Short Careening Poems
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You had me briefly careening
towards that crooning
but your excessive preening
and secret self-loathing
won an abrupt ending
Running, leaping high
I feel as if I'm flying
Rolling, soaring sly
Careening through the trees, free
Forest of dreams while I sleep
Disillusion: Uncaged, balding dogs :
staring, grinning, careening,
through broken windows moment by moment.
Copyright McCuen 2008
The Tower of Pisa started leaning
Builders knew by floor three the meaning
Soft earth they say
Still stands to this day
More than 16 feet off center careening
Careening down the freeway
adjusting watching
my rear-view mirror
Checking to see
if death
be closing in
Lurking there
in my blind spot
of a blinded life.
Purose and Meaning
What was Trump's purpose and meaning
Information we should start screening
All of it start searching through
Just like FBI tries to do
My head off wall went careening.
Jim
The highway of life is full of speed bumps and unseen peril
Heed the rules of the road; ease off the gas pedal when traveling
On a serpentine route, or risk careening off a high cliff
Date written and posted: 11/25/2018
When I die I want to go peacefully in my sleep like gramps
Not screaming like his passengers while careening off the on-ramp
Want to wake up in our garage
Enjoying a soothing massage
Administered by the neighbor's sexy teenage tramp
When I die I want to go peacefully in my sleep like gramps
Not screaming like his passengers while careening off the on-ramp
Want to wake up in our garage
Enjoying a soothing massage
Administered by the neighbor's sexy teenage tramp
Racist checkers- ego-fueled.
Back and forth they go.
Jump me once, I'll jump you twice.
Careening toward the darkest back row.
Nothing left but two lonely pieces.
Forever frozen in opposite corners.
Staring over a checkered past.
Over a field of a burned-out dream.
The crush of reporters with mikes
the security entourage
Autograph-seekers, well-wishers
hand-shakers, selfie-fishers
On stage 24/7... with luck, for years
Careening 'career' ... jeers and cheers
~ ‘midst the booze veneer
L – Little Larry Leadfoot
I – insisted on
C – careening around
K – key intersections
E – endangering himself,
T – terrifying other
Y – youngsters.
S – Sergeant Smart
P – persisted in
L – law enforcement,
I – impounding Larry’s
T – tricycle.
written April 6, 2018
careening through outer space
on this giant blue marble
sailing upon the waters
called the sea of discontent
when came the time of evil
the saltiness of sorrow
yet a revival of hope
and with a return to love
bring about the paradise
we have long been waiting for
date:3/17/22
My coveted letter is C
It creates a chant, so carefree
coasting, careening
caress, convening
With charm, words flow contentedly
C-words, as cordial, candlelight
caretaking, and calm, can delight
charming, curative
are comparative
to the C-words, I care to write
Electricity crackles in the air
roller-coaster careening
off its track as silver trumpets blare
Gangs teem and thrive in jungles
from Africa to American streets
shells of bodies without heartbeats
Naked greed meets raw power
each devours the other
~ carcasses to recover
A light stroke of the sun caresses the soft features of your face just right
As dust particles dance in the morning light
Surrounded by a thousand molecules careening about suspended in a sunbeam
You lay motionless deep in a daydream
The seemingly choreographed specs maneuver in perpetual bliss
As serenity sneaks chaos a kiss
Quiet like the sea that winks at you with caution
Until waves wash your balance in a soaking totter
Exertion in a rooted footing to snatch breaths of salty air
Steadiness holding/healing a body from the drop off of loss
To watch the setting sun, its lilt and tow of memory
careening beneath waves
Seeping into my reality
I feel the effects
Of excruciating pain
Destroying my soul.
It obliterates my senses
Keeping me numb inside
Everything but the pain
Is careening out of me.
My heartbeat is incredible
Beating like an idiot
It jumps off a cliff
Unknowing where it lands
It hits the bottom hard
Bleeding to the truth.
Russell Sivey
Salubrious antipasto
Trimmed to be vociferous
Left without the tympani
Holding up a symphony
Greased well guaranteed articulate
Inundated synchrony
Molded into ebony
Gone on before the starting gate
Innate
Careening toward a screening
Where is all this the leading?
A gracious over-seeding
All sliding towards a feeding
In generosity I ate
Churlish wind hovers overhead
Ready to chart its path of dread
By wistful, listless conductor led
Twirling baton with rotors fed
A swirling blender over land spread
Careening, eerie echo left in its stead
Fluffing the threads of barren bed
Wispy fibers in ginning whirlpool sped
Silty granules from denuded top shred
Strafing the strands of every bare head
I find it sadistic to gaze upon a star
but without the ability to touch it.
On this precious earth, free will is beyond anybody's reach.
Free will is the greatest tease.
I feel wholly blessed that I'm not totally blind.
We're all trapped in a skin cage of ego.
Careening off one another.
Pinballs in a secondhand arcade
Flawed and chipped and forever on tilt.
We work on the Funny Farm
Charlie And I
Different Cartoon Characters everyday
Heckle and Jeckle, Droopy, Captain Caveman
Careening through the day like Homer Simpson
Curiously, where is he?
Oh, he’s around somewhere
Crusading for a better day
Because when all is said and done
We all deserve a Duff Beer at the end of the day
Azure panels fade; shed golden mane
Black, celestial portents mail links chain
Windows of heaven shaded darker strain
Foggy panes availing beams do disdain
Billowing, gray folds gilded tapestry doth stain
Burgeoning spouts brackish bile to drain
Reverberating drums strike dolesome refrain
Streaking bolts o'er tumult wax then wane
An eerie whistle howls announcing the careening train
Ahhh- blue
the color rose I give to you.
Harken and listen to the meaning,
before you begin
joyously careening.
It is a cool color,
universally meant to calm.
Helps with blessings, grace,
charm and intuition-
With a sublime embrace
and exalted fruition-
This blue rose I give to you
with love as my mission.
Won 8th place in the "The Blue Rose" contest by Mac McGovern
A. Green
Another bash
Careening dancers emerge
Frenzied
Gyrating haplessly into jigs
kilts lifting
Maurice nods
Ormond poised queerly
Rocking
stretching
Tim under vintage wiles
Xavier yawning zzs.