Short Bucketful Poems

Quiggie Snarls were maritime snails
Tasted butter in mouth of Hales
He ate a bucketful
With his grandson Gudrool
Then kicked the bucket off the rails...

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Just remembered my dream about tortillas
Mind boggling it was, a revolutionary new idea
A self propelling mouth full
Yum yum by the bucketful
No effort, just enjoy stuffing your cake hole per diem...

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Gideon is trembling with fear
His wife shivering with cold;
Some chattering sounds to bear;
A discomfort from The Cold
Now learnt a fitting lesson;
A bucketful to now heat
“Menthol at home a blessing 
To Life-Threatening Cold beat!?
He is near Seventy-Eight;
Agnes’ loss would be a weight?...

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A bucketful of misfits
that is what we were
Traveling in pirate seas
Waiting for our chances
To stop hitting each other

We had swords and axes
And we were not afraid to use them
Some did not make it
The ones who did were the 
most aggressive

By the time we arrived to
treasure island I was the only
one left. The truest bluest
misfit of all. Aargh!...

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Jail was the land of my sojourn
for a decade

Now out of it all
building my life anew
I meet you dear woman, woman of the green breeze

Your mom is so illogical, thoughtless and heartless.

She pours a bucketful of human excrement
on my face, and expects to hold
the child of my blood in her arms
calling him her grandson 

I am left grappling
with tremors of prejudice....

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Fickle
Vain
An intolerable drain
Will my life be ruined by him
A right miserable pain?

I persist in seeking his
Bucketful of disdain
I would I am sure
Have more pleasure from the
Rain in Spain

I am glad he didst bid me farewell
Pity he did it before
I made that get lost 
Voodoo spell

Is it too late I wonder
To ask my ex dear
Why the sacksful of hate?

No doubt it is
He has moved on
Spreading more hate...

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Scooped up a bucketful of dripping stars
Liquid lights luminary streaming down my arms
Pooling like electric muse gone melting in the wind
Leaving brilliant footprints in the places I had been
Spun my hair to flaxen with a single shooting orb
Glowing green too shocking for my brain waves to absorb
Slipping in a star pool while they bounced and realigned
Perhaps my days of star catching were simply in my mind......

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I'm having a blue day
I'm having a down day
I'm having a sad day

Feeling despair
Feeling depressed
All I want to do is hide away in bed 
And cry a bucketful of tears

I'm having a blue day 
A down day 
A sad day 

Gonna let out my emotions 
And be a total mess
I'm gonna throw my phone to the ground 
And smash it into pieces 
I'm gonna throw some punches 
And turn all physical 

I'm having a blue day 
A down day 
A sad day 
Feeling oh so blue...

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The Woman gave him meaningful look
But he buried his face in a book
There was I with one other person
“A Fine Wench and he is acting A Parson!”
A Nice Woman asking for Thoughtful Mind
And The One before her rather behind!
Should she go back for a colorful dress?
What if it still yields ‘His Suffering Yes?
A man she wants to show Eventful Life
And he’s begun to stab it with sharp knife...

Maybe on him a bucketful water
And, as apology, bread-and-butter!...

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On her, my mind eclipsed,
a timebomb ticked in a thimble,
muscles bench-pressed the sky.

Under her, I am a sun warmed lake,
a bucketful of moonlight,
a lamb suckling upon a mother lion.

Our above and below passions
tumbled over and over, until we knew
nothing of up and down.

Fire and tears,
snow melting on hot iron,
the wild laughter of hunting angels.

A reckless love
assaulting time and space,
as if we could break-through,
any notion
of ceilings and floors.
...

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