Short Wickets Poems
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Grey skies sure bring down our spirits
Affecting our thinking and clouding our wickets
No one's immune
As cloudy skies loom
We go wiggy and lose control of our biscuit
Categories:
wickets, sad,
Form:
Limerick
Grey skies sure can bring down our spirits
They affect our thinking and cloud our wickets
No one's immune
As cloudy skies loom
They cause us to go wiggy and lose our biscuits
Categories:
wickets, motivation,
Form:
Limerick
It's said each piece of chocolate shortens life by 2 minutes
By that calculation, I'm dead... died in 1543, don't have any limits
You may think I'm daft
Looney toons in the aft
But statistics don't lie, they just cloud your wickets
Categories:
wickets, silly,
Form:
Limerick
It's said each piece of chocolate shortens life by 2 minutes
By that calculation, I'm dead... died in 1543, don't have any limits
You may think I'm daft
Looney toons in the aft
But statistics don't lie, they just cloud your wickets
Categories:
wickets, chocolate,
Form:
Limerick
Round and smooth, cool in your palm,
you lean back and let them soar,
cutting cleanly down to walk on water.
They skip, shining wickets
glancing in the silver light slipping low.
You turn,
letting fly a stream of words,
impulsive and precipitous,
that drop into my heart one stone.
Copyright, November 10, 2017
Categories:
wickets, betrayal, heartbreak, relationship,
Form:
Free verse
Chase the leather
Lads. Keep the wickets
Lads. Love your mum
Lads. Be strong
Lads. Don’t cry
Lads. Be healthy
Lads.
Obey your headmaster
Lads. Listen to the bobby
Lads. Listen to the government
Lads. Look down the sights
Lads. Don’t reveal your position
Lads.
Be silent
Lads. Die in anonymity
Lads. Drag the dead bodies
Lads. Dig your hole
Lads. Grasp your hair
Lads. Eat the soil
Lads. Never come back
Lads.
Categories:
wickets, childhood, death, life, mum,
Form:
Free verse
Written: April 21, 2024 For Andrea Dietrich Andaree Contest
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Worry and stress weigh heavy on my spirit.
Lately, scowling is my lone licit!
Donning threads I don't desire.
I heave and acquire.
Deep. Dismay!
mire
Life gameplay
Will you tire this dire
Expand; love; improve higher -
Your psyche and flesh are your wickets.
Life isn't obvious, some concern, much merit.
Categories:
wickets, bereavement, life,
Form:
Rhyme