Short Tempt Fate Poems
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In India, Trump had a scare
The Coronavirus was there!
Not one to tempt fate
Trump cancelled a date
He had to look after his hair!
If to have given
a fragment of me to you
a piece for us both
to build a life’s foundation,
then who indeed to tempt fate.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
Some people seek fate in the stars
Whilst others tempt fate behind bars
So there is a place
For those lacking grace:
The White House Latrine for Failed Czars
A ship requires a captain, and a rudder
uncharted seas - courage, and a shudder
Picking up speed, egos unchecked
tempt fate, shipwreck
We spew hat.
We stay out late.
We tempt fate.
We shed innocent blood.
We are called studs.
We lie in wait.
We are always safe.
We take the broad path.
We ignore the narrow gate.
We grow old.
We lose our souls.
A Texas teacher defends U.S. law
Igniting social media's buzz-saw
Some claims she's racist and mean
Others toward patriotism lean
One thing for sure
I can state
You open your mouth
~ You tempt fate
I glanced at her nails
saw fins and scales
Reached for her hair
Hmm. Nothing there
Took her right hand
felt just like sand
Looked at her face
Is she from outer space
Next time I'll not tempt fate
and agree to a blind date
After the debate, Joe didn’t feel great
He realized he’d better not tempt fate
I quit the race, he said
Then he scratched his old head
Jill will replace me, she hardly can wait
June 27, 2024
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Writing I most appreciate
When poetry I can create
Be it a sonnet impromptu
I need every word to ring true
I sometimes open the floodgate
When I only meant to tempt fate
It's often whimsy I pursue
Dreams of Corfu and Kathmandu
Taking my pen I bid adieu
I need to write an ode to you
AP: 3rd place 2021
Sometimes just a trim; others, a drastic clip;
around-the-world trip with one mighty snip.
Children and scissors together, tempt fate;
by the time you check, it's already too late.
Like closing hen-house doors after the chicks are out;
no need to whimper, get angry or shout.
She's taken the scissors, achieved a slam dunk;
whacked her dog-ears off, leaving two stubby chunks.
I’m feeling a little bit queasy.
I’m sure it was something I ate.
So I think it be best
If my stomach can rest;
Any intake will likely tempt fate.
My mom was a fervent believer,
When I felt this way, that some hot tea
With grape jelly on toast
Would be better than most
Other foods to bring health back to me.
It worked back when I was a child
But at present it doesn’t appeal.
Yet some chips and a beer
Somehow seem to appear
Like the best anti-queasiness meal.