Short Tug Of War Poems
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Amidst the tug-of-war of wild animals
Enmity ends;
Amidst the tug-of-war of human beings
Enmity begins!
17 November 2021
Opening the front screen door
a fierce wind played tug-of-war
Not to be denied, I tried again
~ the chimney whistled in the den
My dog lays
snoaring loud
dreaming of bones
and tug of war.
and his snout out the window
I lay awake
questioning and
holding in a
piss.
Killing myself
with a cigarette.
it was the last day of school in 1963
the teachers were as excited as adults can be
tug of war with a rope could land students in the pond
they wanted to get them all wet, it was a common bond
He walks by and catches my eye
She smiles and it makes me feel shy
I feel a tug of war in my heart
I don't know where to beginning or
where to part. Somethings you just
have to leave up to god.
in the past found that
the mind's eye would
continuously backslide
between the rational
and the irrational
realms of thought
a tug-of-war
a back and forth
movement within
the land of emotional limbo
During his prostate exam, Gray Sins was thinking about his testicles that were touching the floor.
"What are you thinking about, Gray?" the doctor asked.
"I'm thinking about playing ball and tug-of-war," he replied.
Tug of War
the three and four-year-olds had a terrific time
playing tug of war with a rope
all of them trying to help their friends
pulling a variety of directions
no matter what team they were on
hilarious to watch
Life is a game of chance,
between two worlds,
Reality and imagination,
between two paths,
of existing and Legacy.
Life is a game of Tug of War,
between Life and Death,
Living and Dying,
Coming and Going,
and you are the rope.
Out the door
is a vicious game
a process
battle of spite
tug of war
circus of irritation
where nobody loses
no one wins
a bloody senseless draw
no referee
only stiff jabs
right crosses
haymakers
countered by blow
after blow
low...
It is not a choice you see,
for this is how God made me.
My emotions in a tug of war.
To my psyche, she was a savior.
Out of the closet I did run.
The battle for my sanity was hard won.
A lifelong journey I made for her.
My love, she did concur.
Driven mad by all this pulling-
Tearing me limb from limb!
Who do you think you are fooling?
Ah, this feeling- great and grim!
Grieving Goddess fits the bodice,
And embodies my Despair.
At this Tug of War- am no novice...
(Oh! All the Hurt I can't repair!)
Snow flakes and Easter lilies scatter the ground
Winter time and Spring time seem to be having a round
Like a game of tug of war each side wants control
Today it was winter who wanted to rock n roll
Tomorrow maybe Spring time will give it a heave ho
Guess we won’t know till tomorrow though
everyday life,a tightrope walk
within country.a tug of war
civil unrest floors standing mango india
unconstitutional legislations
unconstitutional judgements
civil unrest floors standing mango india
power shifts to war era
third world war coming
civil unrest floors standing mango india
Daphne got stuck
under the bed,
and then…
I had to get her out
from under the bed,
my dumb ass dog.
A tug of war,
paws and whining
ensued…
and then,,,,
I won.
Someone
had an accident.
Someone
was hiding.
After the battle…
we had a discussion
about going under the bed.
He tugs dad this way
He tugs mom that way
They forget he is there
And quarrel with each other ...
Driven to distraction
They speak freely, candidly, even brutally
Their son learns that marriage is not always a bed of roses
And that they love him -- and each other -- more than ever
My body is like the rope
in the game of tug of war
Death pulls hard
to bring me into the
bright light
Life pulls hard
to keep me in
it's dark hole.
Death's strength grows
with each passing day
Life can no longer
hold onto the rope
The game is over
Death wins
At last the sweet
smell of victory.
Form:
She sobbed, screamed, screeched, squealed…
He howled, hollered, hissed, hooted…
The hearing seemed tug-of-war-filled.
The judge smiled and said: "Equaled!
So, your wish to reunite is confirmed!'
They frantically hugged, kissed. In celluloid.
04 June 2021
Bite Size Poem no.4 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Walking my tiger home
Walking my tiger home is a job.
She pulls me down the street for that food at home
She runs like a rabbit pulling me right behind.
It becomes a tug of war she pulling me and I pulling her back.
No cat or dog can stand in her way.
For being only 2 feet tall shes a real tiger when
I walk my tiger home
The face undergoes gradual change
Time cannot affect the orange
Time lashes our body in its chains
The child at the bottom sees and smiles
He dreams along for miles and miles
All through our life the tug of war remains
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5/9/16 - One and One – Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Rick Parise
Winter and spring had a tug of war
One wanted to stay
while the other wanted it to go
Winter said,... today I will snow
Spring said,... no you will go
Winter said,... I will bring a dark dreary day
Spring said,... there is no earthly way
They argued back and forth
Time intervened on the pair
They both cried, tis not fair.
23/02/17
The Sun’s fire rises,
raising temperatures’s smile;
A tug of war dance;
Palm tree afternoon,
humidity’s peak level;
Thermometer breaks;
Healed by a sunset,
taking you back to the ground;
Rain colors your back;
Stretched to the limit
trying to break the fever:
In the end? Chilled out;
Hot and cold flashes
of the Dirty South.
Spent energy
No drive
Droopy eyelids
Must revive
Need sleep
Too much to do
Running errands
Losing you
Cradling memories
Yesterday’s past
Sensing distance
Falling fast
Love for life
Children first
Endless devotion
Now we’re cursed
I won’t change
This is me
Lost in a tug of war
Amidst this jubilee
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
Still the bone remained....
Pulling on his chain; ever snarling
A tug of war with, her tree as meat loaf
Became his dreams and gobble said the turkey
Unto her queen bee ? Blue bishops atop pogo sticks a fly
With one big eye siphoning the marrow from time's sparrow; slobbering
Their madman howls holy cow his orange cat meows wow, where has Alice gone.
Form:
I see a Robin Red Breast
He’s searching for a worm
A few quick steps is all he takes
He’s on a grassy berm
When he stops, he turns his head
And listens to the ground
If a worm should make a move
He’s sure to hear the sound
Soon the worm may find himself
In a game that he can’t win
If the Robin gets a hold of him
Let the tug-of-war begin