Best Packed Poems

I decided to turn around this morning,
stop spooning away the day 
Forget about mother nature, 
look much deeper into the grey
I could see late night approaching, 
and planet Earth speeding away 
When the unimaginable happened, 
God spoke! this is what he says

Your journey through life...

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You know when I think about it now and what I have to do,
a lot of you folk out there would have a bit of envy too;
you see I'm a 'lacky' for a vet, well a nurse I s'pose is true,  
and sometimes I...

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Wrote this because my wife and I both love dill pickles and eat one before bedtime most 
every night.

Haiku:

Cucumber on vine,
Pack them, process them, spice them
Birth of a pickle.

Here's another version that I like also.  Second line was suggested to me by Tim Ryerson...

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Leaving at midnight on a Greyhound, I'm excited I'll be seeing my baby sister's family for two days and watch my nephew perform in CATS. In my small safari travel bag, these things I have packed:

Deoderant and my toothbrush (will sponge off my nephew for...

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Loaded mind
with caotic thoughts
there is no 'satis'
like an overloaded bus
packed
like a little nest
crowded with birds 
big birds
noisy
uninterested sound
uncomforting zone
windy
cold
heat-hot like a burning gold
no rest
unfree
tranquility's absence
quest for peace
lack of bliss
like disturbed bees
up and down
hopeless time
internal crime.

Drencho POET Loads...

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As I gaze at my gorgeous lunch salad
sings to me a sonorous love ballad!
What’s dazzling about temporal food
that calls for this surreal mood?
The melting silk of shredded cheese,
the sharp crunch of leafy lettuce,
the crimson of tomatoes. All hold a spot arcane
tucked behind the corridors mundane,
oft...

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Grandma Francie had been a preschool teacher too long
She packed me a lunch one time when I was in sixth grade.
What are those? My tablemates asked as I rolled them out.
They were tiny bugs made out of apples, celery, dates and raisins.
I was humiliated and...

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Joe Doakes packed a pistol for protection
Tucked away in his pants, 'scaped detection --
   Had a girl named Meg
   Who flashed him some leg -- 
Joe's pistol turned into an e-rec-tion...

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Walked out a leaving door once welcome,

Goodbye waving from her streaming hair,

She's over me while I'm drowning under why,

Offered to carry old baggage she couldn't see,

Thought it was I that was weighing her down,

She didn't know her past was all laid on me,

Not quite Atlas...

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I put away yesterday, and packed it away,
I said good bye to live for today,
But today i had to clean, and i found you again,
pestering my heart even though your no longer my friend,
you never liked my words, even though they stood true,
you hid away...

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Choice, fair or foul, lay waits in a moment

Freewill is in the moment
Stillness is in the moment
Later and tomorrow is in the moment
Courage is in the moment
Complacency is in the moment
Tenacity and being intrepid is in the moment
History, mystery and strength is in the moment
Pain...

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I pack the backpack
then empty it
count again what I need,
discard the unlikely,
the unnecessary accessory.

I pack the backpack
shoulder it,
adjust the straps
remember to add a useful thing,
unpack and repack,
try to balance the weight,
smooth the angular,
tighten the loose.
Once again 
add another small but 
just maybe item
to the survival...

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I play the organ to a standing ovation~
         and my hymns are gifts

12/30/22

The Best Gift Poetry Contest

Sponsor-JCB Brul

1st...

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Around the swirling 
Pond
Is where you are 
Looking up at the 
Fascinating stars.
One by one they 
Disappear
All because of a 
Drop of a tear
Your hands reach 
Up in pain 
Wondering how 
You could have ever
Took this into vain
The words of yours
Have been adsorbed.
Always by the...

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packed with yesteryear's decorations...my smile...

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