Short Bagging Poems

its a new day
some would say
as kids dance
hey look at them
BAGGING PANTS...

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Rudolph’s attempt to supplant Santa by bagging the old man ~ got caught.

12/13/2018...

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Peanut butter and jelly always satisfied me
    Why'd I stop brown-bagging it in 2003...

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   When a tripping tongue
     sets a tail to wagging 

   Check the message brung
     see what it’s bagging
...

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this for miles
the new style
it the new look
its got me hook
kids all around
where them down
some come off 
when they dance
BAGGING PANTS...

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Tea party has another political victory
So pour the iced sweet tea in celebration
Tea bagging time tonight, oh me
Even Clinton and the Kenedy's can appreciate a tea invitation....

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burlap
coarse,  cheap
bagging,  gardening,  covering
potatoes,  cork boards / ballet shoes,  pillows
wedding,  sleeping,  dancing
silky,  colorful
satin


Written March 12, 2018...

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The fire Dance softly
Swaying side to side 
Ebbing away soothing fumes
Sending fadeless smiles 
Thus lighting the pathway 
Inside the tunnel to the past 
Reliving the moments 
Why bagging a momentum 
Package for the future
...

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Being is something
Living is trying to bat
My nose is heavy
Can a noble effort produce me ?
I am an angel
It's a living at best
No one understands me 
The sun came up
The earth stopped spinning
My finger does it's own movement
I am so scared
My pants are bagging
My smile is worn
The everyday elixir
I will not die 
I will live
So says you...

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My imagination
My creation 
    A wonder of greatness
Thoughts of highness
It is a world where I only travel alone
In it I have the power to attain all
No bugs buzzing or bags bagging  
     Tag all my weaknesses, 
And build a tower of strength
      To see over the horizons, 
I sight with my mind
Imagination serves to save the world
And propels to be limitless....

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Trim prim lawns
Glistening dew drops
In the summer sun
Trim slim blades
Evaporating raindrops
In the summer sun

I hail you suburbia!
You who can neatly replace nature's disorder
And transform it into a methodical scheme
Of meterical dwellings and measurable property
You who is prepared for the chopping of unruly grass so green
And the bagging of it all  in a plastic sack...

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it's crunch time
bottom of the line
but i think that's
more meant to be

like i'm dying but
never give to that
which will make
you stronger

so i thought about
maybe bagging
groceries and
go figure i can

see myself
bagging an old
woman's
groceries

thinking
wow she has
all her faculties
but suddenly snap

back to reality
i'm bagging
groceries
for an

old
man...

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More Poetry Writing Stimulus

Devour More Power Each Hour
Sour, shower, cower.
Bragging, dragging, sagging.
Nagging, bagging, gaging.
Hired, Expired, Fired.
Desired, Tired, mired.
Evolve, resolve, solve.
Involve, revolve.
Resist, persist, insist.
Enlist, missed, hissed.
Presumption, gumption, assumption.
Conclusion, delusion, collusion.
Pretended, amended, ended.
Bamboozle, streusel, refusal.

Jim Horn...

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At the end of the season
bagging trash
worn out from holiness
Lights burning black holes
in bright windows
Longer nights circle narrowing days
sense of unseen toothless dogs
The thin smoke of merriment rising
out of colorless dawns
The children are sulky
their wishes all came true
someday close at hand
they will understand
Still it’s been
(if the amount of trash
counts for anything)
the very best one yet...

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At the end of the season
bagging trash
worn out from holiness
Lights burning black holes
in bright windows.
Longer nights circle narrowing days,
sense of unseen toothless dogs.
The thin smoke of merriment rising
out of colorless dawns.
The children are sulky
their wishes all came true,
someday close at hand
they will understand.
Still it’s been
(if the amount of trash
counts for anything),
the very best one yet....

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At the end of the season
bagging trash
worn out from the holiness
missed or avoided.
Lights burning black holes
in bright windows.
Longer nights circle narrowing days,
sense of unseen toothless dogs.
The thin smoke of merriment rising
out of colorless dawns.
The children are sulky
their wishes all came true,
late in the evening
someday close at hand
they will understand.
Still it’s been (if the amount of trash
counts for anything),
the very best one yet....

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New is...New to life
Life is new
New is...Rising sun
Yellow view
New is...Burning eyes
Jell-O fries
Ever housed a homeless man
Jeopardies the jeopardy
Ever is Parody vision dream
Acaroid Jupiter's moon
Eating with paper spoons
Ever is...Energized cauterize portion
New to life
New is...Life is new
Rising sun
New is...Yellow view
All these things of 24th century
New is...Carpet bagging selling trout
This is my way of life

1/1/18
by James Edward Lee Sr....

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