Short Five Hundred Poems

terrorist state bombed hospital more than five hundred have died last week...

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We scrounged up
Every penny we could
The night the policemen took you.
We had thirteen dollars
For your five hundred dollar bail....

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What should I see here?
"System Error Five Hundred"
What does this thing mean?
My poetry disappeared.
Oh how that thing pissed me off!
...

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Five hundred rounds of ammunition
bound for President’s inauguration 
shots will echo through the nation
and no this ain’t just imagination
there’s going to be a conflagration....

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I searched and searched and found a sweet gal
I was so happy my heart did swell,
she told me she liked me
but sex we'll have to see...
First, she wants five hundred through PayPal....

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Is there any other way to enjoy eggs
Oh yes oh yes probably five hundred and eight
Exaggerate I do
Just by a few
But whatever you do don't put them all in one basket...

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Five hundred channels and nothing to watch
Remember back when, we'd watch diddly squat
Didn't really matter
If the language was a clatter
We'd watch foreign movies not knowing the plot...

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Starting at seven last night
Finishing at half past eight
I read the Constitution
All four thousand, five hundred forty-three words
Not a single word or combination thereof
Gives me the right to hate...

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enormous sea creature has the loudest animal sound
louder than any fog horn or alarm bells around
his whistle can travel up to five hundred miles away
the blue whale’s voice can be heard from April to May...

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Five hundred channels and nothing to watch
Remember back when, we'd watch diddly squat
Didn't really matter
If the language was a clatter
We'd watch foreign movies not knowing the plot


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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past
perspiration
personal
relationships
inspiration
never far
yet we
are

geographically
speaking
two thousand
five hundred
seventy
five miles
that's as
the crow flies

from
my tree
to yours
from
sleet
and freezing
rain
to your

warmth...

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If someone paints a picture
And names it nouveau art
Hunter will claim it's his 
At five Hundred Large to start.
But Joe's still a Dipstick
he thinks oil is A La Carte.

Entered in
The Biden's poetry contest
sponsored by Anthony Biaanco.
December Thirteenth, 2022....

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The last survivor of the human race
Depicting General
Master and genius
Night time
Food alert
Dangerous flying
Nightly heavens
Packed ditch
Troy surrenders
Zeus is more
Gandhi falls
Hunger of a nation
When the time comes
General heat
To fly
For five hundred parts...

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A brain awakes
and sheds 
five hundred pounds of sky.

The brain dreams-
it opens a door
walks through it,
grinds beans,
percolates coffee.

It realizes it is way too early.
Now it may or may not
slip back into a tar pit
on the far side 
of the moon....

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Ann
Was
Teacher
And mother
Emergency nurse
A cheerful joy to all she knew
Giving God's wisdom, encouragement, laughter and hugs.
Thirty-one thousand five hundred days and she was gone.
Tears freely flowed; black was adorned.
Her life shaped many.
Family
Forgot
Ann
Though....

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MMMM...

Swirls of alternating colors- brown and... light brown.
A spice that men would kill for a mere five-hundred years ago 
combined with a sugary dough and frosting, baked into a sticky, spicy, SENSATIONAL
delight. 

Praise the Great Spirt in his wisdom for blessing us with Cinnamon Buns!...

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Bang bang that's all you ever hear these days.
Five hundred people can win Grammies and it'll be overshadowed by a person getting shot.

Is this the life we wanted? Can we really say we made it?
Everyday I go out and ask myself " what the hell is this?"

I'm not done ,yet, shooting down my prey and rebuilding my life....

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Became so fat he floated away
"Who the heck is that?", they'll say

Too much pizza, ice-cream, and pop
Parents should have told him to stop!

Five-hundred pounds of blubber
So much for land-lover!

Someday he will orbit Earth
So much for what exercise is worth!

If you eat too much be like him
Don't pig out on a whim!...

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I always figured that the weight of an anaconda was a fabrication.
A nightmare, something an evil book writer made up, to instill terror.
So I looked it up. 
And I was wrong. 
An anaconda can weigh five hundred pounds.
So now I stay home after dark, because that is her feeding time.
And I stay out of waters and rain forests....

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wisps of air unite in glorious sound
spilling from the hearts of those on stage;
time freezes in the calmest, deepest way
five hundred watch, connected to one breath,
the spirit of one flowing, yearning line,
straining to hear the sorrow put to rest
farewell, mine past-- come later, future, too--
this moment is ours and music our divine....

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Sunglasses
Shady Gaga as I 
Prepare myself
For the inevitable
I lie
Down
And breathe the airport effect
The dog's haircut cost 
Him five-hundred ginch gonches -
He 
Kicked a hobo 
On the way home;
The day is an oxygen thief
Speedbumps invite me
To spank them
I am coffee confident
I park in someone else's driveway
Put me on a pizza...

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To mill pond at dawn's new day

rippling sunbeams over the calm surface play
freely amongst the stately swans gliding there
in contented pairings, turning sees' a hare
and leveret munching on borage and honeycombs
breakfasting, as a polluted tributory stream foams
with poisonous effluence five hundred yards away

to mill pond at dawn's new day...

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Hello Mr. Anaconda
How fit and fine you look this morning!
Have you lost weight? You look terrific!

I am backing away slowly, not rapidly.
Hoping to buy myself a bit more time.
How long does it take five hundred pounds to move?

His big green eyes stare at me, mesmerizing me.
I am terrified. I turn and sprint away.
Not easy in the rain forest....

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THE CUSTODIAN

The husband never forgave me
I'd given him a slim five hundred
He cashed his ticket in on a stormy day
I could not enjoy the song and dance  of rain
No nostalgia!
I swayed like branches blown by wind
But not once did I fall
I could have had a ball with sudden wealth
I said, 'Your half would be yours
Mine goes hither and yon.

*...

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i kept thinking
like Jeopardy
the answer is
the question

so i said who
are you for one
hundred dollars
so i answered and

then asked for
the next but on
the same series
just more money

until i got close
to the five hundred
dollar answer i
questioned

what is
the category
and no sh
it it was

beautiful
Colombian
Muses you
want to

know...

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