Short Wreck Poems
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A Bad Wreck
Traffic jammed the life flight flying to it—
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 14, 2010
Poetic form: Monoku
spinning bike tire
left side of my face scraped off
february 5th
Written 9-26-2018 Biker’s Dozen
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
On Long Trek Found a Wreck
After we went on a long trek,
Had ended up finding a wreck;
Hidden;
Forbidden
Searched through deck to deck.
Jim Horn
Train Wreck Happened
Train wreck happened near an Army fort;
Always secure and gave medical support;
Also Camp Murray,
Who by did hurry;
Missions are accomplished and not abort.
Jim Horn
cold
sea fog
shrouds the road
corn whiskey breath
permeates truck/s cab
flashing lights dead ahead
break too late - crash certain, glass
shatters, blood splatters like red paint
I didn't hear nobody pray, brother
I've been replaced by a lap dog~at least it's cute,
Its poppy brooch glows bright on its dainty neck.
It yaps and leaps, and like me, its poops pollute,
But could it endure a long and rugged trek?
I’d wager it’d fail~a weary, broken wreck.
Trump A Complete Wreck
Trump surely was A Complete Wreck;
With golden showers dirties up deck;
Paid child support,
With hands short,
And in others business likes to peck.
Jim Horn
You need to have a Trump the terrible
contest with no limits.
The Wreck
Her face tore off,
layer after layer.
The flesh peeled away from the onslaught of the road.
"This message is important,"
she remembered him saying not a moment before.
She's second-thinking a lot of choices now.
Clara Sue Bereuter
09/01/2016
she heard the ambulance coming
the sound was surreal
she was in shock
still trying to figure out what had happened
body in the car was hanging back in its seat
mouth wide open
she did not know her teeth were this ugly
close your mouth! she instructed her corpse
Frost settles on my nose,I am so,so cold!The snow is falling all around,on my face is a frzen
frown!She is dead in the seat next to me,God how can this be!It is my fault I knew there was
ice on the road!Now my wife is dead and past memories run though my head,IF only could
die!
Form:
Pure Christianity forges ahead..'
Amidst these days of dread
Changless, by day; hour years!
Immutable truth ever near.'
Smashing chains and fear
Though the season is drear
It never falters, it holds so dear'
A kernel; that ever seeds; Love
Gifting to humans born from above.!
Oh Heck
There's a frog stuck inside my beak, oh heck
And the rascal's has his hands round my neck
The frog is no quitter
Should've been my dinner
I'm now fast becoming a strangled wreck.
23rd May 2021
Quitters Never Win Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Margarita Lillico
He lies sprawled on the trench
Drenched by the night dew
Overcome by over indulging
Cheap liquor has taken its toll
Back at home his wife tosses in bed
The night is cold and its too chilly
The kids had to go to bed half fed
Querying when dad will be home
He mumbles incoherent stuff
At least he tried to get home
Its first cock crow he surrenders
Tortured by faceless spectres
WRECK OF SHIP-AFRICA
Where is the sentiment of those who fought?
When their blood is shed and their story taught
Are we forgetting or we never knew.
Are we going to watch this sheep wreck
O! I cry for the captains are lepers and dread
We need another Christ to save us from ourselves
Life is at stake not for a good and reasoned course
Selfishness and brutality, innocent and the guilty suffers
The strong wage war against the weak without remorse.
I ruined you the best I could
I made sure to ruin you in a way that only you and I would comprehend
I gave us something to share when we were over
cunning heart, cunning mind
I tried to cut with what I said
engrave into the mind what I couldn't to the heart
I ruined you, the same way that I was when I was younger
I ruined you so I wouldn’t be alone
As much as you hated me in the end
I knew that you would understand
You always understood
Splintered pieces of my heart
Get pushed to the back
I wonder how I will survive
In a world so black
Its time to try and let go
With the melody of this crash
My eyes are painted red
With shard of broken glass
Bending metal closes in
And threatens to strangle me
I lay there and pray to the Goddess
That no one will save me
There is a woman in the other car
I hear the cries of a baby too
So I lay there and pray to the Goddess
To take me and save the life that's new
The cold water lapped
At the dilapidated remains of the vessel.
Echoes of laughter
From so many summers past,
Now a distant memory.
As nature takes hold
Returning the wood to the Earth.
Strong winter winds blown specs
Of soil to settle in cracks.
As spring broke, seeds burst forth
Finding a nest to settle and grow.
New life from the dying remains.
Like a phoenix rising after death.
Reformed, renewed.
A now living monument to the holiday home of the past.
Mogul
Loco
Motive
Add
Hears
Not
the
rails
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