Short Cardboard Poems
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Her eyes blinding mine,
My mind couldn't see she was
A cardboard hot ride;
All the perky promises
Sagged on the first rainy night
"Shelter Shelter homeless elder
Covered with cardboard from the weather"
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Don't shovel a clod upon my head
when I'm dead
or put me inside a cardboard cup
when you burn me up.
Get rid of me at last
with a cannon blast.
There was an old tomcat named Sox
Who enjoyed his brown cardboard box
He'd jump right inside
play there and hide
Old Sox in a box
Really rocks
Take flight, up high
Sky land, with a cardboard box?
So high, up clouds
loudly up, barrel light?
Do tricks, take a pick
ice cream licks, boomy boom?
cardboard messages
on street corners and parking lots
the face of despair
behind each sign a story
quickly glance and look away
After you left, I
Found my pride crouching inside
A homeless man’s box
I crawled inside and
Collapsed, releasing the last
Of love’s butterflies
8/5/11
Susan Burch
Truly named Acme
We fed cardboard sheets
into a machine in steady flow
corrugated boxes the result
boxes to be filled with wares
endless capitalism perpetuated
Walking side view
cardboard cut out
if you've seen it
probably was kinda halloweenish
it's a freak of nature
a view hard to conjure
up to you walking
cut out side view
I, as paper man
in paper town,
grey, saw
a cardboard cut-out
of a mirror,
the reflection
was a busy world
it didn't look real,
those colours
and restaurants
homeless, my dreams
wander the street
sleeping in a cardboard box
chilled from the cold
and rumbling hunger
longing for more
hoping for shelter
love that will
take them in
The battle rages, tree branch swords
cardboard boats on Viking Fjords
victory within our grasp
mother calling “time for your nap”
7/24/2021
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Fluorescent signs shout
"Liquor" and "***,"
cardboard boxes
hold the land hostage,
pushers and prostitutes
pirouette
with survival
their only choreographer.
bug inched around my glass rim
i knew it could fly off
it didn't
so I captured it
between a glass and a piece of cardboard
walked it outside and let it go.
I am a hero.
One more life saved
The cheap thrill
tobogganing down the slope
of the Aberfeldie Park hill
on a piece of cardboard
then adventuring to the smuggler's cave
near the Maribyrnong River
searching for buried treasure.
Heavy are shoulders
Bearing caskets of the dead
Cardboard or lined Lead
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children
create jolly
finger puppets
from cardboard,
chocolate smeared
little hands
make them sticky.
Jack Horne, 18th September for Nette’s Septolet the Puppet contest
Man on Stone Island
Cars whiz by
as ragged, tufted
man on stone island
carries his sign,
"hungry"
"homeless"
he has written
on the cardboard;
cars whiz by.
Cracks in the floor,
filled with old cardboard.
Plastic on the windows,
blankets on the doors.
Newspaper on the plumbing,
wood stacked by the stove.
Preparing for the winter,
when I was just a boy.
Preparing for the winter,
when I was just a boy.
Newspaper on the plumbing,
wood stacked by the stove.
Plastic on the windows,
blankets on the doors.
Filled up with cardboard,
Cold cracks in the floor.
I ventured to the shore of a foreign land,
whose beach was filled with a ton of sand.
Peering through thick pea soup fog,
I saw a ribbon on a cardboard dog.
It was just another day,
for Admiral Bowser Rondelet.
The paper moon starts to glow
on a painted cardboard scene
when love truly starts to flow.
Now we know that you trust me,
I let the string puppets go
for an opening night's spree
beyond the play's make-believe.
Just a big box of cardboard shapes
Individual pieces defined
Goodness, that feels like you and me
Slowly, yet surely, is all it takes
And in good time, they'll fit, side by side
Why then, I've got to ask, why don't we?
call it
whatever
you surely
will,
but to
me
this is
it,
my place
& only
worldly
possession
now...
be it
paper thin
& weather
beaten
7-1-07
Form:
I watched a ballplayer
wave 'Hi' to the
cardboard cut-out fans
propped up in the stands
At first I thought
It's time to find
a new optometrist
Then I remembered
This year
Everyone has
20/20 vision