Short Wedged Poems

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Premium Member Still Going for a Win

Hosed, he may not win, piehole’s constricted.
   Food tossed into pipe, and wedged.
      Yet, with save, he’s unhinged.
Form: Kimo


Premium Member Sometimes It Hurts

Some think that the word poetry
should be tossed upon the shelf,
and wedged between two angry bookends: 
'what' and 'ever'.
Form: Bio

Premium Member Crane

beak wedged in white noise
twigs of legs snow-plant
plumage in the air
body borne invisible
muse contemplates wholesome bird
Form: Tanka

Writer's Block Again?

I’m sitting here with nothing to write
And feeling rather uptight
Got my head wedged in the door
Hitting it with a 2X4
The lights getting dim and don’t seem so bright
Form: Limerick

Premium Member On Your Bike

Sue got wedged on the exercise bike And she doesn’t look so lady like With both legs akimbo She looked like a bimbo Told the trainer to go take a hike! 20th July 2015
Form: Limerick


Premium Member He's Constipated

An in-patient named Mustapha Dump Said his faeces were wedged in a lump His diet must improve So the blockage can move Or his treatment’s a huge suction pump! 08-29-17
Form: Limerick

Premium Member One For the Road

One For The Road

In the circus I mastered some arts.
Butt the unicycle - sad farce
its seat tightly wedged
when I hit a low hedge
needed help to pull it from me ****.


John G. Lawless
©2/5/2018
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Prince-Heir

based on a photo posted
on media today
of King Charles III


         bitty boy bored
wedged between babysitters -
        queen is celebrant…
prince-heir bides seventy years
beholden crowds cheer his crown
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Santa Yells For Help

Santa Claus goes down the chimney
 and pays the price; he ain't skinny.
 He's tightly wedged down the hole,
          yelling not Ho! Ho! Ho!
 Ouch, that's gonna bruise a kidney!
Form: Limerick

An Isle, Bermudian

In His great slumberous periods
Mighty yawned, wedged in between
Love taking sips, beat ardours
That haze a hummingbird scene
This awaits, shaping comforts
Voluptuous settee.
Set on its coral paws to bear
The dreamt fruits of Deity.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Old West Crush

brilliance bona fide in redolent skies
keen red submerging, clementine twilight
sunflowers show-offs of the waning sun
wedged within burnt orange escarpments
swifts of volcanic horizon in desert crags
old West crush corralled in surround-hugs

Premium Member She's Not Leaving On a Jet Plane

An overweight lady named Annie Has got an absurdly large fanny Since she boarded a plane That is destined for Spain She's wedged in the seat in Miami! Thanks to Andrea for helping me with the meter for this one Jan Allison 12th April 2016
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Where It Begun

Two Sweet Gums wedged side by side One of the two has died Crimson leaves of the living left Life and death side by side Stark bare limbs of death against blue Still reaching for the sun Gradually the limbs decay_fall Never leaves where begun
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Cargo

Commodities.
Packed up
Wedged together
Shut out from light and air, 
Little creatures indifferent to life or death
Stacked.
Branded.
Horrified
Of what comes
With the open door.
Looking for the first opportunity
To Leap
Escape
This intolerable life.
The Mass grave
Of a two-dimensional reality.

Premium Member Slivers of Laughter

By Gail DeBole
Updated January 13, 2019

Thin shards of time spattered about 
Mis-wedged into spaces that add to our doubt.

Echoes of time vex and puzzle our souls
May overlap boundaries with science unknown.

Slivers of a girl’s laughter with no girl around
Sound disturbingly eerie and deeply profound.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Duck

a curvaceous lady from Lubbock was distraught at the loss of her duck her search was in vain poor duck was in pain found wedged in the cleft of her buttock. Written: May 12, 2023 Checked by: HMS.COM/ 9-9-5-5-9 Funny, Bawdy or Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Where Poetry Is

poetry takes refuge
in the depth
from every corner, every recondict...
Wedged in the middle of the rock,
in the middle of the woods,
at the height of the mountain of life...
The poet must access
the core, its fulcrum to show,
polish to carry to the world
to the universe to humanize it
bright and glowing
for all...!

Ubris

What will you say tomorrow
Because your calm lies were wax wedged wings?
How do sweep salty sorrow
Away with songs the nightingale sings?
You wounded me deeply, yet
I shall not regret my silence, dear
Nor my love by which you set
The diamond sparkling a false tear.
Let us go on forgetting our pain
While we dance in summer's rain.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Miles More To Grow

Squeezing hands
  Winking eyes
Making faces
  Going places!

Delighting in found-gardens
  Wedged into settings urban
The world about us, wholly ours
  Strangers' smiles, no delusions...

Not too much wear and tear on this
  though it's surely miles and miles ago ~ 
But could it be that stretched before us
  lie many miles more to grow!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Winter Widow Wordplay

whimsical windswept whiteness 
wedding weekend wanderlust
willowy wonderland waltz
wrongfully weathered woe
wintry wishful whispers
wrestling woodland wintertide

welcome waxen wallflower
weeping wheezy widow
whimpering wholeheartedly
wrangling worthless worries
wanton wretched wrongdoing
wedged within wickedness



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

The Union

Shards of tears 
engrave memories
like a tattered glass
recalling years scarred by desire.

she went mountain climbing 
too high, gasped, got 
wedged like a pinched rose
then hoisted by a fish hook in the jaw.

he did 60 pills in 60 days
still uncured, he grabbed a feather
tickled a powder keg
and exploded.

this marriage was a crown of thorns.

Taunting Tampered Trail

sane story squashed
worn wanky clashed
wielded wits flung
leering lanky lust
strained sanity snogged
pilfering punctured pawn

voluptuous vie wept
cremating callous crest
bruised biddings belched

pruned passion puked
dark dribbles drooled
clutching crazed clue

wedged wiles wailed
taunting tampered trail.
      '20:05:10:12:00

Note: Of tamed tale.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Destiny

Cottonwood tree wedged between two buildings
Being whipped by the wind rubbed against two  
Ruff surfaces, how can survival happen

Constant change occurs never able to reach
The destiny God had prepared for you 
Dwarfed roots constricted needing room

Room to grow, room to express yourself
Is it to late for someone to save you?
Only God knows your future not man
Form:

My Birthright is Rage

I am so consumed with subtle rage.
I feel it clogged in my pores,
wedged in the creases of my bones. 
It is caught in my teeth and settled in the lines of my smile.
I shouldn't be this angry all the time; 
He contributed directly to the cultural environment that made participation in deportations, discrimination, and ultimately genocide seem moral and patriotic.
I am.

Urge

This urge
Go, Run and hide…
Perpetual EMOTION
Maybe bliss on the other side?

Wedged on the fence,
scratching holes in my soul.
Shimmy up, shimmy down. 
See how low you can go…

Reach a plateau,
Rest a while.
Until, perplexity surrenders…
Perpetual MOTION
Maybe bliss on the other side?

This urge
Go, Run and hide…
Perpetual EMOTION
Maybe bliss on the other side?

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