Best Inch Poems
"Nine Inch Nails, Ten Pins and the Purl Stitch"
She takes the cake
they offer, chewing too rapidly,
she Shrews when she speaks
I’ll beat warpath drums, she says,
no mistake
I’m a groper ... goody two shoes
she says
mouth wide open
songs problematic
she's done and she's gone
a stitch loose in the weave
drop one pearl one
dropped
gone
for kissing small bait in the shallows
she circles her quarry
bites their backs
she sits astride
the legs of a hot gripping story
sits like a monkey
begging for peanuts
she spits in comments
I'm thoroughly congruent
in moments of questionable torrent
I am all here
dear boy
dear girl
knit one
drop one pearl hooray
I am all here, here hearing
all seeing, all knowing
I throw it back
and I’ll give you
the crux of the crutch
all knowing
make no mistake.
my good god
I don’t care
I don’t care
do we care?
I don’t care.
truly I eat their sour pears,
place more wax in my ears
she throws pearls
decorously adorning
the minds of sows’ rears
left wing molting
a mouth full of feathers
right wing feeding them
she’s all knowing
bling bling bling bling
bling bling
bowling ball glowing
Ten pins
preparing minds
sharp needles
and yarns
Purl Stitch
knit one,
drop one
knit one
drop one
win
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
“Ram” – Paul, Linda Mcartney
https://youtu.be/dQwdanGKILI
We're so sorry, uncle Albert
But we haven't done a bloody thing all day
We're so sorry, uncle Albert
But the kettle's on the boil
And we're so easily called away
Hands across the water, water
Heads across the sky
Hands across the water, water
Heads across the sky
"Sit by my side, and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger."
"There's small choice in wrotten apples".
"If I be waspish, best beware my sting.”
A story in The Times about
Admittance into clubs
Discussed the people who’d get in –
No luck for average schlubs.
You have to dress in certain clothes
And have the right cachet;
If not, you’ll not get past the rope,
No matter what you say.
What really got to me the most,
Describing women’s dress,
Was mentioning the shoes they’d need
To guarantee success.
Of course, they must be “Christians” -
That’s Louboutins, soled in red;
Or else Manolo Blahniks
May be strutted in, instead.
In either case, the shoes should have
No less than five-inch heels!
I wonder if the bouncer at the club
Knows how that feels.
‘Cause even in my younger days,
When cool styles I’d embrace,
If I wore five-inch heels, I’d end up
Flat upon my face!
I hate the whole idea of clubs
Where bouncers pick and choose
The patrons they’ll allow inside –
Based solely on their shoes!
Heaven has not left
the long dead bone,
alert mouse whiskers,
still move the seven seas.
At the beginning and the end
there is nothing to come,
that has not come and is.
Mammoths stride
a thousand leagues,
over a single blade of grass.
One small sparrow -
an Ark for infinity.
All that is,
is but one single event.
The speckled hen
lays worlds within worlds.
The unbridled beaks of seagulls,
unlock a book,
of common prayer.
One inch at a time at her very slow pace,
I could not spy her fuzzy face.
Orange and black she crawled along.
To the Tiger Moth family she’d soon belong.
Enjoying dandelions and miniature clover, she seemed to be scolding my toe to move over. "I can predict how winter will be,” she whispered softly and gently to me, then hibernate like a squirrel in a tree” "One inch at a time, at my very slow pace, I can never join in any race, I always move at a very slow pace" repeated the woolly caterpillar with poise and grace.
“Now sweet dreams” she professed, “I rest my case”
When a challenge feels like a hex
won’t even try, it’s too complex
take this approach, it is a chinch
Little by little – inch by inch
First impressions are often wrong
solution found, before too long
the proven way, when in a pinch
Little by little – inch by inch
Complex issue, when broken down
a set of basics is what’s found
take on the task without a flinch
Little by little – inch by inch
There’s never a goal out of reach
if you’ll just practice what I’ve preached
let this concept be one you clinch
Little by little – inch by inch
Earthworm creeps along,
recent rains invite it to explore
the wonders of the outdoors,
a robin eyes the early morning
morsel with its slithering and segmented
movement while circling above its prey,
every inch is a mile for the worm
as it reaches an oaken bucket on the
saturated ground while its feathery hunter
swoops down for its early morning carnivorous feed,
the worm with its cilia senses an opening
underneath the old and misshapen bucket
as it hides from its predator----another typical
day for the early worm.
.
As the leaves from the trees
in Autumn
all over the ground
not an inch uncovered
so my love for you
with my fingers
my lips
my words
not an inch of your body
uncovered
Turning to face reality
a mirror tells no lie,
with no way to hide it
how can one even try
The image of myself
not one of perfection,
and still I can see you
in that gray reflection
Every inch of yourself
was not meant to be seen,
the wise woman knows
what is hidden in between
Every inch it overlaps
what matters most to me,
holds more importance
than what a mirror can see
Inner beauty and passion
the heart and the brain,
never facing rejection
though feeling the pain
The blind leave the scars
though cuts cannot deflate,
nor jokes that may crush
will not hold any weight
So if when alone one day
you still find yourself blue,
promise you'll remember
I love every inch of you.
blue jay’s desire
her predicament is dire …
inch worm on a wire
The wind
Sudden bluster
Lever, balance, employ
Changing direction without thought
Pull-down
Wearing her nine-inch stiletto heels,
stylized and polished to a high gloss:
she absolutely loves how she feels.
In her high, sexy shoes, she strikes awe
within the hearts of unwary men
who get tongue-tied, as they hem and haw.
Granted, nine-inch heels may seem extreme:
but this seductive siren on stilts,
comes off as anything but mainstream.
In heels, she stands out above the crowd,
leaving some women green with envy:
while for the most part, men are left, wowed.
LIFE CYCLES BY INCH CRAWINGG CATERPILLAR TO A RADIANT BEAUTIFUL COLORFUL BUTTERFLY
life cycles by inch
crawling caterpillar grows
by inch life cycles
crawling inch by inch
caterpillar spawn scoots on
inching, inching on
nibbling off leaves
flowers, grasses, flowers, trees
now beautiful Butterfly now flies
soaring bright adorn
life cycle butterflies flies
colorful insect
5/08/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Nine Inch Nails, Brain Pain
Nine Inch Nails Driven In My Brain
I stopped waiting on earthen fruit,
guns to fire but I can not shoot.
Nine inch nails driven into my brain,
snails crawling in thick bloody rain.
I stopped asking for sweetened lies,
sickness baked within hollow pies.
Cuts embraced to feel the sweet pain,
stick in deep, let red be the stain.
I stopped begging for more misery,
you that laughed at my mercy plea.
Seven inch blades twisted to bleed,
answers never given when I plead.
I stopped begging so very damn long ago.
You that lie to feed your deceitful show!
Robert J. Lindley, rewrite 07-06-2015
A little forthright butternut fruit cake was sat on embroidered picnic rug. Basking in the sun whilst chatting to a jam pot. Beyond the knitted trees of custard lays the artichoke of buttered llamas. To decipher a stone is to roll over sixty three times down a mountain but mountains mumble making musical mantras and who would dare to dangle off a ledge wearing a seventy kilo saucepan hat? Sandcastle secretions of a purple hue hide the frolicking worms in sombreros. Never ever bark at kettles or neigh at the toaster for this carries as much weight and power as throwing oneself up into the air wearing a rubber ring and landing on the roof of a nearby hotels. Hotels are neither hills nor heaped hummus humps. And no riot of silver backed whales ever really formed in a bubble bath for they prefer the jacuzzi at this seasonal point. Icy glowing embers in a carpet of fish scales are sure to entice cardboard curtains. The wide footprint of a semi aquatic reindeer stands true in sands despite tides. Toads can swim over eighty miles down roads and the roads are arenas of giant mildew which call out greetings to sessional groups of fox musicians who gather with rabbits in the hedgerows to entertain the otherwise grey flows. Inverted igloos ingesting ivy ignoring inky island inhabitants. Hahaha the horses are Trapezing with the square cattle. Hahaha leg handed left wing mirror winking at a cone line. Xxxxx atmospherically z z z z z