Short Chink Poems

Lantern in blue haze, oil flame spirit glow, end tunnel chink of light...

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They(demons) only come around to draw energy
from you - leaving you feeling lethargy -
be mad not, smoke and drink
your happiness through laughter that is chink...

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Chink! One quarter in the machine ...
Crank! Crank! Crank!
Gumballs tumble ...
Plunk! ... I got one! ... Open the door.
Why was it always ...
Never the color I wanted?...

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Delicious
sweet
3.14
yum
fills my whole plate
my fork sinks into the deep red goo
chink, clank
fork hits the metal plate
in my mouth the taste
still lingers
goo on my fingers
oh my sweet cherry pi, goodbye...

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Do you see me standing there 
Looking like I do care
But it’s a mask you see
Of what I want to be

But you won’t see who I am
And the chink in my armoured plan
So here I stand so very proud
Only showing what will be allowed.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Immersed in our role, we vent rage
Let us then doublethink
Why needless mind battles we wage
Let us repair this chink

Stupor is our illness
Stillness path to wellness
Ushering blissfulness 

Love and light our goal
Immersed in our role...

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White  house  picket  fence  garden
Black hair kohl eyes  blue rose lips 
Chef folding egg whites into souffle
Defrosting preparing cooking lunch
Sculpture of a laurel-crowned  bust
Oriental  rugs  bare  wooden  floors
Inhale   a   sweet  antique  floral  air
Chink  iced-tea glasses Dominoes...

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Don’t be late 
Get on board

Hate that hate
Hate that word


Nigga Faggot
Fairy coon

Sticks n stones
OH!
Words WILL bruise!

Guinea chink
Jewball slut

Words that hurt 
Words that SHUT

Get on board
Shut that gate

Shun those
Words
Hate that
Hate

By: Bill MacEachern
03/13/21...

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BREAKFAST  AT  HOME



Familiar sounds  from the kitchen  -
Preparatory squeak of cupboard door,
Businesslike clank of pan on stove, water splashing from taps,
Promising chink of plates and cups, rattle of knives and forks,  
Smell of tea brewing and flame-done toast,
Crackle of eggs frying, sizzle of bacon....

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I rouse from a delicious dream
open my sleepy eyes
golden rays stream through
a tiny chink in closed curtains

Refreshed and rejuvenated
I bound out of bed
full of optimism
for the new day ahead

Life is so unpredictable
I cherish each morning I wake
and hope like the sun
I will continue to rise
for many years to come 

2/8/19 ...

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You are my warrior.
The fighter, my own.
Let me be your armour,
And never outgrown.

I cry for you, warrior,
Or one day I might.
If you, gentle lover,
Are called up to fight.

For you would be taken,
With no time to think.
And see in your armour
The slightest of chinks.

A chink which could open
The door for just one
Arrow, or spear...
Or kiss from a gun....

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Think man, think,
You’re on the brink,
Try figure now
No matter how.

Think man think,
Forget the drink,
A clever rhyme
There’s not much time.

Think man think,
You can’t hoodwink
Poetry soup
A clever group. 

Think man think 
Can’t catch a wink
Should get this done
You’ve not begun.

Think man think
Exposed your chink?
It’s time for bed
Tomorrow instead!...

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AWAKE IN LONG BEACH


awaiting the perk 

from freshly brewed java 

the lull in gull squabble over 

a tide dredging up debris

blemishing beach

husband and wife

skiffs passing in night 

each wake muster 

“good morning” 

sugar black coffee

crack boiled eggs 

never a smile

their chink in armor

invisible

amour not at all

what it’s cracked up to be...

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Crimson coats 
Truth laces on the sleeves

Layered pinks
Weary wants within 

A chink in the sky 
Chapels clarify

Words that smelled green
Promises pristine

Doting on the dark dew 
 Musk settles anew

Unruled pages
Ruled roads
Caveats mistaken
Heart carrying the heaviest load.

The path forsaken 
The path forgiven

Some of us aren’t meant to be tamed 
Come, this is the way....

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You must never give up keep carrying on 

Ignore what’s behind you forget it its gone 

Rise above it all your bigger and stronger 

It won’t be easy and the road will seem longer 

But the further you get and the further you travel 

Things will get better they will start to unravel 

And when things start to fall into place carry on your fight

And one day you will see it  

The first chink of light...

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TV, Romance 

So I´m guilty, a temporary crack in 
my tough exterior, a moment of 
sentimental- too mush watching of
soap opera- weakness.
Her coat, hang in the wardrobe, in  
the restaurant, and I pressed it to 
my my face, closed my eyes and 
inhaled her fragrance, only woke up 
when two women looked at me and
giggled. I must be careful not show 
a chink in my armour of coolness and 
never again watch Brazilian soaps....

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The sky  is dark  and foreboding
the sky of the night waits
The eerie shape of the moon is hidden
When suddenly a small chink appears
a weak light is projected downward
getting stronger by the minute
In that shaft of light is the shadow
of a bird carrying in its beak 
an olive branch he flies off 
towards the fighting  zone
where the  heads of 
Government are convening
Dropping the branch on the table
he chirps then flies off to wait....

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The ones we love will fly away, 
Nothing here is forever to stay. 
The sweetest lives shine bright and short, 
Or boats that sail at last to port. 

What is life but pain and sorrow?
What moves today to tomorrow? 
A thousand choices move through time, 
Appear without reasoning or rhyme.  

But once or twice a light shines through, 
A chink in armor knocked askew. 
Revealing to us what is true, 
The reason for our sadness new....

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A small secretion gave him away,
the tough marine who had yomped in a day
from San Carlos to Stanley, served in Helmand,
but now was defeated by the tiniest hand
that gripped his finger and wouldn't let go,
he swallowed hard, no feelings could show
the chink in his armour, that hard carapace,
as that small secretion rolled down his face
from eyes that looked down, completely undone
by this scrap of humanity, his firstborn, his son....

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Brown spots dab my poor pale skin
Deeper and bigger than freckles
I'd play dot to dot, if I knew where to begin
If I were a hen; I'd be speckled

Gardeners' distress and indignation
As head holes can cause mayhem
Though hills appear, without invitation
Let's not make mountains out of them

A chink in the armour as word gets out
From a very special sleeper
A fly in the ointment, a spy with clout
But if he's on your side, he's a keeper...

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Listen intently..' peace.)
Munitions roar' the worlds mouth!
Utter death! and denial.'

Much life is lost, too bad.!
How do we count? In evil score?
Let us wipe the slates clean.!

Dared to smile' to think?
Open a vista, the chink of plates
This cup overflow' cease.'

Awaken all peoples
To explore of each chance? piece'
Let it fall, in laps today !

Denying gloom, deny hate'
Give hope a breathing space
Listen intently.'  Peace!

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