Short Crews Poems
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There once was a fancy boat,
And not anymore did it float.
But it once was a cruise,
With real big crews,
And it once was a fancy boat.
once a pilot from london
always carried an onion
but when he would speak
his flight crews would freak
so now he brings a bourbon.
Nourish we sip
Love's ship we sink
You bleed in time
Word grieves small spaces
Come after now
Hand in root
Mind uncover
Recover new
Fortune still
Waking eye
Find not
Sweating sands
But crashing
Crews
Form:
In my point of view
Influencers don't need an office to rule
Indirectly out gathering crews
Get ready, stand-by...
Watch out for the toupee guy
©Copyright January 12, 2021 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved
Dodo the dead had halcyon days on her native shore
Like halcyon birds she was happy in heaven’s ground floor
Hounds and crews did her confuse
Struck the land with evil cues
Filled the air with wings of greed, naive Dodo was no more
Cars, fast and loud.
Racing around the track, exciting the crowd.
Drivers pass each other without any fear, while the fans in the stands
drink their beer.
Pit crews jump over the wall in a flash to change tires and give the
gas tank a splash.
Crew chiefs pray their drivers don't crash because at the end of the
race they could win big cash.
The sweet royal decree made by me
Helped my great drivers win the grand prix,
Their keen pit crews readily agree
Fine majestic designs made by me
Helped them win in six laps, and let them be
The royal big winners in a spree,
Earned our racers number one degree,
So the rest of you please let them be.
So I saved the day, me and my royal decree.
Make no mistake – though it looks fake,
The snow is coming down
And every flake will help to make
On cars a snowy crown.
Yet on the news, the weather crews
Predict a change to rain,
So kids will lose their avenues
For sleddable terrain.
We never know just how much snow
From Nature will abound,
Yet blow by blow, the radio
Will track what’s on the ground.
Supply ships arrived ready to delight the colonists
It was a strange eerie day on Roanoke Island
No colonist ran out to greet them
The ship crews searched for them
They had vanished
The word Croatan was carved into an oak tree
The only indication they had been there at all
No bodies were found, no drag marks
No sign of a struggle
It was a spooky time for the crew
Do we really want that patriarchy,
or all that malarkey with matriarchy?
What we need are guys and gals,
gals and gals and guys and guys,
who share the task of daily love,
the loving struggle, the daily shove:
But the world’s so foolish, not just a stage,
to jaunt and play on night and day,
whatever “archy” mal, or pat, or mat
we choose, let’s not loose our loving crews.
some orthodox crews (I've heard)
make love to their wives through
a hole in a sheet
and
that's OK,no problem, it isn't my
business anyhow
but the other day I got to thinking
how big is the sheet and the hole,
is it near the head or the feet?
are they made to special order,
or off the shelf, so to speak?
perhaps the answer to this riddle
is to wear a long coat and black hat
in the night?
Boys whose, curlews virtues
my, my, my
And girls superb views
Transverse views virtues
Firms whose diverse views
Oh, no
Term used to sell venues
Pay dues to entrepreneurs whose of work crews
…defuse
What do you know, Oh, my
Clerks whose payments of church dues
Not nearly a down payment on those church pews
Now you see
Wooh is Me
9/14/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
A sight that no one really needs
Is piles and piles of tumbleweeds
But that is what I do believe
Was seen out west on New Year's Eve.
Along a stretch of highway there
Were tumbleweeds beyond compare.
The road was closed for 20 miles,
The drivers stuck not sporting smiles.
It took the crews 10 hours or more
To make the highway like before.
Though New York City has its faults,
Our weeds do not do somersaults!
A slab of cracked concrete pavement
Permanently fixed in a row
Of similar, less damaged slabs
Exists a miniaturized realm.
Within the fracture grows a few,
Tiny clumps of unnoticed grass
And a single dandelion.
Deep within the dark cavity
A colony of zealous ants
Ruled by a single fertile queen
Work in well defined labor crews.
A team of seven working high
Atop the yellow nectar globe
Begin their long laden descent.
We saw blood on the leaves
Yeah! Blood filling the roots
Our ancestors hanging from trees
Their blood flowing out to the slave seas
Chained crews taken
To the cane fields
Haiti toppled from the outside, see reels
Shaken down to it’s knees
What they set out to achieve
Ain't no lie, ain't no dream
The enslaved Screamed
Our Blood on the leaves
Copyright March 4, 2023 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved
Swans - thrump-thrumping
practice take offs and landings
Geese honk
file flight plans
Muskrats build
mud and stick domes
Beaver maintenance crews
make ready
frogs retreat
while the mud is soft
Osprey screech
above naked woods
A doe follows
a scented path
Turtles secure
their mobile homes
A woodpecker
sends Morse code alerts
The ice shell
creeps
Winter exhales
across the pond
John G. Lawless
9/25/2020
Underwear to hold your leaks,
Meds with crazy names -
These are products touted
As I watch the Aussie games.
Homeowners’ insurance,
Make-up, cool expensive cars
Advertised between the sets
Of vaccinated stars.
Scenes of lovely Melbourne
By commercial crews they’ve hired
Hoping that some tourists
Will be well-enough inspired.
Since I can’t fast-forward,
Every ad I’m forced to see,
Although the target audience
Is certainly not me.
Dribble down our chins
Flee now our present sorrows
Scribble down our sins
We may resent our tomorrows
Wish the alarm would snooze itself
Yet wish we were counting ewes
Wish our charm would excuse wealth
Net fish with thieving crews
Spend us sweat, spend us time
Cheek by jowl, nose to the grind
Make us debt, make us dime
Shriek and howl, clock rewind!
So we have lost
All of yesterday's joys
At our great cost
Chronos makes us his toy
Next Fight
How easy is it for countries who are friends
To become enemies and go to war?
Like Britain and Argentina in the 80s
Argentina bought British warships
Their crews trained here in 81
But in 82 they invaded the Falklands
We were at war and we won that war
But hundreds on both sides were killed
This is one example of conflict
It can and will happen again
Who will we fight next?
from LIZARD SNAIL 124K
Nick Armbrister and other writers
The flashing lights alerted us
That something was awry,
With rescue trucks preventing
Any traffic getting by.
Adjacent to the river, there were
Police upon the scene
And rubberneckers focusing
On something not routine.
My curiosity aroused,
But blocked by all the crews,
I googled the location but
There wasn’t any news.
The light turned green; we drove on through
And never found out why.
It must’ve been somebody’s,
But was not my day to die.
Seems our beloved space telescope
Has been mistaken for a park trash can
By certain alien races.
Shuttle crews removes 39 beer cans, two soda pop bottles, three alien
newspapers, a very bizarre condom wrapper, and six emptied cans of 10w40
intergalactic motor oil.
They also found, what they think might be, 2 Plutoniun hot dog wrappers, and a
broken dog leash of unususual nature.
No Littering signs were posted in an attempt to correct the situation.
T Think about the ponytails and clean cut crews
H He is your main priority, there are books that prove
E Everyone smokes. It is sophisticated and fancy.
F Feeling truly patriotic and part of the bigger picture
I Independent children favor rock and roll.
F Financial freedom is the key
T The shiny black and white saddle shoes
I I know my cigarettes are rolled in my sleeve
E Everyone can discipline their neighbors’ children
S Skirts with poodles are the style
A broken vase
is mendable
with a bit of glue.
Silver solder
repairs a rip in metal.
New parts often
keep the car running.
A doctor plasters
a broken bone.
New shingles replace
a worn-out roof.
Road crews pour asphalt
into dangerous pot holes.
Planks of wood
restore barn doors.
No substance on earth
can mend a broken heart.
Time is the only cure;
healing is slower than molasses.
Sometimes, grief-gouged wounds
leave shadows
reaching into eternity.