Short West Poems
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US born Benjamin West
passed the international popularity test
the first Americano o achieve such fame
ever successful & ahead of the game
Of my old school mates
cheeky John Doody
from Ascot Vale West
I remember best
one of the great heroes
from the West Gate Bridge disaster.
~California Dawn~
That sharp gold-blue sky
One lonely cloud says goodbye
West Coast morning
5/1/2023
Dust swirls in Tucumcari,
Two shadows draw at noon,
Steel flashes, sharp echoes,
Silence falls, one man stands,
Desert sun claims the victor.
I once met a man from the west
And invited him home as my guest
I told of the cross
He cried, "I am lost!"
Then repented and God gave him rest
there once was a scary ghost
who lived out on the west coast
scared the dead back to life
more scary than the wife
but he doesn't like to boast
One Saturday in a fest
I met an old buddy in a vest
Who was mighty grateful to bond
At the side of an old pond
And tell stories of the wild west
California
Sunny, warm
Swimming, boating, sunning
Sky, airplane, ocean, seashells
Skiing, sledding, snowball throwing
Cold, blistery
New York City
Gut shot,
I’ll be a long time dyin’.
Put down
Without a bed to lie in.
Cold blood,
Don't hear nobody cryin’.
And all I did
Was try and be her man.
When the west Indian met her ideal east Indian man,
She went through a string of more than several Indian lovers.
Decided he's the one she refuses to string along.
I
am
of the
opinion
that most
of the trouble
that happened in
the Wild West could
have been avoided if
the architects had made
the towns just slightly bigger.
The west winds they blow so
To the east they come.
bringing snow or rain.
The west winds here they are
a bitter cold that may stay .
The west winds they do blow.
I rode my bike west until I hit the ocean blue.
No you did not! Argued an old soft shoe.
I did, I replied, turning him into glue.
He had called me a liar, so wouldn’t you?
a hat a cowboy doesn't make
even a horse or ridin' the range
it's the love of the West
the mountain sunsets
the valley stretching out for miles
the sound of the coyote howl
The trollop of horses into our fathers minds,
Stare into the eyes of the men forever blind.
Infinitely seeing the hinges of time swinging,
Forever intensely.. For never ending.
Form:
I miss those thrilling butterflies flapping wings against my chest,
but they've joined my setting heart on its journey to the west.
For Susan's single rhyming couplet contest
Listen to poem:
In the Weft of Fait
David J Walker
my life means nothing
without courage
my beliefs are fallow
without faith
my soul falls shoal
to knowledge
if left to the weft of fait
When a Continental
Met an Oriental,.
He thought it detrimental
To his mode of life.
But soon this Occidental,
Growing sentimental,
Wed the Oriental,
And she became his wife.
Form:
North West Moons comes, heavy rainfall occurs
and the crops are submerged
I do not know for sure
where the West is
when I go there
and give it my left
it is in the East
When I go to the East
and I give it my left
it is in the West
all, lies confusion!
Mae West
one of Brooklyn's best
her quotes were more witty than kind
like "A hard man is good to find"
contest: For Andrea's - Seeking a fresh crop of clerihews -
9-27-2012
(4)
Riding through fear
until passing regret
Excuses on fire,
memory beset
Leaving the past
and the future untold
Freedom inherent
—the moment unfolds
(Deamsleep: August, 2021)
He’s rushing out West…got the itch.
and sluicing for gold…will be rich.
Took tumble out gate,
For such was man’s fate —
Cold rush of the gold up his ditch.
1/12/2022
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Quiet, but for the steady
murmur of waves along
an obsidian beach.
Remnants of an ocean storm,
somewhere between
here and Japan.
Sometime between
Passé Imparfait et
Plus-que-parfait.