Short Racked Poems

Columbus sailed
The ocean blues
And racked up
Plenty IOU’S
...

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He is racked with pain 
And I cannot really help him 
Pray he recovers...

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i felt
green
on my back

all
the
balls racked

she
knew
the cue

my
lucky
break...

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If age is just an arbitrary number racked up in years,
then why does it bring so many...
to so much uncontrollable tears?...

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My itty bitty brother Billy

Was sometimes funny sometimes silly

Tried to stand on his head 

But got racked up instead 

So now he has to ice his willy...

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Write about “Any Poem” she said,
I racked and wrecked my poor head. 
What form should I choose?
Oh PS, she’s not in my shoes,
So it’s best that I retire to bed....

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There was this week a Supermoon
The sky lit by its color of burnt umber
I was eclipsed from this awesome sight
Racked and tired, I was in slumber.


written for contest:    10/1/15...

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Eerie grinding sounds rise from my knees.
Heavy housework’s no longer a breeze.
Though I’ve seen better days,
I must give myself praise.
Parts of me aren’t yet racked by disease.
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A limerick obsession is my ball and chain
My body's all aching and racked with pain
Can quit anytime
So I mustn't whine
I'll be singing and laughing and be normal again...

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A limerick obsession is my ball and chain
My body's all aching and racked with pain
Can quit anytime
So I mustn't whine
I'll be singing and laughing and normal again


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Impact On Brain No Longer Intact

After our brains had been racked and racked,
Again we would try to determine total impact;
Were shrewd;
Really rude;
We heard news and no longer remained intact.

Jim Horn...

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Didn't get around to writing a poem today
racked my brain, but can't think of a single word play
allowed too much other stuff to get in my way
with all that's on my heart, where's my communique?
now here I am, without a single rhyme to say! :O...

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Wrapped in bandages, I can hardly see.
But I know there's a world waiting for me.
I'm lucky to be alive; I know that as fact.
But for friends I've searched. 
My mind, I've racked.
So I sit above my grave
listen to a dirge
and I wait
for a new life to emerge....

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Absolutely anything - the best thematic shot,
What an opportunity to one entangled plot!
I racked my true detective brain,
All trains of thought ran overstrain,
Limerick that lacks a story substance all I got.

Contest: Absolutely Anything
Sponsor: Shreya LN

January 23, 2022...

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As my eyes dwindled on the first glimpse
helplessness racked a stifled heartbeat.
It was there I set my foundations,
my structure for a hope strong tower 
that would shield you from fates cruel blows.
My love for you was evident,
it seen me through the darkest days.
You held my heart in them searching eyes....

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Find me at six, lost hope, feel all at sea
without it, life has no depth, set me free
of memories, heart is racked with the pain
think all is lost, ne’er to touch again.
Wait, I think that you're near, hear my plea
when you’re ready, I am, please find me.


Syllables Per Line:	10 10 10 10 10 10

penned 17  January 2017...

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A Song is -- 

  Not words on paper
    or a tune from the lips
  To reflect moments poignant
    is never lickety-split

  I've racked my brain 
    searched my soul
  Still no results
    and I'm getting old

  It's time, I feel
    to take a real chance
  To knock on the door of my heart
    and invite her to dance...

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When you hit life’s low
in deep confusion
of which it seemed no end,
I recall you thanking God
for one’s family also I
your grandson a very good friend.
Whilst your body racked with pain
torment you could not hide
an instance of loving charms,
when from your heart
a welcome sincere
within ever open arms.

© Harry J Horsman  2010...

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Minds on fire 
bodies racked with pain 
Eyes bleary 
Every day it seems 
that the great checkerboard 
of day and night 
has us in its grip 
Where do we come from?
Where are we going?
These questions fill the air 
It seems that we are on a treadmill 
Like Sisyphus 
we face frustration 
But we can change 
the path we are on 
if we play our cards right...

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I chanced to walk amongst the roses
and saw reflections within my heart
ghosts of hidden entities that
were so much a part of me-

Lost in sacred illusion
and crying within my soul
thorns that racked my being
deliverance from the eternal whole-

Sunlight within my refuge
sheltered beyond the morning dew
rivers etched in scattered time
bespeaks of love forever true-...

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This time of year is significant
For what Lent represents
But I have racked my brains
And don’t know what to give up for lent
I really don’t know what to give up
I don’t have a sweet tooth
And I neither smoke nor drink
No vices at all and that’s the truth
So despite its significance
For what Lent represents
I have come to the conclusion
It’s easier just to give up lent...

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The clown in him thought, 'It's Limerick Time!'
Couldn't come up with a single darn line --
   Poor guy racked his brain
   Went nearly insane -- 
Saw that the second darn line didn't rhyme

He decided to write him a sonnet
Texted Shakespeare for free advice on it --  
   Willy didn't text back
   Our friend thought, 'What a hack' --
Have to place a bee in the Bard's bonnet...

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I don't want the rags to riches
I don't want a brand new car
and you can have the cozy comforts
I don't need them by far
I'll trade my earthly treasures
for the streets of solid gold
God will take this broken body
worn and torn as it grows old
I don't want the daily living
with my body racked with pain
but I'll take my Father's promise
cause I'll have so much more to gain......

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The old red barn once stood proud
Against the storm, paying
Its own way with the Mail Pouch
Sign, brimming with hay
It staved winter's starving chill
A vanguard of stubborn will.
But now the storms have racked
The bones and flailed the bloody flesh
Torn away the shingles and
Raked across the giant yellow letters,
Letting in the cold and bitter air
Left the rubble for the vacant stare....

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I wandered round my dome
unable to get my pen down
I looked in the sky
It was clouded to my sight
I racked my brain
It was busy snoring
I looked at my side
but saw nobody
not even my shadow
my mind was silent like the dead of the night 
my ears were deaf to my snorting 
I forced my lead down but got stand still 
I decided to write out of nothing 
for the mood of a poet brings out creativity....

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