Short Colony Poems
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Quaking Aspen trees
is an organism that is
way above us all
Senryu on mind Contest
1/29/20
Jenish Somadas Sponsor
Poison dripping down,
Countless invisible screams,
The subjects are dead,
The Queens tomb unmarked unnamed,
Her Empire is no more.
ants live, die not weaned ..
from toil for colony queen ..
their mother unseen.
the Gods play
their cosmic harps
that tune the river sky
make this colony of man
we live in a simulated world of holograms
the Gods play
their cosmic harps
that tune the river sky
make this colony of man
we live in a simulated world of holograms
lying on lilies
lazy and luxurious
feed my senses curious
listen to my pond
drips and drops a harmony
rain on tadpole colony
There is no debate,
what we celebrate.
Formation of the state,
never racial hate.
Former colony,
freed from monarchy.
Honoring liberty,
not inhumanity.
Sri Lanka under the colony of British,
They left,gifting the language English,
Sri Lankans speaking,language Sinhalese,
Some People mixing,speaking Singlish!
An androgynous
People.
Vanity
Evaporated.
Suckling babes and
Adonis no longer
Feed from the same
******.
I exhale,
Feeling
Smooth and
Whole.
Extraterrestrial.
various, sultry
the winter was ending
colony of ants
~
Incessant, spring comes
the idea of marching
those army of ants
3/3/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
In a age of provisions
Dealt with meager hands
Gone are the lucent
A briskness of night impounds
Vast altercations sever the thread
The youth population carries our debts.
There was a pretty young maiden from France
Much too modest to try the latest dance --
She got some advice
It worked in a trice --
Let loose an ant colony down her pants
Do not
let them
snatch these words
from your mouth
When your heart
is shouting out
leaving you with the
bread crumbs of life
Speak silently, dear friend
Welcome to the colony
Sarah Huckabee Sanders
Her mind performs tasks that are menial;
We never considered ever being congenial;
She slanders
Then ganders;
**** star belonging in colony that is penal.
Jim Horn
In the frigid silence of glacial eve, penguins gather tight.
Emperors, waddling half in black, under half-lit southern night.
One dreams of flight, yet stays on course; with colony alights.
The year:2100 The Space Federation Council
Is now in session--
We, from The Space Colony of Mars
Shall no longer
Pledge our allegiance to
Be under the jurisdiction
Of this planet called earth
The buzz
In beehive nest
All in a glow
Sweet honeycombs
All in a row
The colony
Must fight to survive
Two queen bees
Perform the
Dance of death
They give and take
For one busy bee
Shall lead the rest
Get out of my face, I holler
Leave me alone, I scream
Like spectators in a darkened arena
Like a colony of ants
Like stars in black
Like overgrown grass, dead
Like sand like coal
Get out of my face...
Whiskers
After the
Killer rainstorm,
The ant colony
Realized that
The Lord giveth and
The Lord taketh, away
They sang a few
Bars of Amazing Grace,
In three-quarter time, but
God is good…all the time
Thank you Lord, and
Say, Amen
the battle of the bats never to be won or lost
a game of baseball playing over time
the field flooded with lights to win the night
a colony of bats hanging from trees near by
comes to visit and scare the hell out of the batters
running for home base
marvels of science
by leaps and bounds
yet no cure for cancer
or for basic problems
of poverty, starvation
and injustice
seriously !
do we expect we would
do notably better
at a colony on Mars?
AP: 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
We look like weasels
But we are related to cats
Let’s do the mongoose cha cha and shake our fats!
Rata Tat Tat, Rata Tat Tat!
We like our meat
But will also eat insects and plants
We bring up our kits together
in a colony where we’ll be eating ants.
I hear scratching under my bed
when I was young, I would have thought monster or devil
I am older now
more experienced
I visualize a colony of mice or a large hook-tailed rat
unsure which of these thoughts reassures me the most
Maybe it’s a monster, my she-devil whispers hopefully
Like a newborn babe
Girdled by
A colony of ants,
Like a bird in
A wooden cage,
Like a prisoner
In the Bastille,
Each human life
Is ensnared with
A great number
Of hurdles:
The path of life
Is never laden with
Silk and blossoms.
If we endeavour indeed,
We’ll attain life’s ambrosia.
every honeybee
keeps responsibility
nectar-search duty
ants live, die working
defending colony queen
their mother unseen
thunders roar, winds rush
scare lightning bugs in the bush
twinkling as they rush