Short Ax Poems

Ax slamming the tree
leaves falling desperately
hidden souls set free...

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GLACIAL TENACITY 

crampons’ spikes clutch
the thick glacial ice -
pick ax chisels out steps

8/26/2017...

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I am for the woodpecker
that bites with peak
a piece of wood...
I am not for the ax
that cuts down and destroy
the entire forest......

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Tiny, little frogs
Bre-te-te-tex-co-ax-ax
Sing their call for love.

(The sound of frogs is taken and adapted from an ancient greek poem)...

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U se to be my best ax 
K ept it shined up with wax
U nbelievable tone
L iked to practice alone
E very time that I played
L oved the sound that it made
E ach strum a sweet cascade...

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Cat lover Laura Lottie was much too fat
a chair was in jeopardy if on it she sat.
She was six ax handles wide
people quickly stepped aside.
But not seeing the cat, on it she sat--splat....

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The wind blows, nobody really knows
Why the Lorax hated such a simple ax
The fish wish they surf with a dish
And the birds left without two words

(Written by my 9-year-old son, edited by me.)...

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the skeleton tree
the grimm reminder showing
the future of me

the skeleton tree
natures voice without a choice
showing what i'll be

the skeleton tree
avoiding the ax and death
old age all that's left...

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Whoever has cabin fever, hold up your hands
Can't hold up mine, cause I'm typing and can't
Never lived in a cabin
Assumed no distractions
But must make allowances for wielding an ax ...

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Thanksgiving Day loomed for old Tom Turkey

    Avoiding the dreaded ax seemed murky

        So he made this doleful plea

            I'd be much obliged if ye

                Enjoyed a feast of ham or beef jerky...

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Met a surfer today
  riding the crime wave
Ax-murderer that I am
  he went to a watery grave

I got away scot-free, of course
  police deparment being defunded
Chased me with a carousel horse
  Even I could outrun him...

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Primeing the pump:
the time i spent looking over the ocean,
finding peace.
Sharpening the ax:
the time i spent amongst the tall green trees,
finding me.
Cleaning the lens:
the time I spent looking up at the stars
and finding
galaxies....

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Stand of Geogia elegant pines
On little six acres 'tis mine
Saved from woodman's sharp ax

Once_ twice as thick, here draw the line
Other life's problems should've been asinine
Let this not be climax



(Using asinine here to mean
stubborn or obstinate like a mule)...

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Accepting the unacceptable
Doing the unfathomable for you
Obedience takes on new meaning
When you are driving
I am lost
You robbed me of myself
I am looking around for the woman 
I once was
The one you butchered with your ax
And murdered me with your sadomasochism...

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sat on a pallet
with big blow hit my wallet
met with a mallet

read all of the facts
body looked like battle ax
that never attracts

walked along with Luke
disagreed and did rebuke
a crazy old kook

would be atrocious
did eat things when ferocious
also delicious...

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Hey, Governor Jindal:
Do you want to kindle
A revolt
That will jolt
And make your votes dwindle?

What we now buy
Is already high.
Please "ax" us
To tax us
On what we buy!

Yes, give us our say
On what we should pay
And you will go down
In history renown
As Man of Our Day!...

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Craggy rats and batty facts,

stupid slaps of morbid hats,

sordid snacks coming out with lacerations of the ax-
horrible hacks doin' these attacks.


I'm loopin' it like rope to attach,

only catch ever is a brat,

lettin' um' off as I scooter around and knack-
I've got so many I'm like 'just laugh'....

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Listen to poem:

The Life of a Tree
David J Walker
 
There was life left in the old tree
New branches growing from old limbs
The offshoot that sends new growth
Into the Spring soaking up the shine
Of the post equinox sun
There standing with a chainsaw
And sharpened ax
I could  see what could be
In the life of a tree
Not done living...

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Standing in attractive armor,
devoid of battle-ax.
Encased by imagination,
fantasies surpass the facts.
To battle, with raging virtue,
resist against all vice,
surrender is irresistible,
the victory is to entice.
Charisma - the victor's weapon,
leads to a heartless defeat.
The fairest of the gender,
drops to her knees and weeps....

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For "Show Me the Funny (part two)"

There once was a fellow a woggin'*
Who bumped into one who was loggin'
They had quite a spat
The ax was a bat
And the first had a lump on his noggin


* Woggers are those who get all dressed for jogging, but only go at walking speed, while vigorously pumping their arms to delude themselves that they are jogging....

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And just like that
       one swing of the ax,
       Autumn`s been felled
       and winter is back.
       With shivering maples
       the sun in reverse,
       the snow laden boughs
       of balsam and birch.
       The streams have gone silent
       birds without verse,
       our days now in darkness,
       the tilt of the earth....

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Rata -tatatat, rata -tatatat, rata -tatatat
the sounds pierce the cold laboring day air.

Around corners and up stairs  they come.
Rata -tatatat, rata -tatatat, rata -tatatat
bullets pierce splintering wood,
and shattering glass, turning the snow red,
as bodies fall.
Off with their heads with a wood ax; 
accurate with every shot, a sniper's success.

5/13/2022...

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Kill Kill Kill--
No hammer and anvil, no ax and chisel
Just a shuffle of feet... back and forth, back and forth.
Too tall for the ground, too green for its roots--
Just a wave of a wand and sweat on the brow,
Spraying Fate here there and everywhere.
No big job...
Just a slow shuffle of feet...
Back and forth, back and forth


                                     6/27/'13...

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hold steady
eyeing the
given
target

and

don't forget the
blasphemy of
all happy
and not

a tragedy that
has become a
national
holiday

for giving but
not forgiving
the killing of 
indigenous

native people
so now focused
throw the ax
exactly at the

cardboard
cut out of
the typical
as we see

them today
as pilgrims
and don't 
forget to

AIM...

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In an age of constant movement,
nothing is more urgent than sitting still.

                                        —Pico Lyer

SEATING ASSIGNATION

The pick ax and the magazine it’s true,
The toilet bowl so white it’s often blue.
               Too soft paper litters.
     Chafe is not for quitters.
The bottomless vortex, a witch’s brew.

                   11/16/2020...

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