Minimum Poems - Poems about Minimum

Pedestal

3/2/35 03:19

I glorify men 
Placing them high on a pedestal 
Where my father fell short
The bar is in hell 
And the bare minimum are the crumbs I live off 
Satiated from nothing and empty promises
An illusion of fullness 
As I see myself in half
As I saw myself in half 
As I stand here with a

Absolute Minimum

Absolute Minimum

f has an absolute minimum
at x=a if f(a) < f(x)
for all x in the domain of f
the y value f(a) is the
absolute value of f

I have absolutely no clue
what all this means
because math is not in my genes

I Want The Bare Minimum

Forget fortune, I want appreciation for my poems.
Forget fame, I want recognition of my existence.
Forget reputation, I want realization of my dreams.

Bare Minimum

haiku poetry
seventeen syllables poem
now i am finished

The Bear Minimum

Early morning, in the country,
Walking solo on the road,
I was texting with my husband 
In his slow strained-muscle mode

When I heard the bushes rustling
So I glanced off to the right
And the head of a black bear popped up,
An unexpected sight.

It was only for a moment,
But our gazes did connect;
Then the bear turned ‘round and vanished,
Which

Maunder Minimum

Sunspots boil oceans
Cycles rage in ebb and flow
Rollercoaster life


04.06.22

Minimum Wage

Minimum wage

The olive trees in the landscape
near the village,
Have working-class trunks
and no illusion
Of becoming middle-class trees.
They refuse to grow 
in a plant- nursery and be tampered with
by botanists.
They do not envy tall palm trees.
Good luck to those who see the world 
through an elevated height.
Good soil and water the plebian olive tree wants
it has deep

I Am a Minimum of a 2 a Day Man and I Know That May Not Seem Like a Lot

What's your addiction

What's your preferred poison

What's your fix

And how many a day do
you do or have

We'll it's difficult to say or
put an exact number on

An absolute bare mnimum of 1
but can be anything up to 6
a day at anyone or given time

All depends on how i am feeling

Well that doesn't seem all that 
much or

Coffee Up

Let's hear it for us girls,
Coffee, meditation, the world,
Nothing to discuss,
Do stuff with a minimum of fuss!

The Fat End

We are the workers, call us 
an hour before an absent fill shift
The pyramid sprouts atop of
The heavy depths of broad ordinary, 
Breadth mopped and swept

Silent cogs push motion
Everywhere, rarely heralded
Carpet of field mice scrambling

Part of the pattern, crucial 
Expectations remain ingrained 
Pith of the fruit, flavour generic
Bolster of bricks protects 
Lighthouse of blinding brains

Scratching

The Bare Minimum

The minimum standard defining a man
  —taking care of his family

The minimum standard defining a woman
   —taking care of her man 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

Minimum Wage Day

Short money,
long hours
End of another minimum wage day

Working class task,
sweat gaze into a ceiling of glass
Start of another yesterday factory pay

Punch the clock ... 
job requirement is knuckle bare minimum
Labor output don’t equal the paid sum

Advancement ain’t an option,
maximum effort is weekly inconsistent
Fire the lazy ... hire the next bum

Long hours,
short money
Start of another minimum

Minimum Wage and Sand King

two old poems
from the book
2000-2001



Minimum Wage

Pigeons coo
as Seagulls fly
in spiraling swarms above
(universal?)

Birds in anticipation of an unknown purchase
practice aerial acrobatics
**** spattered on fresh Windex streaks
Squeegee stopped mid stroke
and swaying as I scream skyward

Formations unaltered
unlike the boss’ face

Windex bottle shattered
blue liquid down the drain


Sand King

Atop the dunes of time
spent some hours tracking
circles in the sky
and diggings

A Minimum of Baggage

For a good part of my life I have been trapped,
my mind and heart elsewhere, absent, in a box-
After the deaths and sadness I just stopped,
stopped caring and my emotions became frozen,
and I was a ghost of me, full of gloom and unhappiness.
It was all dismal and gloomy in my dark small box,
my mind was

Minimum Wage

There was a young woman with daughter

She worked more hours than she oughta

Worked her fingers to the bone

Needed a payday loan

To pay for the shoes that she bought her

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