Short Wild Goose Chase Poems
Short Wild Goose Chase Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wild Goose Chase by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wild Goose Chase by length and keyword.
the art of peace,
hasn’t been mastered yet ~
is it a wild goose chase?
THE ART OF PEACE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John lawless
Date: 04-07-2022
I stand on a city street
Wind blowing in my hair
There is a silence
and I am wondering
if anyone is there
I run to the corner
with a shiver down my spine
I look around the bend
knowing there is no time
There's a worried look on my face
carrying this old briefcase
As I look up and down the streets
on this wild goose chase
Form:
Where is the twisted human club?
I did not know, so here’s the rub….
I saw them crammed in a cranny down the street.
Their petootsies were showing, it was not sweet.
Now when people ask I send them there.
But they left years ago, without a care.
I still like giving them a wild goose chase.
Serves them right for asking me at every place.
THAT START OF THE DETERMINED KID
THAT DASH OF THE CURIOUS YOUNG INTERPID
I HAVE COME FAR NOW
NO GOD I FOUND , TO NOBODY'S LOVE I BOW
FROM COUNTLESS EXISTING PATHS WE CAN
TAKE ONLY ONE
I AM HERE, WHERE THERE IS NOONE
CONVERSATIONS ARE NOW FEW
I DON'T KNOW ANYONE WHO IS NEW
EVEN MY POEMS DON'T RHYME NOW
MAY BE THEY DON'T WANT TO ...
You were more than a friend sweetie more than a friend
What a fool I was then I wanted it to end
My life seems like a hundred years of loneliness
And still my life is like a long long wild goose chase
I am so sorry sweetie I am so sorry
Now I know it could be a perfect love story
Now I repent so many times but it’s in vain
Because it’s too late for us to start it again
Our outward transmission
Misinterpreted by the receptor
We apply a healing balm
Rather than a lie detector
If there be a flicker of hesitation
In our impulse to embrace
Know that ego is at play
Sending us on a wild goose chase
How does right vs wrong really matter
If in loving hearts there be a chasm
All that counts is joy & laughter
Love radiating from our body prism
03-September-2020
Through iambic pentameter I sing!
Without thee nary a poem I'd put down.
Break the ice? In a pickle? No such thing.
Had not found a home in this word town.
Yet not all that glitters is syllabic.
And perhaps not all the world's a stanza.
To be pentameter of the iambic
Or not to be? What a real bonanza!
The world is your gooey lump in a shell.
Join the wild goose chase or move to Carmel.
Ever since Biden marched in my stocks plump
My gains and nest egg make my shoulders slump
Unfortunately I've lost to that chump
My piece of American pie, a dump
What were five stars is now two dullest lump
I've endured his march of geese on my rump
Yet hope his wild goose chase comes to a stump
Until then I hope some road frees of bump
And tears chill and I get over this hump
11/08/22
MonoMixoRhyme Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Hilo Poet
N/A