Short Whole Thing Poems
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Took a diet pill
Then ate a lemon pie
No, not a piece.
The whole thing,
and I ate it .....
Fast
Before the diet pill
Could kick in.
When the wife took the Test à Cull
She said that the whole thing was bull
A fact she found
Flat on the ground
After giving the test a pull
A big baseball player on pitch
Developed a strange kind of itch:
The ball flew up straight
Then down on his pate,
So he blamed the whole thing on a witch!
Kavanaugh Has Been Bad
Kavanaugh whole thing seems so sad;
All about someone who has been bad;
Did things wrong;
Same old song;
When he went away we would be glad.
Jim Horn
Inspiring as it is
To be around the alive,
The whole thing does feel
Just a little contrived
I think rather be dead instead
Found by a wife,
Asleep
In a bed
life death and in between
all is hard if not seen
hurt is there to bring you down
love to lift you up both take your feet off ground
never knowing what waits next for you
woundering if his feeling are true
Form:
7/11/15
Go ahead laugh and cry
And if you'd like to ask me why
Don't let time pass you by
You have to try
Regardless of if you want the whole thing or less than half the pie
Remember you can't go back in time
see all the parts of the picture, the whole thing, up and down left and right
have an open mind, read rightly totally the book until its end
with a cool serene mood, swim in , and through the sea of meditation.
Calorie info should include “what if I ate the whole thing”
Probably applies to more people than those to their diets cling
Will write them a note
The info to quote
Won't feel guilty coz my multiplication skills are pretty slim
I hate that I have to watch you die,
And there's nothing I can do.
I hate that there is no perfect cure,
There is no saving you.
I hate that I can't fix it,
Every day, you have to fight.
Struggling to keep your memories,
This whole thing isn't right.
To Huskey we go, a cookout for dinner,
With six grandchildren, a definite winner.
The evening cool, the fire pit hot,
Some soup heating up in a cast-iron pot.
Seems life’s pretty sweet here in Lacey’s Spring;
Lottery? Nah, I’ve done won the whole thing.
Salt Sprinkled
This whole thing should come to a halt;
Finally would find reason and the fault;
Dander raised;
No one praised;
Salt had been sprinkled on top of the Alt.
James Horn
After listening to latest news about
Charlotte riot and statues.
Who planted the wild berry bush?
I am not raising my hand quickly
Yet I know it was me
She has eleven offshoots
Taking over my garden
Ruining my flowers
I cannot annihilate her
Now that she has these followers
And to think I started the whole thing
Another Poem Shows Horn Haiku
My mind has echoes;
Everyone already knows;
Another poem grows.
What I do propose
We only be friends not foes
Not coming to blows.
This is what I will have to
say about the whole thing.
Jim Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
So the piper had this charisma thing with mice
He danced a little jig and they thought twice
The mice just had to follow where he trod
The whole thing seems to me a little odd
Although I'm sure his time for luck was ripe
Can't help but wonder where'd he get that pipe?
I sometimes dream of things
That are mixed up together
And people live again in them
It will wake me up at its wonder
When it will seem so real
But then sleep comes to me
Then the whole thing starts again
And I am left wondering about it all.
© Paul Warren Poetry
I have fears of losing everyone I have loved
But He assures me he will never leave
I am lost in a world of confusion and conviction
But He reminds me that He has this whole thing under control
I may not understand why He does the things he does
But thats why He is God and I am human
Form:
Everything was upside, down and inside out
Snoopy neighbor heard a scream, and then a shout
Did you investigate? Asked the police.
Of course not, lied their lying niece.
She had sneaked up to their window and seen the whole thing.
But she wanted to save this info to go live on TV with Larry King
Every time
I think of it
My heart beats fast
I don’t know
How to deal with it
I’d prefer
To forget
The whole thing
Put it all
Behind me
I’d like to work it through
So I can just forget it
But it keeps
Coming back
To haunt my sleep
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on March 5, 2019
What Trump Said Should Record
Prayed for a great idea from my Lord;
When Trump talks you should record;
Whatever he said,
Until dead in bed,
Always will be free so we can afford.
Jim Horn
Not bad if I don't say so myself so I did.
This whole thing about bad word Trump
used is totally ridiculous and so is he.
I've got a sitter called Mub,
a boring hitter in a bum-
the crisscrossing of falling things evaporate with me,
as I'm seeing,
savoring moments of feelings becoming beamed,
but I get back after a whole thing,
sauntering-
and rock climbing-
and coarse rhyming,
blasting um' all off but still needing more timing.
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Two Skunks' that play
And spray to geather
Also, pray together
----
One will flip a coin
What do you think
Will they stay together'
Or will the whole thing
Just stink...
----
We will flip a coin
To tell us,
If we will stay together
Again...
-----
If it say that we don't
Then we will flip it
Again...
GF
We May Disagree
Of course we still can always be friends
And can't wait until this whole thing ends
Is a case of who made most bobos
Which is the one who will loose
Christians always can make amends.
Jim Horn
Was discussing with a friend our
political differences. He still wants
to be my friend so I sent him my
latest poem I wrote for him
Much Insolence
Has much insolence,
President to be and soon
So hard to believe.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Wrote this after hearing Trump's
latest news conference and
Comey's comments along with
Trump's relationship with Russia.
Also, hearing about his decline in
popularity has been frightening.
This whole thing is getting scary.
I'm going on a cyberfast
some folks doubt, say it won't last
"What will you do, instead?" they ask
I'll lock the screen and blithely cast
the whole thing out, I'll have a blast
I'll read, I'll write, I'll live and bask
in warm sunlight, in nature's vast
delights, and daydream of the past
cuz' I'm the quintessential iconoclast.
Written on 7/30/2016