Short Ducking Poems
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Swan,
Wandering kind;
Rolling, running, ducking;
Ever so wandering;
Ascertain;
4/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
rabbits in tall grass
ducks ducking underwater
deer along tree line
squirrels running up tree
naughty cats in hiding spots
I know where to look
probing my cheek
a mild breeze
released
from icy clutches
for a spell
ducking inside
i rushed to return
vanished
the breeze
no guarantees
Just ordering one popcorn and a coke
ducking behind the seat now no joke
Bullets gas masked crazy man and all the rest
It would never have happened in the old west
Guns there in holsters easy drawn now he’s dead
strife and war are never far away ~ just like xmas and new years day
six months at most either way ~ can santa keep ducking the ricochet
killing in the name…. i heard him say ~ last seventeen lines on replay
Balloon race girl
Partying among the stars
Entertaining the cosmos
Ducking under clouds
Enjoying your life
Shimmering in happy stripes
Floating with purpose
Sharing the atmosphere
Enjoying your life
Lucky balloon race girl
wasting borrowed time
another screw up
ducking between doorways
haunted city streets
walking among ghosts
chasing the void
between neons lights
and falling stars
beer and blood
a body baptismal
a soul revival
punks need contact
What if Santa snuck up on you?
Leaned in and whispered, I ‘Gotcha’
Look at you, ducking and dodging
All year round he has been watching
Shorten that list sonny, to only a few!
16.12.2021
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Contest: I need a good laugh,
X’MAS LIMERICK CONTEST.
Scar my intention
Weaken my voice of doubt.
Like a lion caught
In a mousetrap -
Ducking and Diving
And finding
No end
To this dark tunnel
Of retribution.
And for a fleeting moment,
I accept.
I accept me.
Without modification
Or criticism.
I am me
For all
Eternity.
Form:
Pale brimstone
on days windblown
hover flower to flower
ducking Spring's sudden shower
Common butterflies so blue
each season,two generations new
small heath,argus,marbled white
&speckled brown,slow in flight
Winter's caterpillars green &small
fragile miracles,to enthrall
Pale brimstone
emerge on days windblown
hover flower to flower
ducking Spring's sudden shower;
Common butterflies so blue
each season,two generations new,
small heath,argus,marbled white
and speckled brown,so slow in flight;
Winter's caterpillars green and small
fragile miracles,to enthrall.
Baseball.....
I alway's knew
I was born to play...
The simple lesson's learned
from such a simple child's game
Like standing in the batter's box
ducking curve ball's all day
Then realizing,
Life is full of curve ball's
sooner or later
you have to stand strong
and just give it a good RIP !
or,rest in peace,for not trying.............
Re-post inspired by Rose contest
MIRACLE OF FLIGHT
Pale brimstone
emerge on days windblown
hover flower to flower
ducking Spring's sudden shower;
Common butterflies so blue
each season,two generations new,
small heath,argus,marbled white
and speckled brown,so slow in flight;
Winter's caterpillars green and small
fragile miracles,to enthrall.
These halcyon days seem fleeting
As our blue blood begins heating
Lie to ourselves, we've pretended
Together our hearts suspended
Both dive deeper in denial
Our thoughts we try to reconcile
For these sad souls are now mended
Together our hearts suspended
At first I was ducking for cover
But then, your grace I discover
My love you have apprehended
Together our hearts suspended
"Anything is possible through Christ who strengthens me" He walked the plank for me he did it thankfully and to the ranks who bleed you have my envy for your strength you see!
I ask myself, am I running from the papacy I'd do it greatfully for all the blood that shed tred luckily trust me no one's ducking me
All I can breathe is the moment I rise up in all my armor like come F with me
Changing my mind once again.
I know this is the best I've seen
or can remember way back when.
Questioning what's locked.
I've lost the key but found another conclusion in which I couldn't agree.
Putting faith in something unknown.
Whispers so hollow
that they chilled to the bone.
As a requirement of belief is needed sooner than now.
I'm ducking my head.
taking the finales last bow.
Hidden In A prison of lies ducking and dodging
the critics that throw lies eyes peel skin and
makes you question what's with in
Sin regret doubt is what we all know
try to lie and it shows more
Fantasy is what we want but reality is what we need
Reality is confused for what you wish it to be
So We try To...Wish your eyes close let go and release
What everybody already knows.
Standing quivering
Vulnerable and still raw
Needing acceptance
Craving a glance….from you
Aching for your hello
Feeling inadequate
Fidgeting hands clamped
Eyes downward
Craving a look….from you
Longing for your hello
Heart sprinting
Pulse tap dancing
Feeling dizzy
Craving a smile…from you
Thirsting for your hello
Feeling dejected
Fearing rejection
Ducking out of sight
Seeing no smile…from you
Hiding from your hello
Roaming around
Roaming around with
Legs fighting flirting
Writing meeting eating
Drinking stucking sucking
Ducking into the well of love
Roaming around swimming
Chewing meaning straching attaching fixing mixing of love
Roaming around the house of
Cards roads ropes dopes of love
Roaming around with the smell
Hell Nell of love
Roaming around to tell sorry for the love
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Walk around the garden,
Follow routine day.
Fall in place of others,
Stay from precious way.
Keep from being sterile,
Watching over no one.
Playing through the game,
Motion does become.
Walk around the garden,
Walking in and round.
Ducking through the grime,
Skimping which is just.
You follow all the words,
And keep between the lines.
We don't want a clone,
You're blinded in the rhyme.
~Written in late-2003 (October-November) when I was fifteen.
Form:
Listen to your heart and look away from the cynical
Keep looking for a downer
And you will find what lies beneath the pain that birth's your tears
Then it becomes even harder to look up
More like heads up
Ducking in fear
Making it even harder to hold back the ocean wanting to be free from your eyes
Even harder not to just say goodbye
Good enough will no longer get by
You will always find what you think of in your mind
p.s. no need to worry when you decide to just be you...
Some people go through life,
Living in a shell.
thinking about Haven and h***.
Always thinking twice.
Running,ducking,and hiding just like mice.
Just cause this world is full of crime,
Volence,and death.
And everybody have some kind of enemy.
But that's no reason to go through life
hating on every person that you see.
I live in this world too not only you.
And I always get by why can't you.
Not everybody is your enemy.
And not everybody that you know hate on you
And your family.