Short Carts Poems
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if not for men
and their will
to open
their fists
and their hearts
tragic feminine
beasts of burden
the will of men
still in their carts
Form:
carts and apples,thats what we need on new york streets
a free snack until we get back on our feet
in the south,we need french fries in our mouth
After Christmas comes Boxing Day
When mum carts the rubbish away
Like one of the boys
Dad plays with our toys
Day is done; what more can I say?
What shall be number
one oh eight?
Two carts shall slide across a metal slide!
But not yet! There they sit undisturbed!
And now the ball remains!
His narcissism’s off the charts
Only psychos say he’s got smarts
This china shop bull
Sells shopping carts full
Of shlock from his rear-facing parts
Chlamydia, Queen of the Farts,
("one sniff and they're hauled off in carts")
was loving a hump,
but let out a trump,
and Charlie returned to his tarts...
Chad coats Carla
Carla crazily cries
Cars crash crushing carts
Chad calls cops
Cops curve checking cars
Cars crushed
Circumstances cause cries
Communities clamor calling cops
coiling clouds
like parachutes
on top of the tiny houses
velvet blue dipping
in the snowish white
muddy roads of soily
brown stretching
they didnt know on
the carts before
Form:
its a made of flower
you watch for hours
also way up high
in the sky
you see the clouds
ringing loud
that part of art
it world of carts
you dream of
the
WONDERFULL WORLD OF ART
Kid, states is paid
Tapped your hand pad out
No grissle on the iron
Steam tears of fear
Preposterous approval
Applicants endure sub traction
Textworth of link sis
Under obligated
Your sheath
Envelopes back paying crime rent
TWENTY MINUTES OF TURBULENCE
seat belts fastened
tight
snack carts
jettisoned away
pilot on the talkie
nonsensical i say
the mobster clouds
take our jumbo jet
for a ride
we fly the turbulent skies
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
beak
of the plague mask
lest I smell
your rotting bodies
strewn
I smell your crosses
daub your doors
I smell your corpses
pile your carts
I smell your fires
flame your dead
I smell you earth
and weep for you
cried moon
Quatrain #843:
PLAN
Prize your wise heart that acts warm deed,
Live that firm art where words fit need;
Aim each stern start that joy brings peace,
Note poise that carts the love you feed.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
10 August 2018
Singapore
We were out of milk
So, we raced to the grocery store
My husband and I had competing carts
We raced around the aisles like we were on fire
As we were loading ten bags into our trunk
My husband said “Did you get the milk?”
Both of us had forgotten why we came
I, too, hear America singing,
As my flip-flops
Cruise the Wal-Mart aisles.
A fast-approaching wind
Drives me in to shop.
I smell the heat-rush
Of the hotdog vendor--
Clothing, mustard and relish.
Carts flash.
Soda crackles.
Purses snap.
Nothing's lost on me.
gypsies come to town
riding dusty horse drawn carts
watch out there's thieves amongst us
collecting what they can
the tramps are after our husbands
to pass along their curse
these gysies,tramps and thieves
will stop at nothing just to get your purse!!
april 23,2012
The powerful, upward thrust of the skyscrapers
The sinewy curves of the lake and the river
The throbbing pulse of the trains and the traffic
The musky scent of the hot dog carts
And the sultry moans of a feral saxophone echoing through the streets.
Yes, Chicago!
You are a sexy beast!
Form:
Savannah, pretty city of the South
Where I spent half a day of my life
Eating your delicious bread
Mixing the smoke of my pipe
With your warm air
Riding in carts pulled by big ambulatory horses
Pissing in your sewage
And wending even more
Southward
You left behind
A shining point
On the turning trajectory
Of my life
Form:
Hearts in carts, we roll them in.
One by one out of the bin.
Lets count how many are broken.
I think I may of saw my own.
The same heart I lent out for loan.
Thank you love, now the remains are shown.
Hearts on display among broad shelves they stay.
People stare in humor, we stare in dismay.
Only available at Cupid's Way.
The trouble now is comparison
though nature by virtue
is always a glee
you see where differences
arise glass somehow may reflect
for better or worse.
Let assume the moon is a kind
of a necessity following
and some and things forging
still here the race of let say 5 carts and some horses.
Summer Shift
Searing scorched air as the sun beats down.
People moving slowly in the hot humid town.
The carts they push, the bags they carry.
Makes them feel like an oven-baked cherry.
Trudging home as the clock strikes 3.
They lie on the couch and drink ice tea.
Thinking how hot & tired they are.
Then go get an ice cream bar.
The Laughter on their faces
and banter by the carts,
is just another way of hiding
the hatred in their hearts.
The ground around here swallows
our footsteps as we tread,
now the water gently wallows
where our friends once lay dead.
One day this place is hell,
on others, simply worse.
I'm one of many stuck here,
one of many with a curse.
Fusion is also a genre in folklore.
I am a perfectionist. You may address me there.
Father in bad habits, brothers in curtain in carts
Outside chores are somewhere, in outside doors.
And I will tell you
I will end you in here and now.
Hundred times more
Before your MS-DOS "Chronoskimmer" finds me in Gloria Anzaldúa
ever again.
gather wares for market day
and cauldrons of the land
baneful stock for the boiling pot
before the evening’s end
tankards spill and taverns heave
upon these Beltane days
see magic folk and sorcerers
on an otherwise malaise
then pack the carts and disappear
before the robin sees
and woe betide the straddlers
caught there on Gallows’ Eve
Wet Crows huddled in a tree
Golf carts in the rain
The wind holds its breath
sad bagpipes whine
a wolf-like predator
a trail of Cheerios
Owl’s feathers
silence amid the noise
no place to go
six cats on a marble floor
playing at the dinner table
French fry vamps
Movie matinee
A popcorn fantasy
John G. Lawless
©3/26/2023