#kungfu poems on Hello Poetry

Zack Ripley Aug 2020

"I wish I could fight."
"You can."
"How? I don't know how
to punch or move."
"You fight with words.
It's called kung fu typing."
"Kung fu typing?
Did you just make that up?
Doesn't sound very cool."
"It's not supposed to be.
But if you master it,
you'll never need to worry
about not knowing
how to punch or move."

#punch #move #fight #kungfu #words #useyourwords #poetry

David John Mowers Jan 2017

The Jacket

Hesitant, yet we advance,
Each move, make us reconsider?
No man wish as first...

Don't take off the jacket!

The whistles, hoots, hollers are bewildering,
Move about in circle to confuse,
He tenses! We tense, -it is time!

He thrown down the jacket!

Two, then three, five more quickly,
Attempt, too close, to fast, reject us,
Dojo writhing, pain, on floor ache...

Watch him pick up jacket!

Fury fist of legs, he leaves; thank Doumu he leave us.

cultural demagoguery

Fight Japan!
Fight Indochina!
Fight The West!

#genius #fighting #brucelee #asia #kungfu #jeetkundo #drunk

Steve Page Nov 2016

DMZ-ing

Man, slow yourself down,
Why you walking so bold?
Stridin' like combat,
Rushin' to get old.

We'll get there together,
Just lift them quick eyes
Don't miss the already.
Breathe in the realised.

That's how you move:
Slide your kung fu,
Put down your fists
And take a close view.

Come and speak softly,
Hear the real you
And before you know it
You'll see the new true.

Thanks to Champion Jack Depree.

#slow #relax #kungfu

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