Short Fulls Poems

stomach is swollen
his first meal in two fulls weeks
life breathes in his eyes...

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weaver’s 
spindle fulls the cloth
teasel



Note: Scottish thistles were once used by weavers as spindles....

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My squirrel is 
sneaking up the bark
of the mulberry tree,
trying to remain
hidden as he
steals giant
paw fulls of
bird seed out
of my red bird feeder.
I smile at his smartness.
And his sneakiness at
not being seen....

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POEMS 44 UNDER LOVER 





UNDER LOVER IS SO UNDER STANDING WHAT LOVE IS. 

UNDER LOVER WE CAN LIVE OUR LIFE TO THE FULLS. 

UNDER LOVER WE CAN CREATING OUR OWN BOND OF LIFE TO OVER COME ANY THING. 

UNDER LOVER WE DO EXPLORE THE MYSTERIES. 

UNDER LOVER WE SHARE THE PEACE & LOVE THAT EVERYONE LOOKS FOR. 




MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS 

AUTHOR...

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I often wonder why
when darkness fulls the day
and rain comes in a way
to pour down from the sky
torrentially then die
and leave a scene so gray

Let rain bring on a song
a patter and a beat
like happy dancing feet
to tap and sing along
and feel like you belong
on stage with the elite

so rain can give a sign
that everything’s just fine

September 1, 2015
A tribute to an old movie...

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Mama, it is raining, do you hear
There is no clothes wetting on the line
And leaking roof for me to repair

But I would yield all this dry of mine
If you were still, if you were still here
It would repair my peace of mind

To see the coals glow red with your breath
And smell the vapor of evening supper
The garnished fish and the mouth all wet

The bended knees and long solemn prayer
The sky as a vase with evening and sunset
Mama, memory fulls me now more than dinner...

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