Ing Poems

ing

The sun is burning
Population growing
Poverty pulsing
Rich repeating
Man-beating
One meeting
Fleeting
Ding.

Phone alerts ringing
The chorus is singing
Fear is clawing
Up our throats, feasting
Least of all, dying
The moon is rising
While the Earth is spinning
Heads are pounding
Bosses are hounding
No more housing
Delousing 
Ping.

The microwave meal is ready for eating
Time for feeding
Has your skin been shedding?
How’s the fat shredding?
Oh you’re still driving?
No that’s not

In this ing world of false smiles and obligatory happiness

In this ing world of false smiles and obligatory happiness,
I am the drunkard who refuses to wash his brain with cheap optimism.
I let the wave of filth flood over me, soaking my broken shoes and tired soul,
While everyone else s themselves with feigned joy.
No, I will not "get over it," damn it! I will stay

Verb-ing

Written by Gail Debole
November 26, 2024

Adding "ing" to nouns has taken over the town.
English Traditionalists - turn your frowns upside down.

"Being an adult" is now one word.
We are all "adulting" or haven't you heard?

So I guess the next noun to be "verbed"
Is that a child is "childing" or is that absurd?

All languages evolve through the

Text-ing

Eyes obstructed, where miles go 
So important, who we kill intentionally 
Even ourselves, risk to injury 
To death do we die desire 
In our own mind silent misery 
Living a life we take, if not our own 
Text-ing, a straight neck deadly society 

They drive and text, walk and text 
Even on a call and

flicker ing flicker

"flicker ing flicker"


wait for the

dancing 
candle 
can

dance 
if you 
want

it to

but

...

..

.

Creek-ing

The muddy water creek-ing along pines
meandering, windless scene
absurd, acerbic, honed.

Zero-ing in

Ground zero?? Zero tolerance?? Carbon zero??
Zero vision?? A catchisam of the green-religion??
You don't need a passport.!! Not if you've been
Max-xed.! To stay in your country, district, flat!!
Or to enter.!! From wherever! Oh so strange?? In fact
On observation this seems most de-ranged.!!
Yet  maybe however??  its just ( my theory? ) and
We will be assured

Lack of ing Soul

My soul has been burning
as though what used to flow through me
has dripped to a close,
A dry spout without any
where to go.
Without that wet, raw power
flowing through my veins, without any heart to pump it,
It allowed all the fires of the oblivion to light.
Without any flaws that stick rigid 
 in my eyes,
Without any holes

Midterm-Ing

It’s a beautiful day, like a hole in perpetual winter. We rode bikes around campus - everyone was out. When it’s cold I just go place to place but today reminded me that outdoors can be fun. Of course, it’s supposed to snow tomorrow night - just a few snow atoms, I think.

Lisa was laying

You Are - Much More

I
A day, a blessing, misshapen
Careless words, good deeds overtaken
You rise, we rise: building on the trough
Cresting arrested; environment looks tough
We cannot fall further, sink lower
We remain connected, no matter the matter
Mother and child, ocean & waves, eternally
Somewhere deeper, Universe is you and me

II
You were cresting, dancing with siblings
Environments include YOU,  both creating
A win-win world,

So Hard To Feel Other-Wheres Part 2

I
The You that tells various organs to start, end, adjust secretions, and your lungs to do respiration while you sleep ... will easily join SPACE where it all is ( where it's at!)

 II
You and I are "allowing" the universe a human experience; just as waves allows the entire ocean to experience & absorb individual

Not Sp-Here-Ing the Truth

Our earth rotates with a wobbly spin.. could that be
Indicative of the presence of sin? Not perfect yet living
Maybe that's so.? yet here's another truth many won't know'
A ball of Release was created and run where the sun
Starts to shine, while in the earth's north; there is none'
Reports from dead media, deny it was done.?
Yet

Around Weather-Ing Heights

I
Wolves howl, wonderfully if eerily, as winds -
Under the weather when weather is artic
One least expects this clime in the tropics
His tin roof resists, rattles, reverberates 
Wrapping a cloak more tightly, he falls to his knees
The spiders, sparrows, and starlings cohabiting hear, "LORD, please -
Save my roof. I can't afford to lose mine." By degrees
The

Out of Ing

My back’s in the sun with a ring-a-ling-ding
Have to admit I am doing my thing
I sit outside with couch, but no vase of Ming
The dog and cat are here, bringing me bling

I hear a cardinal alight with a teensy ping
She begins to open her beak to try to sing
The cat jumps up and she takes

Morn and Even Ing

Morning to give it’s ending 
Ing....thing 
Evening to bring 

Evening to give it’s ending
Ing....thing 
Morning to bring

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