Short Threes Poems

two birds on a line
 singing sweetly in the sun 
out of tune with three...

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feigenbaum is threes
to reality cycles
birth life death is three

stan sand...

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Our picnic and cheese
Suspended high in the trees
Raccoons come in threes


By Robb A. Kopp...

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Handed a deck of
Twos and
Threes,

Yet expected to have
Kings and
Queens.

You have anything less
Than a jack?

Prepare to be a reject....

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Peanut butter, jelly, bread
Tony, Tiger, also Ted
Huey, Dewy, Louie
Triples you recognize

Gold, frankincense, myrrh
His, him, her
Bubbles, Blossom, Buttercup
All my threes are now used up...

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Negatives happen in threes they say
Two deaths have occurred in the last two days 
Waiting for number three
Just between you and me
But that old superstition doesn't apply no way...

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Early in the morning just beyond daybreak, the cooing of doves
Coo, coo, coo always in threes, conveying to its mate of his love
Soon sun will be higher, proof of love will begin with the feedings...

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It’s the images
we can’t ignore

when they come
they come in threes

one
on top of the other

all gears
flashes
and springs

the mind shutters
clicks shutters clicks
and shutters some more

© Whit Howland 2019...

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A senryu for A Shero, heroes, and for POETRY's sake ---

I
sudden gusts of Fall -
green heroes fall in twos, threes
yes, trees, and you, me

II
Notice the saplings sway
With the winds ways, unbroken
Resist and old limbs fall...

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Big and bold, bombarded with color,
there is an explosion like no other,
bright and frisky,
dull and deluded,
grey and murky not included.

Reds and pinks,
purples and blues,
go great in blocks of twos or threes,
I must fall to my knees,
to try escape the smoke and breeze....

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Rip-rap for the sides of highways
Surge is for the smaller byways
Twos and threes, a nice good base
Twenty-fours, a French drain, place
Fifty-sevens to dress a road,
Sixty-sevens, for better flow.
Crusher run is best on top
And that is where my knowledge stops…
...

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Whiteness on leaves
blood in threes
warriors and companions lie in the dirt

i heard a story
about men and glory
but no words could ever bring them back

i hear their song
for their deeds i long
but armor rusts over the years

no mantles to praise
no spirits to raise
the age of heroism has ended...

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My life a poem, forego the count,
that comes in threes and fours

The space between to catch new breath,
that time may now allure

These moments gifted more than once,
constant in their prayer

Whose vow will cast the river wide
—new words to baptize there

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)...

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My life a poem, forego the count,
  that comes in threes and fours

The space between to catch new breath,
  that time may now allure

These moments gifted more than once,
  now constant in their prayer

Whose vow will cast the river wide,
 —new words to baptize there

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)...

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Listen to poem:

Critical Creations
David J Walker

All of these eyes
These words
Surfacing for attention

Arriving in Wrhymes of 
twos and threes 
Arriving with bad baggage in
		Sixes and sevens 
but no intentions

The no knowing of certain
And uncertain 
Definitions

It’s the same for 
	Every beginning of
Critical creations...

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The terrible ones
They r not fun
The terrible ones
R not a pun

The terrible ones
They scream, it's shrill
The terrible ones
This is "for real."

The terrible ones
They r not done
The terrible ones
Have just begun.

Before u know
They soon will b
The terrible twos
And terrible threes

© From A Poet's ??
9/5/15...

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Lovely girl
Gave a twirl

Oh her smile
Was beguiled

Cupids bow
let one go   

Well aimed dart
Pierces heart

Love arrives
Sweet surprise

Held her hand
Wedding planned

Me, I do
Her, me too

Kissed my bride,
Mother cried.








Entry for
Threes, Please Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Beth Evans.
11/9/2020...

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Walk the beach
Gulls beseech

Westward breeze
Warm to please

Waves roll in
Mermaids grin

Romance one
Setting sun

Colors glow
Quite a show

Stars alight
Special sight

Sweet faced moons
Venus swoons

Candle glow
Hours go

Time for bed
Sleepy head



9-13-2020
Threes, Please Poetry Contest...

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Life's a race 
That we face 
Every day 
On our way 
Sing a song 
Run along 
Pray and praise 
For God's grace
In our life
Keep from strife 
He will guide 
On our side 
So let's run 
Have some fun 
Maybe win
Mid the din
Get the prize 
Touch the skies



09.10.2020



For Beth Evans' "Threes, please" contest...

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Love is my nest.
It holds me
where all the world I see.
It saves me
from the ground
which my soul will never meet.

Up in a forest tree
hunters scattering in threes
they'll never catch me
I have love.
I am perfectly happy.

relaxed I am
I do not stress
for there isn't life
without my nest.

who cares what's below?
I am above.
love is my nest
My nest is my love....

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You can count on me
within a small frame. 
As colors have a name,
you can count on me. 

You can count on me 
with a childlike ease.
By twos or by threes,
You can count on me.

You can count on me.
Take ahold of my beads. 
For your counting needs, 
you can count on me.

You can count on me 
by fives or by tens. 
You can count on your friends. 
You can count on me....

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Listen to poem:

The dilemma of threes
applies whether it be,
the way gravity pulls them
in space,
Or how the space
is divvied up or the rent divided up
between the three sharing a flat,
Or even when cutting a cake
to fairly divide into 
three pieces by eye
or to give one more or less icing.
Sharing the pie
and sharing the sky
are equally problematic dilemmas 
for three of a kind in a bind....

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Will he ever stop his whining,
Will he wear his battery out
An ongoing headache circle
Nice would be his voice going out
He has the will of a 1000 bulldogs
Grouchy from short of  sleep
Forever finding something new
To start to pester me
It seems his mission is successful
Changing but the same
The battlegrounds are busy,
Here’s hoping life gets easier-
When he is no longer three...

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"To everything there is a season." Ecclesiastes, Pete Seeger

Through green leaves and golden tresses, blew
Summer breezes when we were two.

Then Autumn, by ones, by twos, by threes
Swirled amber leaves off of the trees.

A white Winter storm, I was bereft,
And only leafless branches left.

A Spring zephyr on a sunny day
Told me, "Everything's OK"....

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I just bought a record player but it won't play my seventy-eights.
It only plays thirty-threes and forty fives and that's something I hate.
I have over a hundred seventy-eights with some terrific singers.
But to be able to play them, I have to spin the wheel really fast with my finger.
My hand is getting tired and this sure does aggravate.
I want a record player that will play my damn seventy-eights....

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