Short Demolition Poems
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Emo enlivened emulsions exhibit
exalted e-Memory equations
exemplifying equilateral ecstasy
excitative existential extensions.
The flashes of lights
The rhythm of the popping
And the pause before
The floors start dropping
Is exactly what happen
To the world trade building.
I BUILT A WALL
SO HIGH
ONLY A SLIVER
SEES THROUGH
ENCASED
IN GLOOM
DREAD PILED HIGH
CHAOS LOOMS
PUSH BACK
PULL THROUGH
KNOCK DOWN
THE BRICKS
AND BROKE FREE.
The city mouse hitched a bumpy ride
In a demolition dumpster
To the spacious country side
When he landed on the
Ground, he ran so fast
Without a sound~
Quiet mouse
Loved the
Ride
a campaign was waged
against the demolition
of the emotionally historic landmark
where the land of friendships founders first
started construction of the ties that bound the bridge between
the two internal communities
cut out the rotten stairs
a dustheart of demolition,
old glass, pictures
and all the debris of a too long
life, a foeteal child locked
under torn wallpaper,
no pulse, no water, shadows
of a stained man gone
this is the rest,all uncored.
Your wrecking ball
my castle grand
just shards of stardust
in your hand
your wrecking ball
and all my plans
were slain.
broken windows
shattered beams
of moonlight bouncing
off my dreams
your wrecking ball
and all my schemes
in vain.
close up the heart
no longer in service
no longer open for business
doors have been slammed shut
for good this time
the space has been
condemned
set for demolition
the wreaking ball
has crashed into
the building
the walls have came
toppling down
became
an emotional
demolition derby
stunt driver
learning to
maneuver
through out the
mood swing
triggers spread
out through out
the track
nearly escaping
explosions each
and every day
near emotional
death experiences
became the norm
occupational
hazards
Fillip not my ear even just once,
it looks juvenile and it is not nice;
don’t even think of taking a chance
by, heaven forbid, doing it twice.
A thing like that I will not take kindly,
it is childish and looks kind of silly,
the sort meriting direct retaliation
like say, a quick facial demolition.
The equipment,
Rumbles towards me in the distance.
Long arms,
Built, for demolition.
I close my eyes,
Taking in the memories.
The good and the bad.
Brick by painful brick,
I built these walls.
A lifetime of construction.
I have never been without them.
But soon,
They will be nothing but rubble.
create
discover, invent
building, generating, conceiving,
construction, manufacture, damage, demolition
devastating, marauding, decimating,
obliterate, annihilate
destroy
Date posted: 07/28/2021
You might shoot and don't hit .
But a word will always fit ..
You may run out of bullets and swords ...
But never out of words ....
The never ending ammunition.....
The ultimate demolition ......
How sweet are the sound ........
That can kill ,destroy and pound ............
29 Aug
tremble
shake; tremors make men
out of boys-
reality out of toys.
thrown back head
in cahoots- the dead-
the monster (fed).
cold, frozen
feelings,
kneeling in fabricated
faith;
destruction, demolition,
taste buds silenced
by satisfaction
of such-
touched by divinity,
insanity, sanitized
of truths--------
(they've goofed)
Amid his intoxicated anger,
like an ebony volcanic haze - erupted;
insanity strikes, trust dissolves.
Quaking, as an army of strewn deluge
spirals, smothering my silhouette.
Uniform flames electricity, sparks.
Everything emotionally swirling;
I beg him to pause, be silent,
Whilst my engorged tender form
throbs,
pounding,
spouting evidence.
Unknowingly, common men destroy not only themselves, but other men
Should I stand here and let this savagery happen to those without sin?
What is my place to say this and thus to him or them?
Easily cast aside like a blink or a whim
Demolition and chaos lurk at the very surface of our psyche
Whether we recognize this problem at all isn’t so likely
Form:
This house
older
than the cave man
gave shelter
to five generations
of loggerheads
confederate dudes
with mustaches
out of frame
Under the staircase
the skeleton
of another Scarlet
with the skull
riddled from bullets
because she went
with the handsome miller
next door
A case for CSI
Cold case
FBI
instead
outside
the demolition
crew
and the antiquary
of course
a jew...
Oh Mother!
You bear nine months pain,
Out of sheer bond of love,
And a life is born.
The empty slate,
waits for a template.
You give the direction,
I catch the innovation.
Your tolerance
killed my breathless impatience
Your perseverance,
Killed my indolence
Your selflessness,
Killed my selfishness.
Demolition of the animal of hatred in me,
Done by your sheer bond of love.
you fed the beast
and nursed its growth
till it's devouring your spirit,
absorbing your soul
now out of control
it obliterates the night
massive paws sweeping
the stars from your sky
unable to stop the
apocalypse that builds
a tourniquet untwisted
as the truth is revealed
too late to impede, the
demolition goes on
the beast you created
destroying your love
Tall stone towers and the fortress walls
Crumbling to pieces, shattering like glass.
Destruction reigns over what was built--
Over what was built to be broken.
My shield has fallen,
The rubble raining down upon my head.
Smoke and debris clouding out my vision.
Save me from this living nightmare!
Only your touch can change this brokenness
And turn the dreadful to a dream.
Calming journey present travels
Daunting highways of dirt and gravels
Firebombing businesses and homes unravels
Housewarming rebuilding from grounds battles
~
Coming into life Victorian castles
Crawling toward the scrambles,
Daunting hoards of freemen shackles
Calming are the finish structures panels
2/9/20
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
A Misanthrope
The shape I am
Whom you reflect upon me
And where we actually belong
In times of prejudice
In times of conflict
You exacerbate the lives we live
In demolition, you retrograde all
And in conclusion
You eradicate many.
You.
Eradicate.
Many.
Naively
You made me a Misanthrope
And everybody else
Where we hate
And distrust mankind
Of our own humanity
Sad, isn't it?
Lady in Red, striking a lovely pose,
Her silhouette speaks poetry, not prose.
Upon the charming grace of a kitten -
Jaws drop, eyes boggle wide and hearts smitten.
Her “scent” bedazzles Al Pacino's sight,
Her elegance empowers Paris' might,
Her aura fevers my fascination,
I leave her touch to imagination.
In lyrics of De Burgh all has been said -
Epitome of love - Lady in Red!
July 19, 2026
The looting; the crying
The shooting; the dying
The terror; the fright
The horror; the flight
The torture; the pain
The effort; the strain
The nightmarish dreams
The blood chilling screams
The stench; the decay
The struggle, the dismay
The unthinkable
The abominable
The demolition
The decapitation
The execution
The extermination
The anguish
To languish
The mercilessness
And fruitlessness
And woe
Of war
Ahead the grim machinery,
Beneath the diesel tread,
Construct out of wreckage,
The two are interbred.
The hand of femininity,
That delicate device,
Disproves it is a man's world,
Dispels it in a trice.
From ruins and destruction,
Demolition tinged with doom,
A flower grows regardless,
A steel magnolia bloom.
Sweet beads of perspiration
Sweat emotion from the bone,
Her love in hot transmission
Is for you and you alone.