Short Chard Poems

Rainbow chards bewitch
Piercing skies with reverence
Invasion delight...

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Malfatti di bietola (Chard)
Suppa con sarde  (Sardine)
Polio con olive nere (Chicken)
Bariotti beans
Ricciarelli   (Biscuits)
Lambrusco 
Si ?...

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When you stay with granddad, it seems
life isn’t quite always a dream;
some lessons are hard,
like eating Swiss chard
in order to get some ice cream!...

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we did something not too hard

put a scarecrow in the yard

now when kids trick or treat

theyll likely skip our street

or try my wifes stewed swiss chard.
...

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Who knew it would be in the cards
that I’d be preparing Swiss chard.
Saute’d in extra-virgin,
you’ll avoid the heart surgeon,
but it tastes much better with lard!
...

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RAINSHINES--


Sometimes the rain shines through the darkness
Loudly booms the sounds of silents
Whom am I to yell at the clouds
Illuminate me now invisible
Raining down blacken chard streams of lights
Rain shines in clouds invisible


2/11/19...

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~I colored myself Holy if I stand before His Glory
Father leaves His rainbow as a promise
He said he shall not chastise us with water again
But in a blazen fire chard alas only through repentance are we spared~

10/6/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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A Roto-dent toothbrush of mine
Once said “Where the heck did you dine?’
there’s bits of Swiss chard
Next too white fried cod
And pumpkin seeds by your canine?

Just then the cell phone ding-a-lings
calls out “I’ve got just the thing!’
that new water pick
will soon do the trick
“Howdy-Do DING-A-LING-ling?”...

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The air hung heavily
depressed by the golden fall
of the sugar maples leaves
ripe with the sweet smell of Ida Red apples.

Rain-washed the breeze blew
through the clapboard’s chinks
into the closeted rooms of man.

Rabbits, raccoons and deer forage
amongst the autumn crops of chard and kale.

All of creation
prepares
for the long night....

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blazing hot summer
a black, bad asphalt wallows
melts into dry grass

bugs get stuck dry-up
frozen in heated black spot
burnt alive dead stuck

what is it left but...
chard, burnt amber drops dots
blaze burn up insects

melts into dry grass
a black, bad asphalt wallows
hot summer blazing

8/25/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019...

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cukes finding trellis
edemame has some blooms
green peas pushing through

pulled the scotch bonnet
no space for non- production
chickens love the scrap

salad needs thinned out
bugs didn't get all the kale
mighty spinach grows

using recipe 
as prescribed once a week and 
buds n blooms monthly

3 kinds of cabbage
rainbows colors of Swiss chard
planted by the moon...

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Tales of sacrificed fear
on scared tortured terrain
wild strengths smoldering beneath
tantrums of the fractious.

Gateway opens, rocks vault, liquids spew
fires burn and soil creep

Vented anger, terrifyingly unleashed
scarped lands and chard boulders
tinged bushes, strewn trees
flowed hard blackened beds

Gateway to Hell, Masaya volcano, Nicaragua....

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Hexa What ?

 Caught tight here in your arms
I find peace with your charge
Hid for now from life's harms
Blind, hurt, put up by charm
Love with you can be hard
And I am still here chard
 
  Hold me close right here
Bring me peace I hear
Kiss me soft now dear  
Chase way all the fear
Hold me, love me here

  A gift we share
We took a dare
Had a child here
No time for air

  Hold me here
Shed a tear
I miss you

  I cried
We wept

  My...

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There's no pockets in a shroud.
There's no cash point in the sky.
No expensive holidays or brand new cars to buy
or pretty  girls weighing up your wallet size. 

when your burned to chard ashes
or buried in the ground.
your money will have no value
and your Ferrari you can't drive.

All you can leave are memories that please
and smiles on the faces of those you leave 
good deeds you achieved 
and hope people remember
A great human being and not a corporate machine....

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Fitting Together Just Right
                             By Charles Gerald Patrick Chard 2bd
                              Gavri Hanita Hazaka Abir Selek 2nd
O How I love him,
Let me count the ways,
O Love which is no whem,
In charm and his smile I say,

He look at me so sweet,
His form please to my sight,
His love to me such a treat,
We fit together just right,

He does so much for me,
I love him more each day,
My love for him will he see,
He is so wonderful, this I say....

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