Short Courier Poems

A bike courier 
    and a rabbi 
    walk into a bar...

    How high is the bar?...

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All the music done by ear
Hammered out by courier
Lyric carried all the cheer
While record shows the blow and beer.

~TH~  03/19/15...

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How about you?

Shaken
Stirred
Crushed
Mixed
Shot
Spilled
Topped off
Set on fire
Rims salted
Served over ice
With a splash...


Oh, you mean to drink;
Give me anything.


Dry.




***...

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“Are you expecting?”, expecting what I say
A courier package or perhaps a brand new sleigh 
A sleigh Santa wishes for
Fly like in days of yore
Spend time with the naughties romping in the hay...

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Courier arrived today,
Doorstep gift in the usual way,
Nothing better than this,
Inhale wool to craft and knit,
It's about textures and threads,
No wool is what I dread,
"Fat chance!' is what the crafters said!...

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A
     candy
cane     does
fall        last
on a      good
eats      list
that      I'll
            have
            this
            time
            each
            year

(Looks better in "Courier New" font.)...

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Circumspection,cpmprehension,commitment
CERTAINTY !
Counsel,carer,clear-sighted
CLARITY !
Comforter,curing,curative
CHARITY !
Co-ordinator,clergy,courier
CONTRIBUTOR !
CONVERSATION,crusading,colloquies
CADEAU !
CHRIST ! CHURCH ! CHARISMATA !...

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GOODBYE JOHN ^WW^

Now that our best friend has flown with his warrior
Wings far and high, we are certain a celestial courier,
Will send our thoughts prayers and poems,
Directly to him so that he’ll always know,
That he’s missed, RIP Dear John, sure you’re in euphoria!...

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In the middle
In the midst 
Of this bureaucratic 
Heart
Pumping
Paper
Ideas
The pulse
Of this great nation
In the middle
In the midst
Of me

 Circa 2005


Ottawa born and raised. I was a bicycle courier here for twenty years, developing a very special affinity for my city, my community, and my country....

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Shaking she was,
that cute bike courier chick,
in a lift at the registry
flipping a trip.
I could see she was in
adrenaline's grip.
Nearly run over,
through no fault of her own;
to this sweet rookie
the ropes must be shown.
My sarcastic advice
to the packed Otis delight:

"Silly girl,
the big guy
IS ALWAYS
in the right!"...

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Spinning spokes upon bustling narrow city streets
A two wheeled mouse amid prowling motorized cats 
Plays games of timing and finely tuned awareness

Sudden bus stops, springing car doors, and Jaywalkers
Each can be found within the dealer’s loaded deck
The sound of coasting, click, click, are barely heard 

© Copyrights G. Jones 2008...

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A little man for such a big title.
Rosy cheeks flushing the blue of his eyes like birds from a bush;
Charisma came to mind as his eyes met mine.
He was the big guy I could tell
By the stiffness of everyone else
In the straight faced entourage
Seeing right through me.
His Holiness...
Or humbleness
Perhaps gave this guy his clout.


2/6/2020...

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What a curtain Bisbee has
   That keeps Mexico subdued
And influences the lands
   From which the Sierra was hewn.

What purple folds keep Oaxaca
   As a fortress in the sky
Breaking only in Panama
   To let a vessel dredge by.

No courier have I on hand
   Except the initial breezes that blow
So a whisper I channel into it:
   Give to Colombia my hello....

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It was a sex attack
in burning clairvoyance.

You cannot catch me 
in catastrophic moment.

A hard core porn has 
the piety for a lone wolf.

Unclothed, a courier 
walks into a shower of bullets.

A hospital waits for the 
wounded god returning home.

On the scrubland you place at the 
end a coffined prophet, smiling.

Sleepless, sleeping on ambers 
you recite a blind epitaph.



Satish Verma...

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And we have become
so cool     so   cool
collectible tokens

token 
bike courier
popping up everywhere
selling pills
selling time
ambiance
reality
through the TV screen
strategic
comedic relief
token
character conflict

bike courier heroes
saving the world

and can we admit
we are so cool
when we feel it
know it to be true
no more just 
a job exists
we will always be
just
the messenger...

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The ghostly courier hints at the approach of autumn,
not by changing of leaves,
but by mists during the heat of August
softening the full moon
as an impressionist would in
hazy landscapes.
Subtle, brief drops in temperature
and early morning cobwebs
warn of a change to come.
The fanfare of glory in fiery color,
a crescendo of the approaching season,
is the final display of nature's middle years,
leading to winter's old age....

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Fifty-two words in Inuktitut 
A full deck plus a Joker
That's me

As a bike courier 
Each day's weather
Was a new game to play
Winter storms a sport of kings
For traffic riders
Crowned insane

Beneath a frosted balaclava 
A fervent grin with
Road salted teeth
Grinding
Under tread
Fifty-two words for snow and ice

I don't speak but understand
I know them intimately each.



17.11.23

Composed for Viv Wigley's
"My Winter"...

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