Short Boy Poems
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Cowboy mind
(Your life
Or your money)
In a cycle of years
Grabbing every penny
You never became rich
I never became ditch
bull's-eye ripples spread
liquid glass surface shattered -
pond catches boy's stone.
Susan Ashley
August 28, 2017
he was a telescope
he had space and its galaxies in the palm of his hands
she just couldn't use the adjustors correctly
Make your own emblema
draw circles
in your schema
recreate a blue day
shine a panorama
make it a beautiful diorama
Black boots lad
Bag full of dreams
That innocent days
Naughty friends
Plays, eats,reads together
In Deciduous days
Happy Birthday to the unseen
and the mysterious that are not too easily to comprehend
yet life always in the in-between.
My college fell 200 spots in the annual rankings ~
Seems professors no longer give the students spankings
Friendship,
strong and sweet,
unassuming.
The faded mask she holds
is love.
05.04.2017
I hate the way he holds me,
around my shoulders
and my waist.
I miss the way you look at me,
I miss the way
you taste.
for boy thats white
on his feet he's light
he jump he hump
to the bump
he's get soul in his pants
watch
THE WHITE BOY DANCE
Good day for Huckleberry Finn
sporting a big proud grin.
Cast and caught a real winner,
he's taking it home for dinner.
Hate invoke,
Haunt sound silence in,
Lapsed love still,
Heart opens,
A kid of traipse live alone,
life of sorrow fun.
boy nervous first date
what if she wants to kiss me
I never learn how
anxious checking the mirror
hoping girl won’t show
am not insane
this is a change
i do have a name
and am not a play thing
call me sir mister
am not toy
DON'T CALL ME BOY
little socks crumble in corner — scrubbing smelly feet tout suite
12/31/2018
tout suite (too sweet) — right now
man's trust in his dog runs deep
I rest easy in your keep
my good boy, you've kept me safe
now it's time for you to sleep
his body
is a tree trunk
flowers growing
out of it
he plucks flowers
every night
and destroys them;
destroys himself
Form:
Bad boys bring brilliantly bruised,
brave boys believe blindly best
10/15/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
I am your cinderella make me your bride,
Give me shelter I have no place to hide..
Cinderella kisi or ki dulhan na ban jana..
Boys are cute
They are hot
They are chillin hot
And this world
And this state
And this city
Has a bunch of hot guys in it
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paranoid old man
reports his stolen paper
full story, page two
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Grown men are like little boys.
The difference is the size of their toys.
11/21/15
For Silent One's Epigram couplet contest
My boy toy
seems coy and cunning.
Sweet nothings
repeated,
some uncompleted, he leaves
my hope depleted.
Robbie
of Saint Claire's Heights
nose bled everyday cause
he was afraid of heights so forced
to move.
2019 September 23
Our Scots botanist
Coniferous evergreen
The Douglas fir tree
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland.php