Short Flee Poems
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Space stations spin to create gravity
Spin to create stillness
I too have to be moving ever so quickly
To feel a semblance
Of stability
dancing a jig needing to pee, down with the drawers, got stung by a bee, forced to flee
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Physicists speak of entropy
Beatles sing, ‘Let it be’
From war zones, refugees flee
Folks just want to live free
Flee the cold, dark rain
Come, dwell in essence of warmth
Find peace, love within
Leave the yesterdays behind
Welcome to sanctuary!
To Ben McDuff poor Mary would cling
When Ben McDuff did his Highland Fling
But so fast did he fling than she came unclung
And over the Highlands she was flung
On Saturday I went shopping
Where someone's fleas were still hopping
I don't wish to give blood
To fleas jumping from crud
Go somewhere else for flea swapping!
Escaping into tomorrow,
while running from today
The wolf gives chase, my memories flee
—the past to howl and bay
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)
The blood drips from the page.
Intoxicating smell perforates, ensues.
Taking back again. Female apparatus.
Figment of an over zealous imagination.
A dream, fantasy personified.
perplexed.
with such conviction,
mania fixed, fabricated dialect
of a place
nonexistent. choke,
breathe, introduction- as faults
stick, seethe.
glee, combustion contorts,
distorts, creates revolution.
flee.
why feeling guilty
when you're not the one to blame,
it's now your turn to see
how could they feel no shame
it's now your turn to flee,
prove that you're not the same,
save your soul and break free,
they will end up forgetting your name
My kitchen will hold the key,
love like warm oven brie.
Too many cooks here so flee,
this is my holiday plea.
Only one needed cook bee,
with dinner and hot tea.
The broth must not taste like the sea,
but with a touch of glee.
Dissonance in me awakens
Feelings faint and badly shaken
by hearts - come clean - that are now achin'
no thanks to my prevarications …
Women: Sense a man’s unease
~ Flee from him and his disease
STATION MEETING
The time has come
years depart
I slap your stomach
You throttle me for my
gems
I have none
my gems are the stars
sardines swim towards me
chains rattle loose
to the children in the
Wilderness I flee
verse2016
Is the Poetry in the thinking
or the writing
Is the message in the reading
or the hearing
Is the feeling trapped between
what’s spoken and the silence
Is the spirit released as answers flee
—from questions yet to ask
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)
From cities of strife
we sail tonight
on waves of peace
By prayer
and sacrifice,
courageous hearts
safely steer,
guiding the ark
Fear not the storm!
Come aboard!
leave hand sanitizer on shore—
your
clean heart
is all
that is
required
*****
kira-marie-mccullough.com
Where can I flee
How can I hide
I'll still be me
On the opposite side
Wherever I go
There I am
Rerunning my show
Mary's little lamb
Despite the distance
Of here and there
Equivalent diligence
Nothing spared
I cannot dig
Climb, crawl or fly
An alternative gig
But I remain I
Today is out of order.
I just want to flee,
everything is biting me like a big yellow bee.
The day started off with mold on my brie,
then I lost my only house key.
Under the bed looking for my shoe on one knee,
my pants went wet with pee.
Please just set me free,
this is my one and only plea.
The man said "The only thing we have to fear is fear itself"
and he was so correct in that regard
Flee from fear!
for fear corrodes the inner spirit
Face the world with an iron resolution
Taste the songs you once knew!
Do you really that that fear will destroy you?
Well - it will !
BUT ONLY IF YOU LET IT
Your majesty, our Mwami,
Where is your Mwamihood?
As the greatest hero of our land,
You let our people suffer,
Trading our future in the shadows,
Like a nation lost to darkness.
And so you flee to distant shores,
Abandoning our struggling souls.
Your majesty, our Mwami,
Where is the honor you once knew
Me in three was a dream,
when I started out young and free.
He went down on one knee,
a box with a ring oh no with a key.
The key to his heart was his plea,
would I stay or flee?
We had some hot tea,
watching out over the blue sea.
We would wed under the pretty big pink tree,
now with baby we are three.
At times, I must flee routine and city work-life,
leave behind my daily schedules and office strife
to linger unrushed where nature remains untouched,
its splendid beauty neither man-brushed nor time-hushed.
When I cannot escape to nature’s lilting scenes
my natural faith aches and wilts in crooked leans.
hello jesus and god above who is full of love!i need your help this day because the demons do play evil tricks you know them well thats o.k. they'll wind up in hell!make this demon flee of the person i see.weather they what them their or not its your work i sot!so make them flee now so i can see what needs to be too papare them or not for eternity!
No words to capture
elusive love.
Chased,
with boxing glove
laced to hand.
Attempt to catch
a feathered dove;
make a lasting stand.
Stalk
whispered wind
in noon-day traffic.
Place a collar on a flea.
This vessel spent, so suddenly
does seek repose.
Lord knows,
we do our part.
Patching daily hatred
with a beaten heart.
i ordered at the bar in archbishop's rig
two pork sausages
baked beans
strawberry bear fruit snack
orange juice
meat free burger
r white's raspberry lemonade
bangers and mash
pepsi
corn wheels
hotdog
peppercorn sauce
one wobbly sausage sandwich
on returning to my table
i overheard the barman
'a fool he was, a fool he'll always be'.
The spiritual gem inside me,
sometimes sounds like a huge buzzing bee.
This rumbling sound makes me want to flee,
flee to peace and not for glee.
I know when my soul needs to rest,
as I put it back into my chest.
This crazy world has it dressed,
now my soul needs to pass the test.
Even when we are both all stressed,
quietness and prayer will fill us with new zest.