Short Cables Poems

cold winter day
graveside service
jumper cables...

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The cables fraying
As the heat intensifies
Your love will drown me...

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Closed sliding doors opens up to a box
Cables, conduits and wires, hydraulics
Elevator


4/02/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©...

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There lives a pro elegant man of wires
His actions are carried out with pliers
HIS gratis keeps all trouble
Cables turn red, peace double
The electric young man of wires!...

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I can see myself
Outside my window
I'm not the bird on the wire
But the pole on which the wire is strung
With a hundred other cables cut and hung
Limp and spent
Outdated and irrelevant...

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the cold raises things
bread doesn't rise in the cold
bodily we do

sadistically 
which one the left or the right
getting out cables

always forgetting
positive or negative
my battery's dead...

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ABILITY  TO   READ   MUSIC



Not  me 

Maybe Mozart. 
 
Just cannot understand.. . . .  
 
Tadpoles  on  telephone cables  : 

Is  all.


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!!!!!!!!!!!

he’s  rockin’ cool man from Plain Wreckage 
who surfed chat rooms with lewd language 
cables flashed girly porno
wifey caught him nude solo
chopped dumpy oldie’s 4-inch sausage!


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**uh, oh... no offense to the guys here, lol!
well, that's what  women can do
which high-tech cannot do :)

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Did you see air
 Fragrance, 
 And gravity? 

   Can you claim to see
Love, hate
And disloyalty? 

   Did you see the path
On which sounds and
Magnetic signals travel?

   Do you brave enough to declare that
Running electricity in cables
Chargee in batteries
All seen or unseen things etc. 
Are present in the world? 

Now reply 
Without hesitation
Aren't I (God) ?...

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Wrestling has been around for ages,
Remember the Romans with there cages.
Ever since then it has gotten more violent.
Seldom does the crowd grow silent.
They hit each other with steel chairs and tables,
Leaping off ladders and walking on cables.
Injuries come quite often.
Not to mention their bodies are softened.
Going to see them live is really cool, And its all to see them hard hitting fools....

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Your stinging invasion of audacity through my eyes.
A curse of honing tranquility.

Nest of station of a world that never dies.
Nor hampers loves possibility.

Drowning pool, maelstrom of emotional drool.

Teach me you and keep me after school.

Reach me with your umbilical cables.
Drain me of the essence and wrap me 
in your silkened spool.

Hymn, Vowel, Fable?
Please be true.
Why can't you, be ?...

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She spews lies and hatred on cables and wires,
She hunts down those with watched fires,
We see her twisted brains on her decrepit head,
As we live a life online with laughter and reality read.

Casting her inanity of verbal vomit with fervor and joy,
Her anonymity sits around nothing with her evil ploy,
We gather our strength to burn her away with fire and light,
As we prepare to make a stand and put up a good fight....

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GOLDEN  GATE  BRIDGE


In the sea at the end of the west
Curves of orange vermillion  
Mathematical perfection with the sunset
It leaps, it vaults over:  
Like an arrow straight it flies
Out of the fog -  sky bridge
Like a flowing golden gown, 
Towers and cables woven  
With wings full spread 
Like two vermillion angels
Protecting the narrows,  soaring  
Unsupported, floating over the strait
Where America ends....

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She flies on her broomstick and enters cables and wires,
She hunts down the pure of heart and never tires,
We see her pointy black hat on her wicked head,
As we live a life online with fear and such dread.

Casting her spells of verbal abuse with fervor and joy,
Her coven sits around a cauldron with their evil ploy,
We gather our sage to burn them away with fire and light,
As we prepare to make a stand and put up a good fight....

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There together, side by side.
He, the pilot; she, the ride.

Same but different is their focus:
Hers a pattern; his a locus.

His, of old, a line of red;
Hers coerce a twisted thread.

Hers, producing loops and cables;
His, a safe trip home enables.

His propels across the vast;
Hers are going nowhere fast.

Hers produce a supple fleece;
His, in excess, draws police.

Neither, for the other’s, wheedles;
Each observing different needles....

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Suspended by cables from the ceiling
He waits for unconsciousness
Every wound dripping on the floor below
Words can't escape his discarded tongue
Over on the table are tools for torture
Little does he know that he is not alone
Full white bloody lab coat greets him
Not explaining what she'll do next
Licking her fingers, she takes the knife
Undoing one clip, she licks her lips
Sensual breaths can be heard
Tracing her fingers on his chest, is ShewolfNLust...

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Buds of a blossoming word,
Rooting  thoughts beneath
Earths cold canopy.
You will raise the dying leaf
 
Steel bridges of rain.
Where cables hold  the heart,
To Flowers, bay ,and harbor
Death and life join two parts.


But you make new again
The breath of one dandelions
Upward spiral of love –
A budding flower of sweet peas. 


Words pass the pouring cloud
Holding those departing hours
Raining seeds ascend
There waiting mothers of sky

To live no more with dying...

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The woman of the day cables brought us a decorated egg
I would have rather had some ale, in a sturdy looking keg
Our crocodile-like creature wanted to taste the egg of course.
The blue bird of happiness was irritated, we call him Mr. Norse.

A dragon with a striped tummy showed up carrying a sign.
Everyone stand down, the woman yelled, that dragon is all mine.
We had no idea what happened to him, but she was all upset.
Mr. Norse who is a gloomy goober said “she will eat him, I do bet.”...

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The woman of the day cables brought us a decorated egg
I would have rather had some ale, in a sturdy looking keg
Our crocodile-like creature wanted to taste the egg of course.
The blue bird of happiness was irritated, we call him Mr. Norse.

A dragon with a striped tummy showed up carrying a sign.
Everyone stand down, the woman yelled, that dragon is all mine.
We had no idea what happened to him, but she was all upset.
Mr. Norse who is a gloomy goober said “she will eat him, I do bet.”...

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