Short Beep Poems
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Why do you weep
Can't you sleep
Try counting sheep
Take a peep
Monsters creep
Try breathing deep
Fast asleep
Talk is cheap
Beep Beep Beep
Old folks forget where they parked their Jeep
They wander around almost falling asleep
Till there's just one car
That's our car by gar
But still push the button to hear the car beep!
BEEP BEEP
explosive action
sore coyote howls at moon
slips off precipice
the road runner splits his side
taunting infernal “beep beep”
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
*Road Runner Cartoon
Old folks forget where they parked their Jeep
They wander around till they're almost asleep
Till there's just one car
"That's our car by gar"
But still push the button till they hear their car beep!
© Jack Ellison 2015
When you play fifty or sixty
scrabble games day
you get incessant beeps
on your cell phone
day and night,
weekends, and week days.
It is a comfort
knowing other insomniacs are up,
not able to sleep either.
I love this!
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
A winged horse, a unicorn
glides so effortlessly, airborne
blazing its way in early morn
o'er ears of sun-ripe golden corn
Spying a gosling from its mother torn
This winged horse, our unicorn
Gathers its courage for an epic warn
Poor thing ~ it's missing its horn
The slightest sound
imaginable
So soft, barely audible
implausible
Such a tiny bump --
Had I even heard anything --
Produces such an awful
S C R A T C H
On my once-shiny, once-new
black Sedan
Down Deep, Beep, Beep
So lovely, so pretty, so sweet, so deep,
Having such love that’s mine to keep,
From dawn until night tends to sweep,
You alone are my strength, and my beep.
In the time we met I see it true,
How funny to recall when I’m blue,
To be in love to a man like glue,
Giving you my yes for I have no clue.
A gang of vandals unlocked all the cages
And in the supermarket near the zoo
The beasts rushed in but not to spend their wages
For animals are not inclined to queue
With savage creatures charging all about
The poor old keeper almost flipped his lid
When tigers chased a zebra through the checkout
And the barcode scanner charged him sixty quid
Laying here
On my death bed
Just wanting
It to be done
And over with
Tubes going
Throughout my skin
That one little line
That indicates
If Im dead or alive
Keeps beeping
Little beats
That is getting
Stuck in my head
Im getting
So tired
I only start to hear
One flat line
I know what it means
And somehow
I feel so peaceful
That now
I can sleep
Without having to hear
That little beep
That indicates
Im alive
Form:
All the clever people
Put their heads together.
They made a metal brain
Bound to last forever
But what they didn’t realise
Was that they couldn’t make a metal heart.
This metal brain can theorise
But it cannot make good metal art.
For all of ever, people
Have know about the end.
They cling to things found meaningful
Trying to pretend.
But when the robots came to be,
We realised love is real
Because something that a metal box
Cannot do is feel.