Short Crate Poems

when it comes,you play
a cheap guitar,sitting
on a crate of gin....

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Thou bequeathed of love and spate
Worthy of thy faith, all love on crate...

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old mansion crate grape misery trees
monkey puzzle capture dew mine
vapour leaves dust school disco keys...

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crate of oranges
delivered by train
sunshine in a box



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on May 30, 2018...

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This one town never knows gas pump shock,
with no windows or gas caps to lock.
Fred and Barneys' fast feet
move that crate down the street,
so, no smoke or no smog in ..Bedrock....

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There once was a friend of mine,
Who was famed for making wine.
Her visits were great,
As she brought a crate -
But I lost a week each time.


For Francine's Bottle of Wine contest, written 17th June...

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the crate is ready to carry out, to bury in your basement, garage or attic.

will you wonder, seek it, display on your mind?

a spectacular centerpiece hidden until next time.

is this your jack in the box Jesus?

1/10/2020...

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A dark unlit room
Minimum realms of cold dreams
Reaches my heart crate
Timbers shook the proud fabric
Existing within dream world

Russell Sivey

Entrant into PD's "any poem about dreams.. (old or new)" contest

2/17/2012...

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     Midnight...
           snugged tight,

     count sheep...
           asleep.

     Awake
           with shake!
     
     My fear
           soon clear...

     pup Nate
           fled crate!


October 22, 2016

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Putrid analog
Get back in your drawer
And mop up your scorn
From off the floor

A filthy wretch
With a shuffling gait
Draining creamy slop
Go back in your crate

Anachronistic stiffy
Slinking through time
Infinite punishment
For an infinite crime








Vincent Procopio 2003...

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HALLOWEEN PARTY
     
 
         Halloween Party going gorgeous great.
         All excited, delighted to celebrate. 
              Little kids liked candy
             Guardians chose brandy. 
        Lovely carvings drawn on pumpkins in crate. 


  

   10/17/19...

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As the snow is
tidal in the trees,
consider the tracks

and the dark tons
asthmatic with steam,
cold as the moon`s slight

black as the stars are hidden,
perfect as a pulse of wheel;
dead crate of steel

that rests and waits
then moves by magic
quiet through the ice night....

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Big Jake
Love’s Cake

He Ate
Whole Crate 

He’s Mad
Ain't  Sad

Not Lean
Just Mean

Large Tum
Huge Bum


3-21-17
Alexis Y.

Contest : Five Fabulous Footles
Sponsor: Jan Allison

Note: I hope nobody finds this offensive. 
This was my attempt to write a humorous 
Footle....

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Tricky how Time is: We think we own it, 
so we measure it out in minutes, parcel it in hours, 
package it in days, crate it in months, store it in years, 
pile it up in decades!

Yet a lifetime can melt in a moment, and...a whole world can be gone in a flash.









[fav. poem contest, April 6]...

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It seems every time I buy some stuff
It comes wrapped up in more stuff
I'm so sick and tired of all this trash
I say "enough's enough"
So tomorrow I'm packing it all in a crate
With a bio-degradable liner
Then slapping it with some postage 
And sending it back to China



Yep--it's all for the contest...

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Drag the bag,
Across the floor,
To the freezer,
Open the door,

It’s dripping blood,
And is just dead weight,
The bag will fit,
In that empty crate,

The frozen temp,
Will give me time,
When I hear,
The front door chime,

An order for,
Strawberry ice cream,
A treat so good,
It’ll make you scream....

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We started out friends
And that's how it should be
In the very end.

My first budding love,
My second friend I met,
My first guy friend.

Our opposing fates
Have left me behind
In a loveless crate.

City boy, small town me,
How far away you are.
I can't sway it all away.

One day and some night
Could you become mine?...

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Here I am performing tricks
 Under a very big tent
 I'm often chained and beaten too,
 much to my discontent

 I remember when they took me
 Where once I roamed so free
 Put me in a big crate
 And brought me over the sea

 I often think about that place
 Where once I used to be
 I'm hoping those I left behind
 Are still roaming free...

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She finds her sister on his plate 


She tiptoed onto the floor to his door

her heart rotten to the core as a hoar

Devils lead, she entered onto his bed

stripping her ted, nestling next to his head

Sister's mate lusted for her goods in crate

cheating fate for some extras for his plate

connie pachecho

1/5/17

non contest entry...

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O Yes
Here only flowers in my crate
Red, white, green, blue, pink, purple …….
Colorful many flowers

No; there is no thorn
No; there is no hate
There no pain can born

O really sorry
I do not sell Scriptures sticker
Here you are Ma'm for the flowers
I’m just a hawker
From the bazaar of heart
I’m just hawker of love


May 12, 2020 Chattogram...

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I couldn't believe my fate
Taking this angel out for a date 
In the state
Our love was great
At the restaurant we ate
Our cake on the same plate 
We couldn't wait
Till it is too late
To buy a crate 
To celebrate our fate
The love that God create
In our heart straight
Hundred percent i rate
She will be my soulmate
Standing at my gate
And ready to be my mate...

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I’d crack rotten “yolks” about eggheads driving old crates!

 
Poem written and submitted to Poetry Soup : 28th August 2020

Contest : If I Am A Super Heroine-Hero

Sponsor : JCB BURL


NB
The components of this wry pun-laden entry relate to eggs and things associated with them.
Crack, rotten, eggheads, crates.
A crate can be a car in poor condition.
Yolks ~ pun on jokes....

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is it love or lust when i look in your eyes
i cry
Is it lust when you touch me
goosebumps decorate my body
Is it love when the cops came
i lied
Is it lust when my soul talks 
to you
Is it love when youwalk out the door the door everyday
i wish to travel too
Is it lust when I believe God took an extra day
to crate
Well I can't tell cause hell
I need you like water need blue 
If only you knew...

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Casual clown witch sat dangling her legs on a crate.
Nothing upset her, she leaned into an easy light fate.
Whatever happened did not affect her in the least.
She never got riled, she was the happiest beast.

We asked her about her secret, her motto, her creed.
Easy she replied. I dance, paint, write poetry and read.
I never let anyone else’s mood determine my own.
And if that does not work, I play on my cell phone....

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Remember all that time
I spent writing rhymes
Chasing a dream thats mine
Pulled over and fined
Cause the ride shine
The plan was simple
A straight line rimpled
Heart crippled
Some you cant fix with staples
I hate this i hate you
Fate up for debate
Love locked away
The crate says
Open on a sunny day
Maybe she understand me
Before i fade
My mind made
A choice all the same
Crime of pain end with my gun in your face...

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