Hovercraft Poems | Examples


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Combing the Crop

five bees blossom dance...

     hovercraft buzz bush roses -

          stolen honey dew

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(combing the crop)

How Sad

7/3/22



Still mulling
Soon to be culling
Something always pulling
The same can be said for lulling
As well as constant gulling
With little if any way of nulling 
From neglect sharpened objects began dulling

In a cage, behind a fence or unleashed
Still a bunch of sheep
One creep sunk teeth
Now the victim's family must weep
Rarely getting much sleep
It's been years not just some week
Does little good to just cheat
The answers run deep
But they do not come cheap
What was once bleak
Turned into treasure instead of a junk heap
Truth be told, it takes a lot of upkeep

Wow man
It's really gotten out of hand
Nearly everything is now a scam
Done through a screen and with a mousepad
How sad
Many in power still corrupted walking around like a proud man
For a long time, I was down bad

Took a tougher stance
Then I discovered that
It's a continual puppet dance
All these s get rich off other's backs
Slip up you'll go under fast
Not getting another chance
As they attempt to cover tracks
In comes a younger cat
Occasionally got to where need be by way of hovercraft

Premium Member Flight

Bubbles in the form of dancing smiles.
Up, up, up they go before they pop.
Belief in better days ahead - party
Block in parking lot, petting zoo out back.
Lean in and hear, “local library lends books.”
Energy of eager who’s, what’s, wise.
Synergy of flapping wings and tasty ices too.

Believing his birdy eyes — a crowd
Intentionally gathering. Naked faces!
Roar of hovercraft
Driven by remote control.

Duped, stupefied,
Robin uses his God-given wings,
Overzealous, to size up this intruder.
Now crowded in evening-blue, fore-twilight sky,
Epitaph of a salesman playing chicken.

5/22/2021


Premium Member Zazen

my head is calm
my space is zen
i glide and i meander

manoeuver in a psychic hovercraft
i’m in my private bubble
impervious to noise around me

blissfully cut off from outsiders
their bitter words are hollow
they're out there i'm in here

they're water off my duck’s back



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on January 28, 2020 for contest STRAND CHOICE 9 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  Honorable Mention

Beso

i was dead
feeling fine
floating e
motionally
sublime

but then if as
a hovercraft
she was above
me as i gasped
lovingly

somebody
some one
no it was
she took
my breath

away but
in turn has
taken me
to places
i've never

seen but
i'll book
another
trip if 
she's

with
me

Premium Member Spider Races Fox- -

When I thought of the fox he just escape out of the box;
The spider laughed while running on his hands;
It was heterodox insect with eight legs eating dark chocolate;
There stood a theistic hovercraft
They are perfumed from unseen spacecraft

Much I marvelled the propellant comet;
I am shorn of my vomit yet I sprew up the bird nest;
Somewhat louder than the grommet;
While I pondered, antinomian and palmate;
~
Run on little red fox
Run on don't watch the clock
Choose next line from the options below
Kayaking and kayaking with my chuck
Death shall bring hares

When I thought of the fox he just escape out of the box;
The spider laughed while running on his hands;
On a track the spider chases the fox


5/19/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.


Premium Member Machinating the Manger Scene

I dreamed once a future
with Mary and her long claws
suspended from a dragon body
captive and held by force field
hidden beneath a big cowled robe
saddened by a stainless steel trough
and a baby tended by robots.
Joesph busily scanned nametags
from angels misting purifiers.
The drummer boy stood by self-playing
digital drum and keyboard
while field hands guided home cattle
with drones directed by a joystick.
The tri-satellite video capture
appeared simultaneously 
on all earthling implants
and all tipped with a click and smile
but when the three kings zoomed in
from Mars on hovercraft, 
everyone reposted. Alas,
it was all an eggnog induced
hallucination cured by my analyst
mind wipe. Merry Christmas Techies.

11/24/2018

My Hovercraft Is Full of Eels

I'll try to tell you without my usual cant
that all I wanted was to go sailing with
Sherry Saturday morning but I can't!
My hovercraft is full of eels!

The watchman phoned when I was lying  
in bed to notify me of this.
I was shocked to find he wasn't lying!
My hovercraft is full of eels!

My good-will has been weakened
because of this horrid event
which completely ruined my weekend.
My hovercraft is full of eels!

These morbid creatures are serious
party-poopers. Remember!: Their
electricity is deleterious.
My hovercraft is full of eels!

My beloved Birthday present invaded by
these heinous monsters! I will have to buy  
a new one 'cause to this one I must say bye!
My hovercraft is full of eels!

Ghastly! You don't know how this feels!
My hovercraft is full of eels!

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