Long Items Poems
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Lies in a landfill memories represented
With withered flowers that never reached
The recipient hands , the photographs discarded
To behind a stage that is preferred to leave in the past
Or toys of grown up children replaced with technologic gadgets.
Trash can trucks empties garbage and items
Thrown away to close cycles meaning from broke up
Relationships, reaching a more mature age or restart a new life
Mixed with waste, meaningless to trash collectors
That continue their daily labors with the inclement weather.
When the ability to write manifested itself among the many learned minds, accounting, and recordkeeping too, had manifested as what has become known to be called, history.
The routine breakdown, and the frequency in some reflective properties via some periodic order post-prehistory, as the assorted is gathered and assembled for review and interpretative insights, thus creating the effects and all that is belonging to that particular portion of history.
Remembering and placing events, people, and places, all of that, sorted out history.
The discoveries that were established, explorations of findings, investigating quests, and figuring out enigmas, such became part of history.
A miscellany of items and artifacts of life during any given period is a form of physical purpose to history.
A common source becomes noticeable and formidable as an organization, a religious order, a political party, a civil association, an action group, or a school recital, whether they be big or small, they are all part of history.
When events present themselves, as to how it is articulated and expressed, the wherefores and whereof, are indicators given to history.
How we treat some exceptional thing, our rendition of it, and our particular point of view, like understanding its artistic values, are intricate matters for the basis of history.
The changing of the nexus, fads, styles, precepts, and concepts; specifically, for this writing, nowadays interpretation concerning one's gender, meaning, 'Herstory' too, makes history.
Is pizza a breakfast food? Damn right it is!
It'll soon be on IHOP's menu
They'll have an item called “Pizza Benedict”
Topped with a sweet syrupy goo!
If you haven't tried it, don't go “eeeew”
It'll put hair on your chest for sure
You ladies will need a depilatory cream
For us guys, it'll add some allure
Bacon Temptation Omelette's a favourite
But when served on a pizza crust
It'll be one of IHOP's popular items
Pizza flavoured hash browns are a must
There's no accounting for people's tastes
Elsewhere, they must think we're nuts
Pizza is a real staple where we live
Probably why we have such big guts
Is pizza a breakfast food? Damn right it is!
The yummiest breakfast food going
With bacon and eggs and pizza sauce
My love for this dish is overflowing!
Those L O N G Register Receipts
I move up as next on the line.
She checks out my rations just fine.
Some milk, eggs, and bread
are pushed up ahead
when packer, to bag, does assign.
But then, my receipt, oh my lord,
keeps coming and coming, I'm floored!
For sure, half-yard long...
I'm thinking what's wrong?
Three items grants me this reward?
A chance to win thousands someday
if I take an hour-long survey.
Some coupons to use
that somehow, I'll lose;
a waste of good paper, I say!
A web address I can go to,
to comment if checker came thru,
with service that's good...
did all that she should;
for that, print more coupons in view.
So glad to get this off my chest,
for here in my household at rest,
long twirls of receipts...
for me are no treats.
Such stupid waste still unaddressed!
Sandra M. Haight
~4th Place~
For "What Gobsmacks, Bamboozles and Confuses Me"
Contest sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
Judged: 11/11/2018
A List Of Things To Forget
If it is the sole purpose of the mind to define
The mind as such, simply a connecting organ
To keep order in all there is, all the time
Let’s get going with a list of everything there is
Starting from A to Z…. There….Done…That was simple
I can’t remember to forget or forget to remember everything
But there are trees and fish and living things for the list
Crystals, pistols, rocks and not so living items to add
I can’t forget God or there’s no eternity for me
So He goes on
And forget about the devil
He follows everywhere with lists of everything demonic
Mountains and pins go on the list
Both are easy to remove if need be
And I can always add them later
I almost forgot about math
I’ll need it to count stars and planets if it comes to that
The most important things on the list today;
Milk and eggs and bread
If I forget the eggs
My wife will beat my ass instead of them
So, *Not on the list of things to forget
They stay on and on the tip of memory
Even if it takes more energy
Hay is crinkling in various places
The candle stump stares solemnly
Beyond the moon nocturnal vault
A groan floats in the air, rewon by gag words.
The trees climbed the hill and over it
Golden light shone via withered stalks of the fields
Form a truss around haphazardly spread items
A gray stone protrusion anchored in the soil.
You can grasp soft light before it turns into fire
Embrace the dawn limbs that wish not to leave
Wigwag with guttural grunts and groans
A song is famous for mixing notes.
When the moon lights up the forest
Insight vibrates with comfort and grace
Shadows provide healing and nightly perks
After teasing, stars micturate dreams to reality
Crossing the dense green is bliss.
Stamina allows for both movement and rest
The meadow cures you with brightness
Clearing in the woods is a mainstay.
4th place contest winner
Written: February 10, 2023
The Clearing Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: craig cornish
The craft fair had some high-end things,
Just waiting for a buyer.
My friends found items that they knew
They needed to acquire.
Though I relished all the looking,
Nothing seemed to call my name;
I took pleasure in the purchases
Of others, just the same.
After lunch and conversation,
We gave hugs and said goodbyes
But a text an hour later
Really took me by surprise.
Seems a newly-purchased bracelet,
One my pal could not resist,
Simply fell apart as she rode home
And tumbled from her wrist.
Sure, she has the crafter’s email
And she’ll try to get in touch
But it kind of spoiled the afternoon
We’d all enjoyed so much.
Guess we never know if something
Is a product to endorse
Though today my lack of buying
Means no ownership remorse!
(thanks to my husband for the title)
If you are new to Wainuiomata,
There are some things it is good to know.
If you lose your Wallet,
Don't panic,
Continue with your picnic,
The Wallet will most likely find its way home.
No harm will come to you,
If you give a nod or cheery hello,
To those who on the street pass you.
If you are only shopping for a few items,
You will generally be moved to the front of the Que.
If your IQ is not too emotional,
And you wear a mask.
Owners of dogs,
Are usually trained well by their pets.
The weather can be quite tricky,
And if you see a few rain clouds,
Don't think it means you can opt out of mowing your lawns.
It took us thirty years to get it right,
But some have been known to do it in twenty.
Tribute To A Grocery Cart
I see it outside the store
Wait for me
Calling to me
Offering to help my aching feet
Making it easier to walk the aisles
But, I know it is evil
It knows just how much money I have
Not a penny less or a penny more
It leads me past the cookies
Past the candy
And past all the things I shouldn’t eat
Then it takes me to the register
Carrying all the junk I didn’t need
To a girl with the sweetest smile
She knows its power
She counts up my items
Dollar by dollar she adds to the total
I know it is laughing at me
I know I have spent every last cent
Then it follows me to the car like an old friend
Helps me by waiting until I unload
Then it laughs again as I realize
That I had forgotten the milk I went in to buy
And it gets taken back into the store
To wait calmly for another victim
While I sit and curse that lonely grocery cart
The demon of the supermarket
FOOD FOR THOUGHT
Staple food for thought caught in brain
are feelings oozing from emotive urge at ease or at strain.
Several food items are continuously available
at random in several spectrums of life
whether distasteful or palatable.
Thoughts are nourished by human senses as visualization,
Smell, hearing, taste or touch, less or much.
Realization or beyond perception, action, reaction, interaction,
creation or recreation are all food -suppliers of thought.
Food for thought to relish and rejoice are;
Love, compassion, care, sympathy, inspiration, success, happiness
Food for thought sought though unwanted are:
Hatred, malice, betrayal, ingratitude, pain, dismay, distress, danger.
Thoughts never starve but survive on continuous supply of food,
whether sour, bitter, salty or sweet.
One can’t quit from food for thought.
Abundant, limit less supply on compulsion,
till brain be alive, it can’t be deprived from food for thought.
01/03/19
Third Place
'food For Thought' Contest by Silent One