Strike Out Poems - Poems about Strike Out

On Strike On The Dock

On Strike On The Dock
 I didn’t have time today.
 I was shopping very late.
 People went on Strike.
 Run for your lives.
 Let's raid the grocery stores.
 They bought up all of the toilet paper.
 Let’s just panic.
 Wemight run out of ass wipes.
 O’ my.
 Just trying to survive.
 Raid the dollar store.

To strike and deliver'

I am as a hammer.' Weilded by God.' Upon the rockface of
False piety.' O're which human blood pours; in great floods.' In power i
Assail it.' With blows of great might.' I am come for this
Epoch..' at this deepest midnight'  I assault in this darkness every, twenty four hours.' The smoke from each
Impact echoes' deafening

One Strike and You're Out

Rarely has notoriety been more enjoyed 
than by the newly discovered asteroid. 
Our friend, 2024 YR4
has come knocking at our door. 
So, scientists trained a telescope 
and sadly had to give up hope - 
painted on that rock in words that seemed to shout - 
"one strike and you're out".

Strike Up The Ban

Strike Up the Ban

Who’s banning Gone with the Wind
Are they banning Huckleberry Finn
The Diary of Ann Frank might offend 
Some German who wasn’t born back then

Glooms of Gloomber Unsettling

She said his grin was as charming
 as a Shoebill Stock.
Warning others of his lack of
beauty and handsomeness.
His presence caused others
to feel spooked and haunted
creating a situation hard to ignore
and forget.
Nearing 3;45 the clouds
overtook the sunlight
a chilling darkness
took it's place. Glooming the 
edges of daytime
a start upon her face. He stood there
watching and waiting
with no

Limited capacity

With limited capacity
I write to you.
Poems, letters and say
whatever feels true.

With limited capacity
I face the God like world,
raise my flag and with limited strength 
I do go to war.

With limited capacity
I accept or deny.

With limited capacity
I had to come and I will bid goodbye.

Our stories, 
they never becomes invaluable,
we just follow the other's
with our ignorable

Elves on Strike

Just before Christmas, the elves went on strike.
Santa told them to go take a hike.
But after exchanges,
the elves all got raises...
and a fleet of shiny new mini-bikes.

Hunger Strike

Worried for the day
I sit at the table, too nervous to say
I must write a fable

With my pens in array
I look for my ladle
My hunger I must slay

My thoughts in disarray 
Worried my hunger could be fatal
I forget my paper, in my bed I lay

My stomach tied knots
If I was understood i’d earn my spot
For

Burning arrows strike the target

What can we expect from a government denying God's plan 
that which speaks in parseltongue the language of snakes 
this which is a skill that converses through black magic 
Pretending to care it focuses on taboo subject matter 
how blind has become the darkness surrounding these souls
They start shedding when the light illuminates their heart's

Strike 3

When you spit
into the face
of destiny
— eternity watches

(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)

'Grammar Police' Strike Again

    In a most stunning reversal of form
    The ‘grammar police’ took over a dorm

        Kicked out all the radicals
        Screamed, ‘You’re non-grammatical’

           ~ 

Strike Me Down

The peak of the spire left me wanting.
I welcome it all no matter how haunting.
Take in my Plagues.
Taken by Plagues.
Pathogens are airborne and live bloodborne.
Vector-borne injected, infected, will forever
remain undetected.
Foodborne now room warm can wait until
Those desperate dudes need food.
No matter the percentage of the Tithe.
No matter the amount of zeros provided.
No matter the cost

Final Strike

confusion overtakes you
as the fog swallows the leaves above
leaving wind soundless

when you boil the sea
rain falls
and yet you ask why

as a child 
shocked by thunder 
hiding like a rat

gnashing your teeth
on wood and wheat
seeking a retreat

death comes for your kin
like anthills in a concrete mold
boasting of great strength
yet in this moment eternal
the fear and confusion

Ban the Bombs

I'd love to ban bombs,
Let's do it with aplomb!
Chicks, go on strike.
No longer skirts to hike,
Starve men of meals and sex,
No more washing, cast the hex,
Create peace that way,
Freedom for Earth one day,
That's what I would change, 
Ban all bombs from our range,
Girls, peace is allowed,
Noble Jung be proud!

5 Strike

Strike!
The bright light goes,

-	and then silence.

Strike!
My heart quickens, 
Then silence

-	a lull in the storm. 

The rain patters,
The sheep baaa,
and all almost seems well…

Strike!
My heart rate quickens.

Strike!
Memories of sheet lightening across the sky!

Strike! -fear!

Strike! -shame!

Strike! -loss!

Strike!

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