Short Clogs Poems

a fallen leaf clogs
frenzied flowing in the spout
willingly collapsed...

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Winter begins —
her clogs and his windbreaker
afterward snow banks

12/15/2018...

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As lovely geisha
That can stop any man
With just one look
And is taught to move
To and fro
With fans n clogs
For all to say ah...

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He thinks my tractor's sexy
I wear gold hoops and pink clogs
My hat's quite floppy
My furrow set to sow
He thinks my tractor's sexy
and I bounce around for him....

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Does verse reveal
the litter

That left strewn, 
clogs up your mind

Does poetry
uncover

What the prose tries best
—to hide

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)...

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Trump and Lincoln

Lincoln split long logs;
What Trump has given me is
A splitting headache.

Can you imagine building
things with Dump Trump 
logs wearing shower clogs....

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The pieces of the day
Fit to stay
As my mind catalogues
With it all 
It never clogs
Room like a stall
My betrothed on the line
Giving good love
And whispers
Keep the pieces
From washing away...

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your love is
mosquito swarm
the sweet nectar of
shame pouring down
the throat clogs
stops up senses
defenseless
i am a tree
down on my knees
my limbs snap&break
don't take your time
take mine...

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Like the morning dew I cry
Seeking passion when it’s void
Regret not showing real love
When your love is true.

My floral bed fades away
When there is no one to care
My soul feels pain of neglect
As eyes blink , brain clogs....

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The idyllic painting

I remember it well
The dirt road
The neglected
Domestic landscape
Growing wild
Tall
Ongoing battle
Freedom
For the strongest
I walked
Into the painting
Wore clogs
Yellow dust
Behind me
Going north....

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A night heron rises unto the dark sky
Wild geraniums overwhelm my senses
Rush fire into and through my veins...

Heart beats are set aflutter
By the toe beats of your clogs
As your clogs echo over
The pavements in dark recesses of my memories...

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Red flags I predict summer Camp
At war with those daycare children
In open meadows wrestling on the grounds
Playground wars, water filled balloons and dirt and mud clogs thrown
World War Children



12/30/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020...

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NEVER QUIT THE SPIT

Madam Suzelle Poole, Ballet dancer and poet born 1940 . . . 

Come on ladies, get those old dancing clogs on
At just a mere 79 where did this lass go wrong

Indiana Shaw . . . 

“A & E, well, I was just watching this video and I thought I would give it a go” : /...

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You simply cannot run in clogs;
they slip-slide and fly 
yards from your destination;
searching for a landing pad.
Flying clogs,
other’s dodge
and wonder why you threw them
when you didn’t.
A flying clog’s
ulterior motive,
will make you very cross
and endanger friendships.


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Long ago, when I was young,
Before my hearing began to fail,
Why, I could hear a boll weevil
Tiptoe across a cotton bale.
                                                  
But many years have come and gone;
The ghetto blaster took its toll.
Now I couldn't hear an elephant
Dance in clogs with wooden soles....

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The old clogs
Retreating
From outdoor
To be worn
Only
In a bathroom
Make a loud nouse
As though crying
At the shoes' revolution
Of the young generation
Sometimes a clumsy old man resembles
The old clogs
Grumbling loudly and helplessly
At the young generation
For any differences
In life style or ideology...

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Tradition

Religion

Our flight plan repetition
Dead people’s luggage clogs the runways of the mind.

Terrorism

Fundamentalism

Synonymous with the blind, the needless
Handles snap and you bind them?

Grounded forever in the baggage of your kind,
Tied up in tales of better times

Tradition

Religion

Recognition

	Think again....

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View that cholesterol wad
Sizzling cheeseburger
Hold the veggies, add ketchup
Tape burger to thighs
Hungry heart pulsates
Thump, thump, thump
Stop!
 
 
April 28, 2011
*Entry for Gwendolen’s Fast Food Epulaeryu contest
 PS -- Some are misunderstanding.  The "Stop" is the sound of the heart stopping when cholesterol clogs the arteries....

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gears
always know
the minutes.
clogs corner 
roman numerals. 

What bird
lives in you
and how do you
every hour get 
the feather symbol
to chirp?

In reaching zenith
time returns again
to downward spiral

i am the last
in the chain of being
for  i wind-up
the nest
time builds
on everyone's wall
as metal
pine-cones
ascend
as clockwork
does its
intended
mechanism....

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For time clogs our minds,
  While you flourished into life.
You kept on through the hardships,
  And hurtled over strife.

Your inner will was great,
  An inner force of will.
You persevered your roll in life,
  While the world was standin’ still.

You ran circles around the world,
  With your powerful thoughts.
You are a vintage poet,
  That the world forgot....

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Oh Winnie the Pooh
Why don’t you wear shoes?
Don’t your soft yellow paws hurt?
Do they get covered in dirt?
I myself wear clogs
As they help me to jog.
While wearing my boots and red britches
And I can jump all around and over ditches
Whereas I know you will slowly pad along
Before you stumble over a log
My dear, dear Pooh
Why don’t you wear shoes?
24 January 2013 – Zach Chan...

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Your eyes are also like quarries that filled with
rain water and became lakes
Pretty opaque pools
That hypnotize
That make my senses drag themselves to the edge and submerge

Drowning out the rest of the world
Your beauty waterlogs
Clogs my mind
Washes it of all other awareness
Makes sure than you’re my only focus
Under your spell like hocus pocus
Or “Crucio"
This is just torture, you know....

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Metronome heart beats in 4/4 time while mandolin chimes in staccato voice.  In the background, guitar hums and banjo sings.  Bluegrass echoes across southern winds; blues and mountain music force a dance from tranquil feet; it’s a concert fit for country royalty, at the Opry.  The East coast clogs and smiles.

On the rolling winds,
Echo strains of the southland;
Gaia’s toe tapping.

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Through the opened orifice
of humanities consciousness,
the whirling, whirring, rush of rain;
tumults round the asphalts plane.

Spritzing, spreading, shrieking, zing…
the staccato sounds of wet spring;
the tinkling chimes, the brass banter
the clop of clogs, children canter.

All the sizzle of an oiled pan.	
All the sparkle of dew on land.
All pummeled, a peonies pain,
the soundless swirl petals, drain....

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It's like you know that you're hungry but you cant eat 
And something's on your mind so you cant sleep 

The more you try not to think about it the more it clogs your brain 
It's like a labyrinth and you're going insane 

Your heart is heavy and your thoughts are deep 
You say you'll never leave but talk is cheap 

You think of a brighter day or a better tomorrow 
But somehow you just end up drowning in sorrow...

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