Short Hammers Poems
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The Gods
Shall not
Put their hammers down
Mending souls, against the anvils,
Without a sound
Hidden realm of the Gods
rusted with disuse
heavy heart hammers in pain ~
spiders build cobwebs
10th January 2023
hammers are swinging
saws are buzzing
the carpenter ants
shall gather
the nails while
volunteering their time
in rebuilding Noah's Ark
Gears of all ages and all eternity, and all beyond!
Hammers of right and wrong in eternal lack of bond;
A Name to all ears beautiful and fond!
With hammers and get rich schemes
He ravished the mountains and polluted the streams
And never recorded at what cost
He paid for paradise lost
To fix with a hug or a kiss
means nothing much was amiss
When hammers and nails are required
~ the problem is truly dire
Pour with will your molten soul
On lyric molds that is your art
Every beat of hammers bold
To shape, imbue, impart
Rhymes ring true in that honest forge
Your heart
Hammers of your words
strike again and again.
My soul spirals downward
uncontrolled. My malleable
heart forever twisted by
wicked words. My Love
stranded behind an
unbreakable wall of Pain.
It's a gun metal morning
nail-head rain hammers
a quitting earth.
The sky
is a technical knockout.
Making a third cup
of black coffee,
I elbow a dullness aside,
try a few butterfly steps
get ready
for the daily fight.
Poems can be made into songs.
My favorite songs i wrote longs to be
played by my beautiful five fingers.
The notes I play on my guitar lingers.
The notes that the pianist plays dance through the air released by soft felt hammers.
butterflies flutter in your presence
bluebells ring the sound of your voice
bold moon gives bright sun a turn
fireflies light when you smile
streams riffle your name
my heart hammers
in my mind
is this
love
I walk quickly in circles without hurry
Thinking in panic without thought or worry
As rain hammers down from clear blue skies
Soaking me to the skin; leaving me bone dry
I cross a road without progressing
Whilst rushing slowly to keep from digressing
Hey, Cruel Memories
that I don't want to remember!
Do not beat all the pains and agonies
on my face
just like tens of hammers
pounding on one anvil
as if to shape a horseshoe,
It’s an absolute disgrace
cause you will then be implicated
in a scandal
The tulips and the marigolds were in a gun battle today.
Queen of Tulips was mad for her latest slave Charlie had run away.
She started the battle with hatchets, battle axes, and hammers too.
Queen of Marigolds ended it with assault rifles, painted periwinkle blue.
But carry on he did young Michael
Upon his steed his trusted cycle
Set sail for another land
A boat he sailed with a hammers flag
Soon his tyres touched
And although he thought as much
That this place smelled like marzipan
He'd landed in Afghanistan
Skyfall
Big massive piling machine hammers thumps huge steel
iron girders into evil rancid ground. Tree spiralling behemoth rams
dead tree stumps into bare earth to hold up falling cracked sky.
Without them we’d be crushed dead. Empty heavy sky forces on me, us.
I think of poetry
sometimes as sacred,
at an altar
summoned by words
of God --
every expression a driven
reverberation,
myself a mere fork tuning
struck by hammers unfathomable
truth~ feeling more transcriber
such spiritual rings transcending Bard's --
The repetitive saw of metal against metal,
The bashing of steel for designs,
The whir of the copper polished
And the hiss of the patina finished.
The file and sandpaper rasping on the brass
The noise all around
The hammers they pound,
As we create our own sound.
Jack - Jack - Jack - Jack
JackJackJackJackJack
Woodpecker hammers in my head.
Jack - Jack - Jack - Jack
JackJackJackJackJack
Clear and red comes from my head
Jack - Jack - Jack
JackJack - Jack
Yellow Jack-et talks to me
Jack - Jack
Painless - Jack__________________
Machete jabs
cycle through a staccato lied.
The music is Jurassic,
a tune rattled in the throat
of a feathered lizard.
It pecks out the genetic code
of jackhammers.
Stabs eardrums deep,
a primal stirring
of blood and sap.
The forest echoes
as time hammers on.
Turgid tempest traipses slowly,
heavy thunder, hammers holy,
livid lightning lights the lowly.
Storm surges, striking sand-bar,
winds wailing, whipping wife’s car,
rain races to rills and rock scars.
Power pulses, promising pain,
branches break-off, block the brave,
dumb to drive on dreadful days.
More than two minds
upon a task
leads to $200 hammers.
More than 2 collaborating poets
give birth to demented poetry.
Committees form committees
to discuss yet more committees.
If a committee
were to design a sports car
it would end up being a tractor.
Only lone thinkers
discover the new.
A flurry of fists probed his belly
A shot to the jaw, his knees turned to jelly
A pair of hammers to his chest rived it in two
A jolt to his jaw stopped the bout
He was through
Up above angels, all astir and a-twitter
Aghast at man's lot ~ so brief and so bitter
It never lasts nearly as long as
it should
When it crashes down like a
house of cards
And there's a million hammers
hitting your skull
And it's all you can do not to
scream
Like you're the only one left on
earth
As if you were the only one
graced with a brain
That even though your mind is
faster, you don't count.
Form:
Living on a path of self destruction,
Hammers to the head make a concussion,
What's the point this discussion,
Relieve this pressure built up within,
Put on this mask so all emotions are hidden,
Thoughts turn into actions in disbelief,
Just one cut for instant relief,
Genius of this magnitude is hard to find,
Ironically wasting away a beautiful mind.