Short Yanked Poems

Oft I've wondered

If sponges were yanked

Would all the seas be dry?...

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Its an old saying,    
stubborn as a mule  
The old Italian 
yanked,  
and the donkey said,   
"now that ain't cool"...

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Yanked
From our
Classroom chills,
Kevin sat alone,
Gazing longingly at us
While sequestered behind a big stack of pills...

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I saw your other flowers sprout,

so bringing charm, I put down roots.

but hating me, you yanked me out.

You fool, I'll just bring more recruits!...

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A boy can't drive endlessly forever.  Going home is justified.
Knocking loudly makes nice old Pop quickly respond,
Smiling tearfully, "Uncle Victor's wild xerus yanked zinnias".

won hm...

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The dog slinks past me
   a plea in its eye
bowed head upraised
   barely 

Turning toward me 
   piteously --

Snap! 
its collar is yanked back
   by its imperious master
Plea denied...

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The house is as fresh as a drain -
the toilet is blocked yet again -
but 'nature arose'
and holding my nose,
I prayed as I yanked on the chain...

written 5th June for Tania's limerick contest...

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Gypped by the sea, the tossing
yanked a breath out, carelessly ~
Propped on a cliff edge, a deep
surge, swept over the hopeless ~
Escape came from birthed love:
A Nymphean with eyes of aqua ~


(11/2/2020)...

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I lost a dear old friend the other day.

   His loss leaves a vacancy, I must say!

      I was sad beyond belief,

         Yet, in truth 'twas a relief.

            ('Twas a molar doc yanked due to decay!)

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired...

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No chance to hold on
To what was slipping
Not strong enough
It’s leaking through my fingers

My hands aren’t big enough
To grasp what’s left
To clutch it to me
To savor the rest

Yanked from my grip
My fingers bleeding and raw
Like the heart that is empty
Now that you’re gone...

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Way back in the years you gave to me your heart..
Yanked it back so fast before it could even start..
I pitter pattered through my mind to see what went wrong..
I questioned my inner mind to just see where I belong..
A gift so special torn away , the pain like a piercing dart..







P.D. Indian Giver Contest...

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Willows wink cautiously, stream downtrodden steep cavern

fixed twelve ancient existence, dim lit dreamscape.

Draw scribble hitherto fortune gold melt, cent tenth.

Alas awake if could name such, surround rusts faded silence.

Quit sorrow dilemma yanked empire squander

tear victim of gravity’s twisted humor,

gather laughter…...

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I am fret-less,
in a fingers slide
palming the sublime 


a lost cord
the first guide 
on my journey
I was yanked  
into destiny’s
embrace 


alien phantastic 
orphaned to never 
and bound 
on the loom 
of fate


I kiss sleep from 
your mouth
and bathe 
in dreams 
of you  


I am incandescent
on a loop of twine...

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She was lying on the Ethel’s turret with a sting in the tail
            Felt a squirt on her face and barrette; is it the end of the tale?
                    Water water everywhere water, not a drop to drink
                  Ho ho the machine does totter, not a moment of wink
 She yanked her pants up ,tail between legs, and crossed the sea without sail...

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I counted 16 masks today,
Discarded on the street.
The back-to-normal has begun
But isn’t quite complete.

I’m guessing most, by accident,
Were dropped upon the ground,
Not jubilantly yanked from faces
Since new rules abound.

Still, 16 masks? Just weeks ago
There’d be 10 times as many
And likely, in a few months’ time,
I doubt if there’ll be any....

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When he was Infant Bob 
Often had had to sob 
For a freely shared cob…

As Grown-Up Wrangling Bob
Angrily yanked off knob
After a half paid job… 

Now Climaxed Adult Bob
Would at friends spit a gob,
Each time he missed a mob
That folks attacked to rob,
The lot shutting their gob,
Since they’d dared forget Bob…

Same Bob at each level
His one guide: The Devil....

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On my very first day in the military, I was issued a comb,
then the Army barber shaved off all of my hair that very afternoon.
On my second day in the military a toothbrush was issued to me.
That afternoon the Army dentist yanked out all of my teeth.
On my third day in the military I was issued a jock strap.
I've been AWOL ever since and I'll be damned if I'm going back....

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Here is  the roses for your bed
You only get them when your dead
You wanted chimes so you yanked some chains
Yet you couldn’t handle the noises it brang
Remember though the noise subsides
By showing off just what you hide
Their nothing like a final christening
To muffle the ears of all the listening
And my favorite part of this regretful game
Is to admit your good, just as I the same...

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or some kind of conduit
or some kind of hubble-bubble
perhaps a shower hose 

my daughter has learnt to say 'door'
she enjoys knocking her head on them
she dances to anything

i woke up wrapped in the mosquito net 
or maybe wrapped in the pipe where
schubert's songs came from  

i yanked the window off the wall
haven't replaced nor fixed it yet
looking for a window of opportunity...

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This was a night all pitchers hate.
He had trouble getting the ball over the plate.
When he did, the batters displayed their power.
The manager yanked him for an early shower.
This pitcher wanted to hide in an ivory tower.
In a few days, another game will come, fortunately.
Pitchers have no need for any memory.
He will just have to try all over again.
All baseball players are mere mortal men.
...

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Clouds fly by,
Like cars racing in the sky.

Storms roll in,
They bring rain again.

Tree limbs bend and sway,
Causing leaves to dance their own way.

The current in the lake is slow,
By the glistening you catch a direction of its flow.

Smoke and steam from factories roll,
To be yanked away as if paying with their soul.

In the distance an American Flag is waving,
As if to say hi to a country that might need saving....

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Drip, drip
Drip, drip
Melts the soiled soul onto
A dusty field of abandon

Fenced in by human limbed pickets
Yanked from the graves
Of broken hearts

Skeletal branched silhouettes
Clatter above the bloodless
Hole in the ground

The Ravens hide in the shadows
The shadows hide behind stone crops
The crops provide bountiful skulls

What is the illusion without a live audience?
Who, or what heard the solemn incantation of
Abra-Cadaver?...

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Grip it, rip it, stick it.
Bombed it, flopped it, topped it too.

Stay, sit, slice, scoot,
Run, kick, roll, draw,
Carry, fly, die, spin,
Watch the little ball go in.

Hop, get up, get down,
Break, oh please just bite,
Ah, the glories of the ball in flight.

On the screws, hit it pure,
Nailed it, straight and sure,
Chunked it, yanked it,
Shanked it, pulled...
Oh, it broke the other way,
Sorry guys I got fooled...
Not my day.


12/30/2017...

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Claiming Territory 



Amongst blades of grass
Stubborn weeds 
Spread adamant seed
standeth  proudly 
In its glory 
From its lips it utterth 
A song
Several generations strong 

A mirror of the sun 
Yanked from the earth
The mother birthed 
It , too, bleeds 
At its core
Where it’s heart beats 
It breaks  free through concrete
Making its presence known 
Navigating terrain 
Claiming  territory 



Marckincia Jean
07/30/2021
Free verse...

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When I saw them coming I knew what to do

Straightened out the white sheets and pulled my mask down, too.

When the doorbell rang I yanked it wide
 
Three sets of eyeballs stood there white eyed~

They didn't expect my ghostly "BOO"!



"Trick or Treat" one finally professed

My staring gaze...they thought me possessed.

I grabbed a handful of candy for each

And with an alabaster hand stretched out my reach~

I thought, "Another Halloween Conquest"!...

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