Best Batteries Poems
As time shortens
The aisles fill
Hollow-eyed scavengers
Prowling ransacked shelves
The challenge
Of the “tic-toc” clock
Santa will get the credit
They will get the debit
As they sit deluded
Batteries not included
Batteries Not Included
They sit – idle memories – languishing
crusted filth - a city’s weeping gutters.
Detritus of fast food disposal clings
to scentless bloodied thorns of tear soaked rose,
future maple trees sailing sewer bound,
adrift on a city’s polluted dreams.
Yellow lights a-swirl on oil slickened streets
highlight a scrawny stalking alley cat
sad mime back arched on a red brick facade.
Cold shush of tires on icy pavement
hissing at the joy of dancing snowflakes,
chilled chatter of recycling’s shopping carts.
Barrier reefs of soft restaurant lights
deflect the silent hardness of the night.
Wet dogs shiver in the blue cell phone light,
taut leashes battling absent owners
check for “Pee-mail” on “Face Book” fire hydrants.
Puddles torment the feet of passersby,
tempting the feet of children and adults
dampening the spirits of the homeless.
Gutters, siphoning off a city’s soul,
seeking salvation from a moonless night
in search of a coldly distant sunrise.
12/27/2016
submitted to – Form – B – Poetry Contest
Doors locked
blinds closed
removed the plug
from the telephone.
No one home.
Peter Dome.copyright.2014 .Jan.
“Batteries not included,” She said.
Which seemed obvious to me;
Maybe a reason she was unwed,
I mean how laconic can one be?
Till to wind her up you know I thought,
Without them batteries knowing;
And yes a charge so I got
As I tried to get her going.
Maybe I could plug her in
And she would get a tiny boost;
All I hoped for was a simple grin,
And so it was, her I goosed.
Yeah, old batteries not included, man,
Suddenly seemed much more sunny;
A good goose and here I am,
Living with the Energizer Bunny.
Here's a story that's one for the books
A tale that's really quite odd
Turned out the lights in our hotel room
And journeyed to the land of Nod
Woke up next morning bout seven a.m.
Anxious to get back on the road
Packed our things and went to check out
Started to get a feeling of forebode
Doors to the lobby were locked up tight
Not a soul to be seen anywhere
Thought to myself this is really strange
Usually there's people everywhere
Noticed the watch on my wrist had stopped
It was reading five fifteen AM
Damn thing needs new batteries I thought
So we get back on the road again
Not a lot of cars which seemed a bit strange
It was still pretty dark outside
Passed a sign which gave the correct time
And I couldn't believe my eyes
Nearly ran off the road as I checked it out
Five twenty-four the sign read
The clock in the room was out by two hours
Could've still been asleep in bed!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Love is like a remote
It's never there when you look for it
But once you find it
And push its buttons
You gain control
So you will know finally
use your ears ‘til they’re boiling;
Gather knowledge faithfully
until that skill set’s glowing;
Soon you will be addicted
to this creative bouquet;
Batteries not included,
got to walk down this highway.
He was fearful that if he fell asleep,
lithium batteries in his cells would leak.
A new prescription his psychiatrist wrote
and that's how he started on Depakote..
His ups and downs were hard to endure.
One day he seized on the kitchen floor.
There wasn't a history of seizures before.
In time he grew so darn depressed that most
mornings he could barely get dressed.
His psychiatrist put him on Vraylar.
Soon he was flying high, like a rock star.
Eventually became delusional and wrecked his car.
The psych. scribbled while drumming one thumb,
and put him back on his Lithium.
People stop blaming "the elevator man."
He's taking his meds. He sticks to the plan.
These power packs come in sizes that are various.
The contraptions they supply energy to are numerous.
In flashlights, hearing aids, calculators, and radios,
among other things are where a battery goes.
Direct current comes in D, C, double and triple A.
There are rechargeable ones, and alkalines you throw away.
Each convenient little dry cell entity,
provides an easy means of electricity.
Batteries give machines portability.
What is now commonplace was once a luxury.
One thing has been noticed by this poet.
Batteries are zapped of their strength before you know it.
They do not seem to have too much energy.
Ones we buy today are of inferior quality.
In a short time, I go back to the store,
and spend a small fortune to get some more.
It’s hard to find a toy
That doesn’t run on double A’s,
A toy that lets imagination
Rule how someone plays.
I’m sick of toys that talk or sing
Or oink or quack or moo
And that’s the iceberg tip
Of what these modern toys can do.
A simple truck or doll or train
Lets children take control
As they navigate a made-up world -
And isn’t that the goal?
For those bells and all those whistles
They would likely leave behind
If presented with a good old-fashioned toy,
So hard to find.
Batteries
Included with your purchase,
items of importance,
things you might
have forgotten,
at the last minute.
Gifts that have…
no marked down price,
no lesser quality,
and a shelf life,
longer than bread.
A kiss,
a hug,
a smile,
a laugh,
a hand written note, a hand drawn
picture, a made up joke, a poem, a
song, a Chinese hand cuff, a film
fish for
your
hand,
a saved
hanky,
in a
red
velvet,
fine
jewelry
box…
One, two, three,
many, many, generations,
cherished together,
history and tradition,
savored and spared,
by Our Savior,
paid for with
“Grace”.
Something
we could never,
understand.
Only
that we,
are
His!
It is more often true than not,
Batteries are not included
For this, I can empathize
It's hard when you are excluded!
If batteries are found missing
Please put some in, without adieu
They are deserving to be there
And it's just the right thing to do!
He invented things
all sorts of things
Electronic things
that were usefully
and novel
More things than he
probably will be credited
for
He created or recreated
God's gift to man
the dog
He created a tree with a
tethered horse.
Perfect likeness to the
real thing.
His mindset was off the grid
Something that would
add to securing people
By giving them access to
by monitoring those unseen parts
of there property
He'd walk the horse and dog to
The tree and leave them there
Even the tree could walk
They were programed with
a honning device that
adhered gps monitoring
and cameras
Folk got wind of these devices
and people started looking
at his inventions differently
Someone found away to control
the horse, dog, and tree
through usage of remote control
He didn't install a overhaul switch
and by the time things happened
it was to late.
From the novel, "Fiance-man.....Fiancee-woman
Written by Joseph William Curtis IV and
Alexander Francis Muttlle - Brime
No Phone an no Facebook,
I got nuthin t' haul,
I'm carryin only,
My heart full of love,
an' that weighs nuthin at all.
No i Pad or i Pod,
No tablets for me,
Jus' got me memories,
I'm travelin' light as can be.
Don't 'ave a gameboy or PS3
Aint an XBox registered to me.
Some chalk and a pebble out in the street
Chalked up numbers and hopped on your feet.
Drew a circle on the ground,
All the kids crowding round, just to see,
Who was best at playin' allies,
Sometimes it was me.
Flat *** packets, we knew all the brands,
If you flicked and covered one or two,
They were soon in your hands.
For hours we played at the corner,
The winners would shout with glee,
The game only over when called in for tea.
The girls did the rope skipping, They could juggle too,
Two and three balls against the wall,
Then up went a leg and down went a ball,
Caught by deft hands as it came off the wall.
Three bits of kindling and one for the top,
The game of cannon as I recall,
They were placed against the wall,
Knocked down with a ball,
© Dave Timperley October 2018
About four years ago when I first lost my dad..
Grief stricken and shocked and way to sad..
As days passed my wife would tell me that this
snow globe we had would some times play..
I would always shug it off and go my way..
As weeks passed and life seemed a litle brighter..
I would sit at this piano and play to a mood so lighter..
As I finished I got up and walked across the room..
I turned to hear Fur Elise being played in tune..
I picked up the snow globe to turn it down...
Only to realize there were no batteries to be found..