Short Bins Poems

A Greek flag torn
Flailing in the warm winds

From the Orthodox dome
Church bells toll

A roadside lizard pauses
By the bins...

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she bins
his pizza lunch - -
just desserts

* some silliness on a saying we have: ‘just deserts’ (a person getting what he deserves)

For Dr Ram’s Darkness at Noon contest...

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quick sight… caught
a creamy, frothy tail
skulking behind bins
caramel
this creeping tod 
wry trickery, claw
prowl and sly, brazen
he's getting too brave
soon…
a knock on the door...

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There is an imp name stim
Stim touched the rim
his dads name is bim
they eat out of bins
heres my crim
buy some din
eat some tim
watch out its a rim
oh no stim ate rim
watch out IM ****ING RETARDED!...

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Local authorities’ love recycling
It’s a green policy and its one that wins
They want to reduce the carbon footprint
Of the electorate, for their sins
But if they were truly serious
They’d stop making so many recycling bins...

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From the garbage bins she took out the cans, 
On the station she had no fans. 
Wandering and lowering her gaze, 
Sighing and praying all in one phrase. 
Days later I saw her again, 
Muma won't wake up again,, she said in pain....

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"Eat and drink but don't waste",
The preaching today not in taste,

The waste is something someone's share,
But we ignore and throw without care,

All waste going into small,small bins,
The hell like a bin,waiting for all in sins!...

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I Run; Panting; Rushing to be on time.
My cart's wheel screaming clicketty clack
Hurrying through darkened city streets and alleys. 
Gnawing Hunger outweighing my fear of red-eyed rats
as scents of tonight's meal fills the midnight garbage bins....

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This verse may be inane,
Male versus female brain,
Women cook food, wash skids, and do bins,
Men focus on their own dick things,
Football, porno, beer and pies,
Anything higher is a surprise!
Then they head off to sleep,
Some males do not keep!...

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The morning lasted all day
Rain dripped off the backs 
Of jet-black ravens
Perched in the branches
Of tired ancient larch.
They looked angrily,
More annoyed,
At magpies foraging
Through lonely sentinel bins.
Who didn’t care about rain,
Only about thieving ravens....

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May God bless this house
Where all abide
Love and care for one another
Tolerate and accept each other
Share and share alike
Lift each other's burdens
Help each other with household chores
Smile when we see each other
And care for our animals
Lastly volunteer to put the bins out!...

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Haiku 
By the impossibility
A chance of a lifetime 
Birth of a child


Deep in slumber
The impossibility of dawn 
End of a dream 


In your Ear 

Sixty-seven he said 
So he got a job emptying bins
Until it was noticed 
Seven before six 
So he got fired for being innumerate...

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The progress
of garbage trucks
down dark streets
is mapped across
my waking and draws
nearer in the grind
of jaws that gorge
on what's left
of yesterday
and the morning
finding its voice
in the throats
of emptied bins flung
into a noisy wake.
I feel better after
they've gone....

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I watched the fox reclaim our street 
and bask in sunny spot 
where people used to meet.
He’s top dog now in open sight, 
where once he slipped
between the shadows of the night, 
between the bins, behind the wall, 
between the street lamp’s yellow light.
No stealth now. No fuss. No fear at all....

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Some of China's Daughters sit in line,
their tongues in bubblegum
they knot their hands
in their skirts
and pop!
bubbled invitations inside
their legged tomb
and then toss
their mirrored face
in bins
and bury those eggs till they are black!
and a delicacy of
the China express:
the female cancer....

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Haberdasher’s Thoughts


The haberdasher has
that season of the year
he rids his racks, his bins
of oddments.
I have no season of the year
like that. 
Today, or any day, a derby, 
spats or chrome-tipped cane
can shuffle out from stock.
I have no choice. 
I have to offer counter space.


Donal Mahoney...

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The house still sleeps,
Coughs, rustles, creaks
scuttle under my closed door.
The truck grumbles into the alley.
It used to be a barmaid 
trashing bottles near
the house where I grew up
making pops and clinks.
Now it's trucks collecting bins,
dumping glass in their broad bellies
huffing away down the alley....

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When humans run from machine guns & famine, they morph into subspecies called refugees & aliens. They’re denied access, or caged & slapped by nations who flip pancakes for 24hrs & throw unsold sandwiches into trash bins. It’s amazing how silent the ticking clock is. Oh well. At least we finally know where Lebron’s going....

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Chicago, the South Side,
	    long before Barack Obama


those I'd love see live
anywhere they like
are those so black
they up long planks
in the heat of summer
wheelbarrow coal
so bright it pours
in a silver seiche
down chutes
through windows
of bungalow basements
crashing in coal bins 
of new masters


Donal Mahoney...

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Coal Bins

	Chicago, the South Side,
	long before Barak Obama

those I'd love see live
anywhere they like
are those so black
they up long planks
in the heat of summer
wheelbarrow coal
so bright it pours
in a silver seiche
down chutes
through windows
of bungalow basements
crashing in coal bins 
of new masters


Donal Mahoney...

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The softness of my nightgown delights me.
I admire her feeling against my skin.
She puts me in a fantastic mood.
She made me feel better when I was sick too.

I was too ill to appreciate her then.
But now I sit in my recliner, stroking her colors.
Glad that I saved her from all of those salvage bins.
She has outlived so many others that were not as soft....

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the crawling
trash-eating growlers
empty the jettison
of 7 days

strong limbs and gloved hands
heave and haul
tip-over the unwanted tangle
of unmindful chaos

the machine chews loudly

time to go
drag the empty black bins
back into their secluded caves

time to make eggs and bacon
to drop once more
rinds and shells
into plastic landfills


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You wish to soon see the prince 
But your coat you did not rinse. 
Prince might pick its stink and wince. 
You don’t such add to your sins. 

You still want to meet the prince?
John’s has been paining him since 
Now, it’s prayers for a means 
To dump his likes in dust bins …

Or, perhaps, your hopes his wink,
After nose had snatched the stink?

I swear, you to john he’d link!...

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Sisters-in- law either tall or short;
Or fat or thin or lean
Some are dirty like garbage bins,
And some are neat and clean.
Some of them are Hitler-type;
And can't control their tongues
Some are quiet and calm and nice,
Like typical Carmelite nuns.
Some are old and some are young
And some are cool and they love fun
Some are good but some are rude,
I feel so sad that I don't have one.....!!!...

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You traced
A heart in the water
Of a rock pool

In the morning
As we still glowed
From the loving

As milk floats raced
Along the seafront and
Seagulls raided the bins

But later...

Time fell into the tide
And when we talked
It became heavily conjunctive

And we lost it all
Suddener
As we could ever have imagined

Because you never
Knew the difference
Between you
And what you said....

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