And hit the target anon!
06/27/14
Receiving a pie in the crown,
It just might occasion a frown.
But bear well in mind,
One always will find,
The target is never the clown.
Any schoolgirl in Afghanistan
Makes a target for the Taliban
God gave Eve a brain
But failed to explain
That a brain will backfire in a man!
Trigger squeezed, rifling holds
Snipers shot, truly hits home
Target down, slip away
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php
I may look crazy,
but this is just a disguise...
I shop at Target!
For "Going Halloween Haiku Crazy" contest sponsored by Poet Destroyer ~ A.
Tested,
hunted,
singled,
chased,
cornered,
lashed,
to fatality,
he wanted to be away,
but they got their way,
and pulled out life's last ray.
There once was a man who loved guns
With women he hit no home runs
He'd whip out his round
And shoot it outbound
While wishing to target their buns
You and Police and execution Plan
Aren't you belong to the same Clan
Target killing and fake encounters
Ransom and extortion money
This is not funny..
A target set by a politician
may stand for an inflated ambition,
for when it's not met
he'll be most upset
for it gives to his foes ammunition.
the target board was full with your missed
road was not important
answer was a question sometimes
birds were take off together
the fishes didn't know
Blips repeat on man's optic nerve
Reflections of each shapely curve
The impulse to meet
Slows the beat of his feet
And to greet the target he'll swerve
Seething rage
blistering haze
target missed.
The spears of hope
Lie light in hand;
The target night
Spreads o'er the land.
I lift, I raise,
I cast me forth----
Star on star
Shines south and north.