Short Townspeople Poems
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The bamboo reeds away in the
elusive wind,
as the sun rolls down on the country side,
The townspeople look on with pride.
Train pulls into the depot
welcomed by all the townspeople
Next biggest event of the day
~ How many eggs your hens lay
Lady Godiva protested on a horse.
Sight to see for townspeople of course
Annoyed her hubby
Not a bit chubby
Her protest husband's grounds for divorce.
The monster wanted love from the maiden
And gold that the townspeople paid him
When it came time to collect
Him the maiden did reject
To contain his wrath none could persuade him
Small Arkansas town had tolerated enough
Deceased bully is now not so tough
Lots of guns blasted the square that day
They did not give the brute time to pray
Gunshot came from every direction around
It did not stop until the bully was on the ground
Don’t mess with Arkansas, said Detective McBing
None of the townspeople saw a thing
If I was an executioner
I would be a failure pure and simple.
I would believe them.
And I would free them.
If I was the executioner.
They would all ask for me.
Knowing how easy I can be.
No one would cry.
And no one would die.
If I was the executioner.
So you are all voting for me!
What lovely townspeople you are!
Sure I will set you all free.
I am an executioner star!
Robot man I bought back in sixty-nine
Looks scary, ominous, totally ultra-fine.
When the invaders came, I put him in my yard.
They terrorized others, but thought he was a guard.
These spaceships avoided him, as if he were mean.
Disappeared rather rapidly, never again to be seen.
Many other townspeople disappeared that weird Tuesday.
But I am still here, with my robot man, resting away.
Legend of a witch who lives by the sea
spending her days making potions and teas
a mermaid or witch?
believed she can switch
No one knows, townspeople see her and flee
Intrigued by this mystery by the sea
I find her sea shanty, stop near a tree
the old lady on her dock
as I hide behind a rock
a mermaid is transformed in front of me
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The wintery mix arrived in a swirl of huffs and theatrical spurts of ice and snow.
Townspeople stayed inside for two days, fearful of dreaded black ice, a horrible killer of youth. The highway patrol closed the interstate, making driving even more tricky and hazardous. It is Kansas in February, keeping us on our toes, in warm fuzzy socks, giant puffy slippers, and comfortable snow boots.
abrasive winter
terrible wintery mix
hazardous driving
the house on the hill was left behind,
along with the dairy cows.
here in the valley the trees look more leafy
and the birds sing louder.
further south the stream widens
and the fish grow in size.
I hope the townspeople
buy my grandmother's cheeses.
on the way back I already know what I'll do,
I will take off my tight shoes
and I will run barefoot through the grass,
carrying in the pockets of old jeans
which will make grandma's smile shine.