Short Wayne Poems

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Premium Member Fort Wayne Zoo

baby giraffe runs 
ducks flutter in murky pond 
snakes slither away

lions sneak a nap 
seals entertain laughing crowd 
penguins waddle by
Form: Haiku


John Wayne

John Wayne
Gained his fame
For riding on a horse
Of course

Celebrity or a Famous Person Clerihew Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
3/29/19
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Marion Robert Morrison

Marion Robert Morrison his voice couldn’t be confused with Roy Orbison but he really gained his fame when he became known as John Wayne
Form: Clerihew

Wayne the Zombie

There once was a zombie called Wayne,
Who was driving the others insane,
He was falling apart,
And he ripped out his heart,
But couldn’t live without his brain.
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Wayne

Ten miles in awful shoes 
Any worse than Vietnam? 
You scare me 
I hear through you 
How close you must be now 
Ten miles a day in awful shoes 
I could be you


Wayne the Builder

There once was a builder called Wayne,
Who built a new house on a plain,
But his wife took fright
On their wedding night:
He’d forgotten the roof again.

*my theory on Stonehenge : )
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Wayne the Whale

There once was a whale named Wayne the Whale,
In his fin there was a rusty nail,
Then he met the crab named George,
Who got the nail out of it's gorge,
Wayne the Whale left with a flip of his tail.
sea
Form: Limerick

Premium Member John Wayne the Jokester

His last days
in his dreams
in Jamaica mon
The capital Kingston
He prayed to the heavens
Gods only laughed
in the Caribbean waves
as this small minded 
prang called
the pond of frogs
glorious

Premium Member Patrick Wayne Swayze

A dancer and actor, Patrick Wayne Swayze Captivated many with dancing skills he conveys Football he would have pursued but he got an injury Starring in Dirty Dancing, his dancing skills seemed gingery
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member John Wayne and Me

John Wayne was born in a tiny house in a teeny Iowa town.
We love claiming him, because Iowans do not usually leave Iowa.
Certainly do not become bigger-than-life cowboy movie stars!
But he did, and we adored him. I still do in many ways.
our hero who never served.

Wayne Weigh-In

If you heard a Soup Censor holler
They just saw a Cook Islands dollar
Allowing for windage
That Tiki appendage*
Could incite a 9-1-1 caller! 


* Gershon-approved, i.e., circumcised
Is that sufficient evidence
the Lost Tribes of Israel 
were on a Cook-out?
Form: Limerick

Acrostic For Wayne

Works too hard to catch a pound of fat on his waist
Always sees life as a to do list and an artistic canvas
Yearns for hot lead and targets infinite, one more gun please
Needs love and affection in the form of a hug or two often.
Energetic worry-wort such that he is a bit OC
Form: Acrostic

Watchin' John Wayne

Watchin’ John Wayne ag'in
The West alive right to defend
Riding tall in the saddle
Showing men his mettle

For those days the bad guys knew
He would give them what was due
For in the end you know what’s true
A man’s got to do what a man’s got to do.

© Paul Warren Poetry
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Wayne the Great Dane - Nursery Rhyme

Wayne a Great Dane, 
   from a princely court 
      was playing in the courtyard. 
         He rolled and fell short 
            in the castle moat.

A good sport 
   he was. With laughter roar 
      from the royal court; 
         out his nose water he snorted.



3/6/2021
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
dog
Form: Rhyme

Wayne

Today the rain fell from the sky's and tear's from our eye's can you hear us cry

We love you with all our heart's never have to stop and think even when asked.

When you left it hurt but knowing you stay close in our heart's keep's us strong 
and now we beleave in angle's even me he's our brother and son.
Form: Rhyme

Go Wayne

“Wayne, go to the paper shop”
“Wayne? Go to the paper shop”
“Cant do it babe, it can’t be done”
“Wayne, just get off your bum”
“Cant be done babe, I can’t do it”
“Wayne just do it you lazy git”
“I’m not being lazy babe honestly”
“It just can’t be done babe really”
“Coz I went to the paper shop yesterday
And it had blown away”
Form:

Bring Me the Head of Wayne Coyne

Bring me the head of Wayne Coyne:

 Strange Flesh isn't fun without a dopamine rush. A severed limb Chemical exchange tongue like a paintbrush. The avengers of truth are growing weary on their quest. Sleepy eyes swell, fixated on the fleeting ideas. Shake it off little brother. Time to be sharp. Repeat the mantra and keep your blades clean.
Form: Ballad

John Wayne

Elegy Poem
The day I had seen your first movie
I was always interjecting and happy
I would always pull out my toy guns and start to act like you
I remember watching every single one of your movies

That was until JUne 11, 1979 when you went by by
Now I can’t watch any new movies of yours
That is no bueno
Why did you have to die

We had some good times
Especially watching my favorite movie of yours Cowboys
Form: Elegy

Reading Wayne Dyer

Reading Wayne Dyer

You can't expect to draw people into your life

Who are not kind, rude and look from the above

They’re acting cruel, weak and selfish ways

You keep them on the distance, staying away.

You must be what it is that you want to attract

Being  yourself in life, just live, not to act.

There is the flipside of that in an attractive way

I found that being a giver is better anyway.


Nov.8/2013
Form: Rhyme

Winter John Wayne

John Wayne walked
As Wisconsinites do
Every Winter
When frigid cold tumbles
Humbles
Two-legged gait
On 
All kinds of ice.

So does walk
Timothy Oliphant
Come to think of it.
He walked on sand there,
In Hawai’i,
But not for very long.
Same thing.

It is the kind of sidling
Desert snakes do:
Half tentative
Full-blown cocky; 
But without butts
Or lopsided heads.

I see a deer dancing
On the frozen lake
And say:
“There goeses
The Waynes and the Oliphantes.

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