Short Antenna Poems

Early morning in April
ant antenna
two poles distancing....

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fifties rabbit ears
aluminum antennas
adjust them just right...

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honey suckle dew
drips from dainty antenna
enticed bee snuggles...

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Antenna goes wild
Television’s flickering
Overpowered set

Russell Sivey...

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Intuition is ours
         emotional antenna ...
         for the idea comes
         prior to action and
         spirit it's erstwhile to everything!...

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Sure feeling my oats today, you betcha
Matters not the brand they erect my antenna
All parts are alert
All day's like dessert
Nothing but naughties are on my agenda...

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Sure feeling my oats today, you betcha
Matters not the brand, they erect my antenna
All parts are alert
All day's like dessert
Nothing but naughties are on my agenda...

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not so long ago
tv was not cable or a satellite dish,
it was a roof antenna
with directional remote control,
except for the cost of the set reception was free
and now, indulge or not
it's a monthly payment
for your dormant time...

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Tiny Sparrow
Yellow streak upon breast
On the antenna came to rest
Classical music on truck radio
Stopped a minute 
Turned his head to and fro
This call he did not know
Looked me straight in eye
Then he flew saying his goodbye...

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When all's said and done, there's more to be done and said
Like how's our dear Mary, hope her fungus hasn't spread
And what about poor Thelma
With her deviated antenna
And poor Nikita, fresh radishes growing on her head...

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Messages of the heart travel
Instantly
Theres no time or space
Airport delay

Mind confuddles betwixt 
Then, there, and maybe
But, he cant be blamed
Just a sentient antenna 

Call radio shack
The discount is back
We're in season
To stock the shelves with
New Belief...

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Address antenna
Voices demanding
Optic invasions
Speech enabled knot
Talkin noisy Autobots
Intervision
Lip syncing mouth
Verbal conversion
Boiling in a pot
As the metal rots
Verbal sparring thoughts


8/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020...

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What?
A world with no bees?
No buzz waves heard in the sky or pollen in the breeze on bees knees as they follow their antenna towards nectar wells?
Oh my!
All the time bearing life for so many.
Oh my!
What?
A world without bees would be no world at all.
Oh my!

9/19/16...

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He lights on my car antenna.
There are many in the parking lot
but he chose mine.
He fastens to it, flutters off 
on jeweled wings, then
returns again.  Maybe 
he's checking the airways
for weather alert. The reason: 
hurricane season.  Maybe 
he's looking for a girlfriend
in a hood-top speed-dating 
search.  Maybe he's just 
a dragonfly who likes 
a singular perch....

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You need more bees
carried on the breeze.
Waves of chemicals
dropped from the sky
has decimated our lives.
No more flowers,
so no more pollen.
It's your own antenna
that has fallen.
Nectar needed on our
legs connot spread.
Stupid human beings,
so blind to seeing
what Earth is needing.
You shall reap what you sow.
Only then will you know.
You need more bees....

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Bees on beach, lost,
squirm in the waves
upside down, and trapped.

Antenna and eyes haywire meant
precious load of nectar and pollen
lost to hive as bees fell from sky.

Less beds of flowers, crops of grain
will be fertilized today
by bees dusted all over with pollen.

Buzzy busy bees behemoth benefits
lie belittled, mere specks on beach,
belies the butterfly effect of wrecked downed mobees....

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red dish antenna
                                   Hibiscus connects Kali 
                                    asks blessings for all 





        Note:- In India red hibiscus is laid to the feet of Goddess Kali in prayer by the devotees. It's a holy flower and believed that Mother Goddess Kali feels happy and blesses who offers red hibiscus with respect. She gives strength to conquer all evils in life....

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Benign when treated well, generously leave its nectar, flying to the sky.

Excited when provoked, antenna raised, come in waves to attack!

Extract juice from flowers led by their pollen spread in the breeze. 

Skillful as none, never fail in their art; a sip of honey to us, exquisite to taste!




24/09/16
Contest BEES by Shadow hamilton
29/09/16 - 2nd prize, Glory, out of 8....

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Do you pay attention or listen closely to those who have a fondness for their own voice? Or one who speaks sparingly, instead using the forgotten art of words. Inspiration comes from outside, routed thru the heart, the antenna of the spirit. The mind translates and recites, hoping the words strike a common chord and resonates.Ringing true for those who listen and can find the rhythm and cadence that support but remain hidden beneath....

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Lying silent
In a wheezing chest of words 
Divining whirred messagings 
Of a moth’s wings blurred 
Paralysed beneath the duvet
Hearing his antenna morse
Rapid flapping mind verse 
The country radio
Tuning from Earl Scruggs to beetles
Munching oak flecks
Blind above my head flesh 
Creaks like floorboards
Spine is peeled
Breathes the walls
Listens to
A record playing
Whose scratch revolves in ragged time.
...

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The Poetry Channel when open,
its wavelength sharp and clear
Searching for me as it calls for my voice,
in moments dark but dear

The Poetry Channel if distant, remote,
streaming above my thoughts
Transmitting in silence, antenna to blame,
whose frequency I’ve sought 

The Poetry Channel with static tuned out,
 its bandwidth framed in gold
Quiet by day, amplifying at night
—to broadcast time untold

(Dreamsleep: November, 2015)...

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Bees




Tiny souls buzzing 
and humming,
Swaying with 
air waves afloat,

As rich colourful 
florets beguile,
fragrance in breeze 
antenna senses,

A gratifying feast 
of nectar regales,
while no endeavour 
to touch the sky,

Hoists the pollen 
in nescience,
benevolence of 
nature redefined,

Twilight of dusk
they return to hive, 
Mustering honey 
is a bee's delight !




Written Sept 22nd, 2016
For contest "Bees" by Shadow Hamilton...

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S n A p P I n G  p H o T o S

GRANDMA’S TV

wall space empty
except for dead relatives
tv antenna flashes
bunny ears
upheaval of chests
Eyes stare

              ~

GRANDMA’S ROOSTER

crimson chair
360 degree spin
past and present mix
of snapshots
ceramic roosters
warm hands

              ~

ERASING THE PAST

Bandaid’s ripped off
Headshot lost to divorce
No comparisons left
Couple school photos
Magnetized on fridge

Kim Rodrigues © 2017...

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Spread mottled wings,
a large hairy head
laid flat upon the window glass
clinging to a force-field.

Up close, eyes as black as bat caves
glimmer from the shine of a flashlight,
but of themselves there is no glitter
nor any gleam of being.
An empty shell driven only by instinct?
Antenna wave, search.

The creature cannot possibly know
what a human face is or
even its own appearance in the glass.
It cannot comprehend the import of what it sees -
can it?
Can I?...

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When the mornings come,
The antenna of my soul rises
to catch a frequency of The Divine

When the mornings come,
My soul sings melodies unheard
by mortal ears; unuttered by human lips

When the mornings come,
my soul rejoices as the real me unfolds
and soaks in the sacred moments of quietness

When the mornings come,
I long inside, wishing they might long endure,
but time disallows such lasting sacred treats,
and the mornings smile and wave as they retreat

110421PS...

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