Short Cures Poems
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his drinking obscene
geezer guzzles a gallon —
impure milk cures spouse
7/5/2018
Mick Talbot’s Senryu Contest
The dawning of being
In a lustered curl of gray,
And the the Divine loves
Of your smile,
And the rhyme of doves,
Cures, for awhile.
Medicine cures evil,
and love cures remedy...
while love remedies with love,
the cure is processed
A fill up with gas can cause pain
And cramps up our style as we strain
For cures less dismal
Like Pepto Bismol
Or a car with EV drive train
There are only two cures
for insomnia,
says the shrink,
sex and death.
Note: Inspired by "The Hyland Confession," The Bold Ones, 1970
Men born in pain,
But pain is not in vain,
By cry, tear and tear gains,
Tear is cure like laugh for pain,
Pain,a clue for cure,again and again!
If we could schedule
Wake-up calls with the Front Desk,
We would still hit snooze
When we hang up and sleep in
With pounds of the cures we love.
There are only two cures
for insomnia,
says the shrink,
sex and death.
Note: Inspired by "The Hyland Confession," The Bold Ones, 1970
Baby powder soft,
Warm security comfort -
Worthiness restored.
Rocking, patting my back cures -
Maternal gifts give lifelong.
it cures my pain
i do it in the rain
and am not
insane
i hear the music track
in my bag sack
i hum like a bum
on rum
as i go on and on
i
SING ALONE
Form:
you came back to me
now am happy
you are my world
and everything
you cures my pain
with you i have gain
its a fact your love on the rack
GLAD TO HAVE YOU BACK
The cult of chemical’s kitchen counter
Is covered in coptic cants, cures and curses.
It’s a case of cuckoos cooking karma
In a capsule of cold, carnal candy.
Habit cures habit
A lie triggers a lie.
Each time that I stumble -
No more of "God damn it!"
If poems I mumble
I know I'll recover
And don't fear I'll die!
Time cures most everything
And helps to heal the breaks,
But shortages of resources
Tense and test the zeal,
Creating less of what time makes
And more for it to heal.
“LET'S ALL SCREAM FOR ICE CREAM”!
Hey calm down now, people are still sleeping
Control your hooter
Calm down your tooter
But one thing it does, it cures oversleeping
Mother's infant Indian princess.
Little cutie pie.
Plump sugar dumplin.
Caramel Cupcake.
Happiness cures a broken heart, melting like chocolate Hershey's kisses, healing
that heartache.
Form:
if your lier
that there's firer
if you drink
and sink
from wine
that is
the sign
to a jail sell
if cures
thats worst
so better be alert
thats not a heavenly bell
its the
HIWAY TO HELL
Form:
Do you ever wonder what you forgot today
Happens all my waking hours, starting to decay
Is there an anti-aging pill
That cures all of life's ills
Important body parts drop off every day
Temples
Slightly open are my
temples. Mosquitoes need a
place to
rest. On the whole drinking or
bathing in
mosquito piss isn’t an
unpleasant or
a wrong thing
to do. It cures
diarrhoea.
Avoid People Who Are Paranoid
We often may find people who are paranoid;
We never enjoyed and with can be annoyed;
Friend of yours;
No known cures;
This personality type we will want to avoid.
Jim Horn
magical evening
a caged old dormant dog drools
ridden in rabies
~
poor sick little dog
he's hurt and he needs some love
vaccine cures him some
5/11/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
So what's in the news today... more killings for sure
Where are we headed... straight to hell, no cures
It's so sad to say
But we've paved the way
We're running outta chances to change the score
Prescribing a pinch of INFERNO
Add a mg of TNT
A Bomb a day will keep Eden far away
DEATH always cures the sinuses
SLEEP,DREAM,PRAY,SCREAM
And when you wake up
Mommy will give you a touch of NUCLEAR ICE CREAM
Sex is not the answer... sex is the question
“Yes” is the answer... but it's only a suggestion
The choice is yours
Your illnesses it cures
The one thing that tweaks your tweaker without exception
Time, time, time knocks.
Time, time, time – stops all voices.
Time is against me, and you, –
It runs forward, and loves no one.
«Time cures us». – Who is it? The doctor?
Or, in a white dressing gown, the executioner?