Short Vegas Poems
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March Morn in Vegas Haiku
Wet cement, Texas
Sage, Yellow Broom, mesquite, rain.
Pungent Vegas Morn
L as Vegas, Nevada
M urderous rampage
N ut
O pportunist
P ersonally, we will never really know for the truth is hidden..
Sitting at the blackjack table
Blowing the best years of his life
One card at a time
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
Las Vegas
Three layers of clouds
On a paranormal sky of multicoloured insanity
In Las Vegas, god and devil merged
Into one identity
Odds are Kris Kringle won't Show today
Because Father Christmas leads the way
So jolly Saint Nick
Will be today's Pick
If Santa Claus will lend him his sleigh
luck smiles at me playing
playing the slot machines from hell
the numbers are turning out
luck smiles at me
the numbers turning up
roulette
black, red odd
numbers
hot
Magician Whizdo had a Vegas act
he pulled a Great Dane out of a hat.
One night the dog had the urge
he sprinkled the crowd with a surge.
Whizdo escaped town and won't be back.
Las Vegas Strip Spraying
Last night there was a strip spraying;
Bullets were straying and bodies laying;
Agony there,
And despair;
We wonder what message this is saying.
Jim Horn
Las Vegas, big win. The coins are flying.
Casino is broke. Heart attacks. Someone's dying.
On Power Plant two teenagers were playing.
With buttons and wires, just pushing and cutting ;-D
Listening To Las Vegas Sherriff
Time as usual has been passing by,
Under lonely and sad Las Vegas Sky;
Flowers found,
On the ground;
Still are three left we did not identify.
Jim Horn
she finds a four-leaf clover almost every day
discovers dimes on gray sidewalks lining her way
quarters shower her during a visit to Casino Green
She is the luckiest woman Las Vegas has ever seen
Fifty Nine New Stars in Vegas Sky
Saw fifty nine new stars in Vegas sky;
They are a new part of God's supply;
Loved so much;
Thrilled to touch;
All went to heaven after they did die.
James Horn
Icy branches
Crack in rhythm
Snap, pop, pop.
Laughing limbs swing
Unawares.
Hate strikes.
Bodies
Lie crumpled.
Eagles soar
Then dive.
Stiffened wings are
Vultures carrion.
Bodies lie
Trampled,
Insides torn outside.
Is it the off season or the mass murders are killing the Strip
Las Vegas right now is a bargain so plan on making that trip
Come lose your money
Bring your honey
But bring your wallet, common sense you can skip
Las Vegas' rushed pace was upsetting,
Which left a gambler dazed and sweating,
At the fast evening’s end
Met he a posh girlfriend...
They wed quickly through drive-in betting!
8/5/2019
State Limerick Contest of Kevin Shaw
Distinction
without difference
Where shadows
defame
Laughter
without smiles
Embodied
in shame
Each story
redundant
Whose print
stays uninked
As eyes
search for mercy
That last
—missing link
(Las Vegas Boulevard: February, 2023)
Oh our Lord,
We implore Thee the gates of heavens to open wide
For
The souls of our innocent slain brothers and sisters
To receive!*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
03 October 2017
* May our Lord bless the souls of Las Vegas slaughter!
The things I have emailed you in Vegas, are so some joy might remain in your heart and that joy can be satisfying again. Only by feeling my spiritual connection that can endure without doubts. Those doubts replaced instead by the love of a friend, that can't start or live without trust.
I'm off to Vegas Baby
The city of light
In fact it's brighter
When you see it at night
Not much of a gambler
I do enjoy the sights
I don't throw away money
That isn't very bright
I'm in Vegas so you won't see as much of me
Over the next five days. Thanks for all your
visits and comments.
cuckoo bystander
hippies hound
desecrate passing
shrewdly badmouth
siegfried bobcat
wake european
spirits enlisting
the globally
fortuitousness by
reading rhythmic
confrontation dutifully
fluster fission
spat and
unite your
sourness unlearned
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 7–13, 2026)
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
steals emotion from the night
Holding a vigil in the darkness,
waiting for the light
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
among the screams and homeless cries
Making rhyme of what reason has abandoned
—marking time inside the shadow of lies
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard
steals emotion from the night
Holding a vigil in the darkness
waiting for the light
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard
among the screams and homeless cries
Making rhyme of what we’ve long abandoned
—marking time inside a shadows lie
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
steals emotion from the night
Holding a vigil in the darkness,
—waiting for the light
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard
among the screams and homeless cries
Making rhyme of what reason has abandoned,
—marking time inside its shadowy lie
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)
VEGAS
the soft underbelly you painted it well,
and brought out the sorry,
and almost the smell,
where the pimps n the drug dealers,
glide,
with some only there 4 the ride,
as the waves of emotion,
do tell,
and others held by the spell,
have their cash on the,
ultimate,
SLIDE
Don
re Debbie Duncan "Sin City"
Las Vegas 1967
Harrah’s, free drinks
Circus Circus, bring the kids
Frontier, win a Chevy
Golden Nugget, best slots
Flamingo Capri, Elvis impersonator
Caesar’s Palace, world’s best buffet
Tropicana, win big
Sahara, all day breakfast
Dunes, best shrimp cocktail thirty cents
Golden Nugget, live girls
I would certainly hope so.