Short Collector Poems
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Rose collector bird
shades of pink blossom bulbuls
Lovely crimson set
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Demi Moore
An Arsenal football fan for sure
She once was a bill collector
But now she's a doll collector!
9-9-2024
What
you get
from Alice-
life stories in paint.
Alice Neel (1900-84)
http://www.artcyclopedia.com/artists/neel_alice.html
my phone ring and sing
there 'a wing
that pings
i know before
i pick up is the bill stuff
one name is hector
BILL
COLLECTOR
charles james collects red ants
despite neighbors angry rants
it is time you quit
even as you sit
hundreds gather in your pants.
I am a collector of natures splendors
Rocks, sand, plants and feathers,
Around the world they come together
All in one place for me to treasure.
Antoine Lavoisier
A pioneer in chemistry in his day.
A royal tax collector he was made.
He lost his head with a guillotine’s blade.
Collecting all manner of things,
From battered old derbies to rings,
He still couldn’t find,
It stayed on his mind,
A three-legged scarecrow that sings.
upon my door
i looked across the road
Where days before
a kind woman
died of corona
and in the background
iPhone advertises
in my sighies
all monies dies
Wiggles struts casually her leash.
People react well to this four-legged creature.
Passersby can't help but smile.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
nose fish
carousel
fresh eye
hang man slate land lord
rent collector nice
colleague pay miss guild
cauldron children rise dagger misile
cod capture
rupture day
cold spleen
N-ote
I-nspires
C-ollector
O-f
L-ines
E-xpressing
B-rillance
O-nce
T-hinker
E-mploys
R-ighteous
O-bjective
Topic: Birthday of Nicole Botero (May 20)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
A staid old art collector in Quincy
dotes on cats but with people is chintzy
He willed old shoes to his wife
and to his son a jackknife
His tabby got a Monet and Da Vinci
Written 2/13/22
Leader and Bottom Feeder
Trump is both President and our leader,
And he also has become a bottom feeder;
Garbage collector,
And of inspector;
We also understand he was a poor reader.
Jim Horn
The carafe
Bought a bottle
Of red wine.
It looks at me
I look at it.
Furiously.
It is empty now
threw it in the bin.
Who wants to?
Look at an empty
bottle
If you are not
a collector of labels
Take me there,
walk it upstairs,
do it anyways,
ignore the plains,
you've been there before-
within a walk or a gaze,
it's sin to return these ways,
so heed the fault,
build and then praise.
Sea horse mania is afoot
I see them in my sleep
Thanks to a collector daughter
They prance and neigh
Ridiculous I think
There is loud laughter
A splash from my water glass
Two land on my bedside table
i'm a book collector of the old,
ham radio books to me are gold,
the ancient ones with valves and such,
I make long wire aerials to keep in touch,
i'm vk4pr of Queenslands fold...
dont do it now so much...
Don
The corrosion of caring creeps up at last,
Rust all around your heart
As flakes of red-brown flutter, powdering down,
Filling the scavenger cart
Of ashes and dust from the past.
It rolls away, fickle and fast.
The corrosion of caring creeps up at last,
Rust all around your heart
As flakes of red-brown flutter, powdering down,
Filling the scavenger cart
Of ashes and dust from the past.
It rolls away, fickle and fast.
The corrosion of caring creeps up at last,
Rust all around your heart
As flakes of red-brown flutter, powdering down,
Filling the scavenger cart
Of ashes and dust from the past.
It rolls away, fickle and fast.
A one-time freelance stamp collector,
Tiny flaw, red-inked inferred branch,
One cent stamp, collectors gem,
Misprint worth six thousand,
Dealers called it rare,
Cash in my hand,
Lucky strike,
Good find,
Mine.
arrives unnoticed,
waiting …
for the exact moment.
It arrives,
no matter
the situation,
the collector,
is successful.
Always,
the prize,
your soul,
your debt is paid
in full.
© Glen Harris 7 March 2011
Form:
The one job I could never have is garbage collector
I do not believe anything is garbage.
I would bring home every cereal box, every tin can, every glass bottle.
I would catch some weird disease and die.
If I was a garbage collector.
The carafe
Bought a bottle
Of posh red wine
I look
It looks at me
I look
It looks at me.
I get furious
It is empty now
Threw it in the bin
Who wants to?
Look at an empty
Bottle
If you are not
A collector of labels