Short Tied Poems
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So I wanted to say
Something nice
To brighten your day
But my tongue
Got tied from
Your beauty
And all I could say
was hello
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!
I know not what knot will not unknot,
I know not why that knot won’t loose.
So if you know what knot won’t unknot,
Show me how to tie my shoes.
unable to grasp
get ahold of things
often slipping thru
falling
a one time chance
quick, catch hold
losing grip
tumbles further
shatters below
Ink drips from my quill
An incomplete love letter
Red lips our love's seal
Thabang Jan Ngoma
14-07-15
Sponsor: SKAT A
Contest Name: Feathers The Haiku
Falling in the beauty of graceful silence,
wanting but the echo of lover's glory,
mourning for the death of the passing hours
under this darkness...
I shook my head as I walked away
Rebuking my demons, keeping them at bay
My mind wandered back to a time before
When such a slight would have been cause for war
My mind keeps spinning
Who knew you kept my feet on the ground,
Since you left I found out I can fly...
Now I can see what all I can do,
Since I ain't tied down to you.
Form:
I found someone a very nice gift
I thought that it would give her a lift,
but when I presented it
she slammed the door in a snit...
me naked with a bow wasn't too swift!
Tongue Tied with A Tiki
What I did was to take off my tiny tiki,
And what is left on body was my bikini,
Told by tone,
A party thrown
On an island where men are a Meany.
Jim Horn
Your hands
Etched into the rigid grooves
That line the ages of my face
Go cold
As my blood flows still.
Frozen in a watery grave.
It's funny
How two souls can pass on
Yet one still remain.
Farewell Friend
Tied up to the bed, Tom laid with a mound
On his chest of whip-cream with sprinkles round
A taste Marka thought superb
With all his dough steps off curb.
A car came by, swooped her out to the ground.
6/3/2022
If I could I would reach up
and give you the moon
Tied with a string
like a yellow balloon
So when you slept
beneath it's golden beams
You'd see the light
of my love in your dreams
Invisible thread tied to limbs
Can't be seen,
But can be felt
The wind of hope, flies through
Tries to break me free
Tries to touch me,
To free my hands
But it doesn't touch me
It passes through
I am still stuck
I tie my shoe
one lace at a time
I put my socks on from my toes to my ankles
once combined and comfortable
I stand I walk
Walk on I run
9/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
For the world to look at me
Through your eyes it has to see
Am I you or am I me
Are we one or are we free
The world is you, the world is me
We are one, we are not free
Tied by love, by wind, by sea
The world is us, for us to be
Dadd's tied up at work son, so he'll be late for din-din
But why is Daddy tied up, was he captured by a bunch of Injuns
Didn't he bring his sixshooter
Those Injuns don't own computers
All they know are shootouts and scalping civilians
Limerick: Once a hangman tied the proverbial knot
Once a hangman tied the proverbial knot
On a woman who smoked sizzling pot
Tried as he could his best
To take it all in jest:
Smoke in pot rot the knot round the sot.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Daddy's tied up at work son, so he'll be late for din-din
But why is Daddy tied up, was he captured by a bunch of Injuns
Didn't he bring his sixshooter
Those Injuns don't own computers
All they know are bow and arrows and scalping civilians
Daddy's tied up at work son, so he'll be late for din-din
But why is Daddy tied up, was he captured by a bunch of Injuns
Didn't he bring his sixshooter
Those Injuns don't own computers
All they know are bow and arrows and scalping civilians
Whenever my speech simply stalls
meet one of my biggest downfalls;
They have been built high by curveballs;
Forgive my walls, forgive my walls;
It’s so hard for me to confide,
I know that there’s nothing to hide;
It may leave me on the outside
a bit tongue tied, a bit tongue tied.
What you think is odd is not odd to me.
Do we not think differently?
You see a glass half empty. I see a glass half not full.
What you call exciting, I call not dull.
Maybe my brain's tied in a "not".
You think I'm crazy, I think I'm not.
For the winter carnival bundled up,
frozen breath adds to anticipation;
Steaming cappuccino filling my cup,
the vertex of this warm celebration;
Eliminate the need to be grown-up,
tonight enjoy a childhood fixation;
Indulge yourself in a ferris wheel ride,
an event leaving you all but tongue-tied.
Your smile warms my heart
Never see it so often but
It's always there when I see you
The long hours of talking
Neither of us wanting to go up to sleep
Our heads were held up
But our pinkies were close
I felt your gaze as you turned
Towards me
Our destinies were tied
But in what design
I cannot see
Your smile warms my heart
Never see it so often but
It's always there when I see you
The long hours of talking
Neither of us wanting to go up to sleep
Our heads were held up
But our pinkies were close
I felt your gaze as you turned
Towards me
Our destinies were tied
But in what design
I cannot see