Short Deposits Poems
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Pinching nickels for the cause
of selling bottles for the law
Deposits money into kids
and makes them candy for the awws
Squeeze some more stuff in closet,
Daily make more deposits,
Piled sky high of clothes jumble,
Open door and hear rumble.
3-20-17
Good building own house
knowing deposits treasure
yes knowledge it is
Pauly’s Bank Deposits
Pauly’s passkey
Pickup hiccups
Passbook Facebook
Payload payroll
Honey money
Crossbow bankroll
5/18/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021 ©
thick walls overflow
crystals golden sun rays glow
ice deposits grow
Winter Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Syllable counter PS 5/7/5
01/16/2022
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....should get interest
at time uv
deposit
or at thuh least
uh
"thank you"
Transylvania
That’s where Count Dracula is.
He comes out at night.
He will cause some fright
when he makes his rounds at night.
Not like a watchman.
At the town blood bank,
he never makes deposits.
Withdrawals are made.
Water cascades down the falls
untethered from protocols.
And gouging out river beds
deposits silt as it spreads.
The sky smiles with a rainbow
and in the mist far below,
water cascades down the falls.
(Elemental)
7/09/2021
Fatty deposits
called CELLULITE mostly plague
the pelvic region
Beg your pardon sir?
Oh, I see! It’s CELLULAR
Let’s try this again…
Fatty deposits
called CELLULAR mostly plague
the pelvic region
For the 'Cellular Reality' contest sponsored by Marvin Celestial
he is packing food for winter
each kernel might make the difference
between surviving the Iowa winter and not
some say owls are wise
they have nothing on squirrels
he begins his climb to his nest
where he deposits his corn
wishing it was sweet corn
instead of field corn
Thinking
of you,
of a time
before the blood of grapes,
in tides of red,
erodes
the tombolo*
of us.
Wondering
if the past
in the future,
flowing over
like a disordered rogue wave,
deposits swashmarks
in the sand of me.
*A bar of sand joining an island to the mainland.
leaves fall in the autumn breeze
takes away troubles with abnormal ease
winter deposits it's snow white fluff-
to make snowmen,snowballs and stuff
spring blossoms with beautiful flowers
and with the sunshine,come april showers
then the summer radiates through
plenty of sun and fun,for me and you.
Form:
Hark! Hark! The pesky dog doth bark,
And deposits indiscretions in the park!
Perhaps doggie wouldn't be such a klutz,
If masters would learn to mind their mutts!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
Using a ton of poetic license, this write is based on an old nursery rhyme!
FROM A RAVEN'S BACK
Raven wraps me in his blackness
Swoops me on his wings
Glides through tumbling midnight clouds
Across moonlit pine scent mountains
Darts down to taunt the choleric choppy winter sea
Breaks through the net of weeping mist to
Boldly greet the glistening dawn--
Reluctantly he deposits me beside my darkened doorway
Her dreams are filled with lips,
lips so death kissed
with skin waxed pale
and limbs all a ‘twist.
Her dreams are filled with coffin doors,
doors left open wide,
with eyes looking back
and lips that have lied.
Her dreams are filled with calcium deposit,
deposits of decay,
it seems these dreams are filled with
the boy who died yesterday.
Spendthrift...Skinflint
spendthrift
extravagant, wasteful
buying, shopping, squandering
presents, parcels, deposits, interest,
counting, banking, hoarding
tightfisted, miserly
skinflint
Endured a hapless energy renegade
Spiked for purple Kool-Aid
Sandbox toys with tortured minds
Bless-ed wink at my duress
Potato truck deposits you
While life is laughing back
Go ahead and crawl again
Walking fakes a man of you
Flipped like pancakes over done
Just you see there is no “fun”
Crash the fence inside your mind
No Picasso poet son
RIVER LINE
Dream of rigid stubborn mountain melts in cheerful fountain.
Free Fall broke in brook and shook pebbles making way in stream.
River line flows zig-zag with little brittle ripples dancing.
River runs nurturing flora-fauna, habitats, strands,
enriching soil of banks with alluvial deposits.
Willie Nelson broke our hearts
When he sang ‘bout them broke backs—
He should of stuck to cowboy
Heroes and that’s the derned facts.
Hoppy and Roy are turnin’
In their earthly deposits—
‘Cause of all them gay cowboys
Comin’ out of their closets.
If cowboys start prancin’ strange
And act like they is insane—
We’ll blame it all on Willie
If they don’t walk like John Wayne!
The glow beneath it all
We’ve forgotten
Is still here and comes from within
Scrape away the burdensome layers of meaningless deposits
Filling the voids accumulated over half a lifetime
You once thought so defining
Shaping you
Now an ossified vague form of you
A spirit buried beneath its weight
Excavate the unnecessary
Then you’ll see
It’s you alone who conceals your shining.
I often wonder,
If there is a Bank of Love
Where deposits are made
And withdrawals are taken
What would it consist of
In my minds eye
There would be no vault
No overdraft protection
No fees or strings or penalties
There would be no loan rejection
A place to go
If you should find
Love in short supply
To give or take when needed
A safe place standing by
The banks along the river control the flow
each depositor deposits sediments of sentiments
sharing wealth of journeys winding endurance....
every gurgling ripple along with tumbling stone
light sounds forecasting future growths continuation,
as the water's song endear us.....
....waters nourishment adheres us,
into crystaline forms from carbon copy,
..........awaiting final polishing effect......
the house is busy
in and out
shopping errands lawn garbage
cars shifting, boys shouting
basketball, baseball, dog leash
hockey skates
games
scores
food
how many for dinner?
laundry dishwasher soap
bleach
ah bleach
ice tea on the porch
dog at my feet
newspapers on the table
later, maybe later
grocery list
drug store
exhange shoes
oil change
tickets?
deposits?
checkbook?
are we done yet?
Form:
The ivy plant, green and bold hugging the
Iron gate
Guards the dwellers within
Unaware tho they might be
The midnight visitor, well acquainted with
Ivy
Deposits fresh fertilizer as the luxurious
Leaves, intricately intertwined
Provide purposeful seclusion for Ivy's friend
Unseen by the horrific, harassing
Talon-fanged
Great Horned Owl
A good and faithful friend, Ivy
The headline read: “Low deposits and fair repayments!”
The offer of a lifetime, the promise of a lifeline for you and those you love.
But “deposits” aren’t just in money when we’re low in depositing care,
“repayments” still reek of capitalism when many don’t see their “fair” share.
The advertisement seared in bold font and burning lettering,
reminding us to always want more – there’s nothing worse than settling.