Short At Bottom Poems
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blue water on ledge
dribbling down vertical side…
mist forms at bottom
Russell Sivey
Contest: any haiku will do
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
7/17/2013
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Look at the top not at bottom,
Show your attitude not gratitude,
Live as per our custom not for system,
Run towards altitude not for substitute,
Live life king size not at zero size,
Be costly not fancy,
Becomes ethical not critical.
squirrel and robin
at bottom tree frolicking
the bird on the back
of the squirrel like that
on the squirrel's back like a
man riding his horse.
Imagine that now
such a site is that Robin
on a squirrel's back
5/5/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
BOAT RIDING
Pretty pig and grey goat wearing white coat
came to river to float a wooden boat.
Boat rowed by Master Mole.
At bottom, mole dig hole.
Boat sank but all rescued by swimmer colt.
08/31/18
Shot out like a cannon ball
As mother lay there in her bed
Twisted and contorted
Push down hard the nurse had said
Audience at bottom end
Were quick to save the head
What a pair of lungs cried out
Went from purple blue to red
Cleaned up cord cut and swaddled
Poor child's hungry wants be fed
Mum and dad proud as can be
Holding babe that they have bred
6/21/2015
. Boat-riding
Pretty pig and grey goat with white coat
came to river to float a small boat.
Also, boarded Master Mole.
At bottom mole made hole.
Boat sank. All rescued by swimmer colt.
04/27/17
Tightness at my core
Pangs won't depart
Each breath is my last
Doomed from the start
At bottom now
I look around
There is no help
To be found
Darkness my comfort
Despair my new friend
I know
He'll be there until the end
Self to blame
No cry or tear will abate
No solace exists
Dreadful eternal state
Thoughts are cloudy
What choice remains
Nothing will heal
Permanent stains
Surd and absurd are – at bottom – synonymous!
Absurd?
Yes, of course.
So are canny and uncanny.
Sub- can mean high or (be)low
Post- can mean Post- or Pre-!
Again, in Tamil, naatram once meant fragrance,
Now it's its opposite.
Antithetical meanings of primal words,
As noted by Freud,
And as endorsed by Bloom.
Maybe a linguistic universal for Chomsky,
Freeplay for Derrida,
Language games for Lyotard,
And a mystery for us!
— R. V. Ram
Bottom of Totem Pole
Oh my gosh and do bless my soul
Someone is at bottom of totem pole
Then try to control way they vote
Making them become a scapegoat.
Are always rocks and a hard place
To find each difficulty we must face
All the obstacles and obstructions
Can possibly result in concussions.
So after much further inspection
We should go in a new direction
Follow two points with persistence
Straight line is the shortest distance.
Jim Horn
I have wooed,wined, and dined you
Till Broadway carries sweet scent of
Your perfume, light and airy
As Hudson River views.
I have seen you gracing love renewed
No more lonely hearts
In cool of summer's eve
Time will stand still like the Hudson at twilight.
Say you'll come away with me
To nostalgic breeze
Come with me to Belize's sun-lit grounds
By the Caribbean;
Bottom line,
I'll propose on my knees
At bottom of the Carib Sea,
Heaven already knows.
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Chained_ bound_ trapped
Rescue needed wanted
None to turn to_ at bottom of the darkest pit
All alone, silence__wanting to scream_despair_sit
Hear music, Angel's voice calling my name_ a gift
So excited delighted__relief
Happens_Jesus now chief
Intervened
Form:
Angela Lee was her Name Acrostic Poem
Angela Lee
Name of an angel
Gone from Heaven
entered the earth
Looking for me
Angela
Lee
Even now
Everywhere I go
Was she heaven sent?
Always appearing in my dreams
She was there one day
Here she stood
Ever in my mind
Rarely gone away
No matter what
Always by my side
Married her
Ever since that date
New Acrostics
Date at bottom 9/5/2021
At the end of your title put “MIA” (for Message in Acrostic)
A toxic tongue laps the ocean
and fish goes to sleep at bottom.
I do not know from where to start.
A distraught candle flickers.
The blast victim was pregnant and
the foetal head got severed off in womb.
There were big holes in intelligence.
Raw fledgling. The evil existed
in every room. I was not able
to open a single door.
Because they were blind,
taking roots in soil of ancestral graves
on the name of god,
throwing blue stars
in the eyes of believers.
SATISH VERMA
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