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Rated: 18+ · Book · Philosophy · #2227028

Entries to The Daily Poem Contest.

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February 25, 2026 at 5:53pm
February 25, 2026 at 5:53pm
#1109251
Triple

Three wise men,
surely a crowd,
stabled again.

Three line tercet,
old but unbowed,
hardly surfeit.

Three threes are nine,
say it aloud,
bound without twine.

Three eyeless mice,
tailless but proud,
not very nice.



Line count: 12
Rhymed aba cbc dbd ebe
For The Daily Poem, 02.25.26
Prompt: Triple - written in tercets.
February 25, 2026 at 10:28am
February 25, 2026 at 10:28am
#1109237
Omission

It would be oh so apt
and irony be capped
if I made decision
to leave out omission.



Line count: 4
Rhymed aabb
For The Daily Poem, 02.24.26
Prompt: Omission.
February 25, 2026 at 10:15am
February 25, 2026 at 10:15am
#1109235
Never Mind the Lederhosen

Hell for leather
end of tether
light as feather
what’s the weather.

Through the heather
not or whether
that’ll sever
this endeavour.



Line count: 8
Rhymed!
For The Daily Poem 02.23.26 (admittedly very late)
Prompt: Leather.
February 23, 2026 at 11:32am
February 23, 2026 at 11:32am
#1109095
Tracey

Tracey the cat burglar
goes on the prowl,
packing her rucksack
with claw-foiling towel.

Tracey the cat burglar
striking at night,
comes like a phantom
with nary a light.

Tracey the cat burglar
clearing the ‘hood,
taking all felines,
the bad and the good.

Tracey the cat burglar
making it home,
if it weren’t for the cats
she’d be all alone.



Line count: 16
Rhymed abcb
For The Daily Poem, 02.22.26
Prompt: Illustration of girl with cat in a backpack.
February 22, 2026 at 10:34am
February 22, 2026 at 10:34am
#1108993
Crazy Paving

This how the lakebed has rumpled its sheet
shrunken by drought and silently raving
thirsting for rain in its baking hard soul
mud making patterns and glazed in the heat.

The Inca cuts and dissects his stones
fitting so tightly one to another
moulds and slices and smooths and sets
leaving us dreaming of playdough and goo.

Jigsaw puzzles and games of Mahjong
somehow I think that we’re getting it wrong
if nature can play such mind-blowing games
technology laughs and then goes up in flames.



Line count: 12
Sorta free verse but a chant ending in a rhyme
For The Daily Poem, 02.21.26
Prompt: Photo of dried and cracked mud - don’t use clay, cracked, dry, parched.
February 21, 2026 at 11:37am
February 21, 2026 at 11:37am
#1108927
The Truth About Andrea

Her fingers move with ne’er a tremor,
that is my wife, she’s quite a hemmer.

And if we think of things like knitting,
her skill with yarn is really fitting.

But if you want the actual truth,
another talent she’s had from youth.

My lady writes as though an angel,
with words so apt it’s almost painful.

That’s how we met - she’s such a fighter,
I tried but could not beat the blighter.

But then at last we fought no longer,
together now we both are stronger.



Line count: 12
Rhymed couplets
For The Daily Poem, 02.20,26
Prompt: Tremor - write in couplets.
February 20, 2026 at 11:49am
February 20, 2026 at 11:49am
#1108868
Dissonance

Driven to despair
I seek solace in the humdrum
a truck at an open door
the promise of a quick getaway

If only the wall weren’t orange
and the door red
so angular the truck
and powder blue

Straight lines and curves
designs of yesterday
shouting in the silence
and the boom of distant thunder.



Line count: 12
Free verse
For The Daily Poem, 02.19.26
Prompt: Photo of blue truck at red door - use one sound in your poem.
February 19, 2026 at 11:09am
February 19, 2026 at 11:09am
#1108789
Excuses

More haste less speed
just do the deed,
so get it done
and on the run.

It’s no wonder
I often blunder,
all this hurry
makes me scurry.

But take your time
there’ll be no crime,
the extra care
makes something rare.

And if I’m late,
beyond the date,
the word is ever
that is better than never!



Line count: 16
Rhymed aabb
For The Daily Poem, 02.18.26
Prompt: Hurried - one line must contain five words.
February 17, 2026 at 11:28am
February 17, 2026 at 11:28am
#1108581
Floating

What a wonderful word is “floating”
the favourite of anyone boating;
I am less in favour of thinking
of terrible thoughts like “I’m sinking.”

On seeing the prompt for today,
my mind nearly forced me to say
something concerning what “floaters”
means to those who never are boaters.

My mouth will always melt butter
and my mind is used to the gutter.



Line count: 10
Rhymed aabb
For The Daily Poem, 02.17.26
Prompt: Floating.
February 17, 2026 at 10:53am
February 17, 2026 at 10:53am
#1108579
Pets

If they serve you up something furry
(that’s by feel as my eyesight’s blurry)
better hope it’s a cat not a mouse
rodent families will soon fill the house.

There’s a chance it might be a dog
which is better by far than a hog
as canines are totally loyal
whereas piggies care only for soil.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For The Daily Poem, 02.16.26
Prompt: Photo of cat sitting on a counter.

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