Short Bean Poems
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go, Hesekiah
i couldn't give a truckload
of bean barley soup
Copyright © Mike Martin 2015
Benny O Bean stole a kingpin
Kept it secret in the cabin
Wife Sarah was a dork
And loved the grunter pork
And re-stole the pin for cookin'
put this in your head
you blood is red
so is other
we are all sister and brothers
not about face
or race
why be as a seen
in anuther place
BE A HUMAN BEAN
An Apache hid out in Dragoon
Was revealed by the sight of his moon
In Judge Roy Bean's twang
Came, "By God, you'll hang!
You caused Lily Langtry to swoon!"
don't t be black
put it on the rack
don't be white
do whats right
don't be yellow or brown
be apart of sucess bound
its not mean
to just be a
HUMAN BEAN
Two challenges that our world faces today - natural stupidity,
And artificial intelligence ~ Rowan Sebastian Atkinson*.
*Rowan Sebastian Atkinson is Mr. Bean.
and it’s like you wouldn’t know
on top of your head
you think about it
you shall be thinking
about the bean
we don’t know
but wish we knew
it was all about the bean
Mister Bean's an iconic success, sir
He's an outrageous comic professor --
Just watch his vids on You Tube
He fakes being a dumb boob --
Bean's a hilarious classroom jester
Poor kid on my block by the name of Harley
Every day he ate bean soup with barley
He'd poop 'til he bled
The kid was half-dead
No wonder his back end was all gnarly
There's a You-Tube comic named Mr. Bean
Who plays peek-a-boo, so he can't be seen --
He is clever and charming
And ever-so-disarming --
Bean blushes as if his act were obscene
A silly old duffer I have always been
Just an older version of a silly youman bean
Never miss my cereal
Watched nature material
Nature's intrigued me since an oversexed teen
A genuine happy soul I've always been
Thankful I'm living, thankful for the scene
Sure welcome my role
As this joyful old soul
To be blessed with this real happy old bean!!!
Words and phrases come cascading out
When the moon is full and I eat sauerkraut
It's spooky for sure
My thoughts are impure
But as long as they rhyme, I'll munch on bean sprouts
A silly old duffer I have always been
Just an older version of a silly youman bean
Never miss my cereal
Watched nature material
Nature's intrigued me since being an oversexed teen
Once choked on a jelly bean, nearly met my maker
Thankfully it popped out while calling the undertaker
Postponing my departure
It wasn't in the charter
So I'll continue my notoriety as a PS troublemaker
The blame for fame, old Beans in the frame.'
E don't V indicate the electric motors
Hydrogen I reckon is where His vote is'
Combustion power creating forces, a better..
Far; better than those electric; car type horses.'
Mixed with cream of mushroom soup
Part-cooked chopped string beans
French-fried onions, by all means
Spread some out on top
Bake till hot and crisp
Great veggie
Dish!
As given
receiving only
who don't see
what i gave
Who has no traces of my love
Who don't need my love
Who has gone away with sad heart
One day
unintentionally
what we met
with my love
showed a new look
like bean sprouts
Also
i wanna be
a kind of person.
throwing around
all of wisdom's
words about
stones
sticks and stones
glass houses
and who was
the first to
cast one
all these
so wise
to live by
but one absurd
exception not
by meaning
but suggestion
for why
would
i ever
want
to
kill
two
birds
Form:
Mom's on the warpath,
"Get inside and take a bath"
(She says she wants us clean).
"Then put on your PJs and go to bed."
I turned that logic on its head.
(I'll tell you what I mean.)
Why should we wash up when
we'll just get dirty once again?
(That's using the 'ol bean!)
"Red Bean Soup"
Ground beef browned to perfection
Sautéed with onions.
Spices and herbs added, too.
Tomato sauces.
Pinto beans.
Boil.
© July 25, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Low Country Boil
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
worst case ever saw
Trump liked dictator and shah
some did call a draw
Trump was really mean
had been crazy in the bean
create quite a scene
feet not on the ground
Trump idiot we had found
in each word would sound
terrible things he had done
for President not the one
Trump was on the run
Most all magic is in the believing
A person must trust oneself
Giving into all that is not real
I will be open minded
Care about all the possibility of life
Be full of and give
Even now live love and believe in magic
Afraid not explore the possible
Not this time will I run
Silly signs I believe in magic beans
bunen hund
i called
vukta ute for the wings
so spicy
so meaty
they called to her
from stove top to stomach
they were screaming with sauce
only few left
so convoluted and lonely
EAT ME EAT ME
but bunen never came
i guess the wings would have
the same effect
as real bunen would when she eats them
o bother
Form:
Oh, how I love all beans
Not a one, I could refuse
Boiled baked or fried
Any way you want to choose
Put them in a salad
Bake them in a crock
Mix them all together
Then toss them in a wok
But there's one that very special
Magical you see
It's my loving wife
The only humanbean for me
Date 01/05/2015 by JT Curtis