Short Whichever Poems
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Nirvana is bliss; bliss is Nirvana
Whichever it is
It’s not Kim Jong Un’s
Executions by 007-like piranha
Thank you, sorry, maybe neither,
I am the altered, for better, for worse.
Lovestruck, hateful, always either,
Confirming confusion: whichever comes first.
Love
Hate
Whichever you have for me
Is yours to hold
Just Remember
Judgment of me
Is not yours
To have
Or to pass
For you don’t know me
Or what I’ve seen
Form:
No matter whichever way you are orientated,
It is all the same; true love and physical attraction expressed.
Even if a choice, it is your blank canvas meant to be painted.
Seems Minimalism:
Life choosing whichever theme
May be peerless on quality prime.
At last ends in burial
turning trivial.
12/21/18
Smiling in rainfall
Stood happy together
Its better with you
Love without measure
Sun soaked and walking
Warmer than ever
Its better with you
Whichever our weather
I'm So Glad It’s Nothing
I Did, To Be Proud Of,
Because That Means
Nothing's My Fault.
Take That: Belt.
Whichever Side
You're On.
Gee Whizzz.
-Gray Squirrel
11-12-2025
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Standing up, on top
straddling the seesaw
one foot on each side, now.
Whichever way I lean
sends the upside down
and the downside up.
Slippery slide
to the flip-side
is unworkable.
It's lunge, parry
riposte.
Showers
Drizzle
Mist
Cats and dogs
a downpour
a drop or two
Intermittent
on-and-off
Scattered
isolated storms
a cloudburst
Whichever one came first
No more! It quenched my thirst
In Ecuador the delicious ripe bananas are not one color
There are yellow, green and red ones according to brother.
Which ones are the tastiest? Asked my nosy stepmother.
Whichever one you are eating this minute, answered my brother.
There he lay; no surprise
Not suddenly; but anticipated demise
Death stings whichever way it springs
Death never sings any kind of song
It's pain shouts a deafening bang,
blast, and blow; like when daddy
died 60 years ago
051023PS
Recreational impact
Flows in all motions
Motives of demonic ways
The pact howls
Intuitive and unsafe
The pact howls
Daring to follow
The pact howls
It's time for the hunt
Motives to celebrate
Whichever motion it flows
The recreational pact
Form:
from the memory card in my 35mm
I am downloading you to my hard-drive
that's right...
right into "cool iris"
the memories are there
the fantasies come to life
on that floating wall of us
and we will last forever
or until my pc crashes
whichever comes first
My name is experimental LSD,
and I'm on a psychedelic spree
inside a spider's tiny brain,
operating him like a wrecking crane.
All eight legs have their own lever,
I pull this one, that one, or whichever.
Dig these groovy spinnerets -
consciousness expanding jets.
Jewish, Hindu, ,Catholic, C of E,
Muslim, Pagan, Sikh, which should I be.
If it's a matter of faith I don't really care,
It's whichever brings me comfort as I sit in my chair.
All of them aim to do nothing but good,
So I'll take a mixture and just live as I should.
Some things go together
like a quill and a feather
Others ought to stay apart
like an eyelash and a dart
But whichever way the wind may blow
I want you, my friend, to always know
That where the river runs, love will flow
just down the path where flowers grow
No matter wherever I go
Some guys think I am a psycho!
No matter whatever I do
Some guys think I never need you!
No matter whenever I dream
Some guys think I am without team!
No matter whichever I choose
Some guys think I will just lose!
No matter how much I love
Some guys think I tell the bluff!
Laser Beam Focused
Whichever the dream it is fundamental you remain
laser beam focused and not be downright confused
mumbling to yourself oblivious of voracious locusts
04/16/2021
8:25 p.m.
Lake Worth
Florida USA
Be in no hurry, grow as you may, bending and turning whichever way.
Water I will, and water I must, water, until you bout, had enough.
Placed in the window facing the sun, to put on a show you're having fun.
As the day settles groomed for the night, grow as you may beneath the moon's light.
convince my jellied spacial chasms
to defibrillate your dried out
turkey bones, to sand them down
and to carve useful trinkets from
them which can be sold at a craft
stand at the state fair for two
dollars and sixty-five cents, or
for the cactus virginity of
your mind, whichever is worth more.
Rain Dream
Raining outside,
and the boy in short pants
swings a broom.
He’s at bat
in a room that’s
a park
for the other boy
smaller and kneeling
and waiting
his turn or the sun
or tomorrow,
whichever comes first.
Donal Mahoney
. for public domain
Wave Goodbye
I wonder if waves
rushing to shore,
believe it's their end;
they'll be no more,
or rushing with Hope,
transcending to Light,
flying like fireflies
to brighten the night.
To Nothingness or Light,
whichever they choose,
it's all one together;
there's no way to lose.
Communism or Capitalism?
Man exploits Man
Capitalism or Communism
Select again
Man exploits Man
Life or Death
it isn't
Whichever you select
Communism or Capitalism
Man exploits Man
August 29, 2018
Entry in 'A Reversible Poem Poetry Contest'
Sponsor: Jessie Rowe
A bird, a fish, a dog, a cat
and creatures never heard of here -
I've had so many other forms
that surely now I feel no fear.
A dinosaur on planet Zaz
(I think I was, before this life)
and now I know the beat goes on,
I do not worry, feel no strife,
whatever next time holds for me,
whichever planet, land or sea...
Company Cafeteria
People right-handed
carry their cups
in the right hand.
Left-handed people
carry their cups
in the hand that befits
left-handed people.
Whichever the hand
all carry their cups
elbows right-angled.
Whichever the hand,
all cups are at sea, adrift
on an ocean of saucers.
Donal Mahoney