Short Bulldozer Poems

super
duper

pooper
scooper...

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What too do about housing foreclosure?

maybe...just rent a bulldozer,

tear off the roof,knockdown some walls

at least have some personal closure...



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I hear the sound of a loud bulldozer
That’s destroying all the trees
Save one, lone survivor

Entrant into ^Rick Parise's "One tree standing in a distant field" contest

3/6/2012...

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You cut the rivers in half
bulldozed the banks edge
bristled the green trees
and threw florid ladies into the vetch
your old winkles
falling into shredded paper
your conversation not always edifying

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Flyin' like an eagle
Startin' like history
Freedom bulldozer
We set the scene 
We live the artistic theme
Heartache with braids
The Toronto city, freedom with taste.
I live like a bald eagle
Extinct but legally our symbol
Together it is,
Biu Oze...

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An Exposure Horn Haiku

Had been a bad blend
And no one want to offend
Who should this I send?

Came a bulldozer
Creating poor exposure
Now am not so sure.

From earth took big bite
Was it Islam or Shiite
Suffer day and night.

We started to see
All our foreign policy
Will not set us free.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran

http://www.story-telling-around-the-world.com/...

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Thank you mankind, 
for leaving this clump of trees,
for us Nature lovers.
A crowd of deciduous samplings,
motionless like prisoners,
in a desert of bulldozer ruts.

If I squint my vision,
I should be thankful that the clump of trees
is positioned to catch the Autumn sun
 - at just the right angle.
It's all how you view trees.

So sad they're young and orphaned
With no desire to shed their leaves....

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I have dipped my fingers
in the blood of the victim
and asked for the version of the surgeon.

The precocious death?
Do I need another witness?
Who was trapped under the fallen tree?

Only the passer - by was hit
not the bulldozer
which comes from the palace.

After the rain, tortoises will come out,
parrots will be shot down
without any qualms.

Molten lava flows on the thighs.
I come before the symphony and shout:
our homes are burning.


SATISH VERMA...

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I wish I had a bulldozer for my soul 
I wish I had bulldozer..
To erase the cold
This wall has been getting old 
Its been weakened, but remains sturdy
I've been cleansed, but remain dirty 
Don't know how long it will stand 
But I wish it would crumble already
Just when I feel steady 
Right when I feel ready 
I see how strong it can be..
My soul aches sometimes 
I want to let someone in, but
They dont know where I've been and
I still don't have a bulldozer for my soul...

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