Short Hangers Poems

nothin but paper airplanes
and empty hangers
a writer's toll--bridged...

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A crush, is that what it is?
Or is it just an illusion?
My mind plays tricks on me
like a magician pulling
rats out of hats
using coat hangers
for abortions....

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drowsy cricket songs
call orange-black wings to rest
on yellow ragweed

hunting with broomsticks
bent coat hangers and cheesecloth
we chase summer dreams...

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Rondelet: Cliff hangers

In the name of 
Our party let other half cry
In the name of
Our safety sever one half off
For mere two per cents let's all die
The chosen people never lie
In the name of

(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2012...

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Virginity test
Two lovers gasping for air
Mutual resistance


Tragic cliff-hangers
Two lovers gasping for air
In simulation


Gratification
Two lovers gasping for air
Simultaneously 


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Contest # 4
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Placed: 4th...

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Night wrinkles on dim hangers.
Bell-bottom pants,
two-toned platform shoes,
a `kipper' tie,
unhinge from time and mind.

The closet door clicks shut.
Empty hangers swing-on in the dark,
rocked now
by the surviving members
of every rock band
that ever broke up....

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Been sorting out my wardrobes
Geez, what a chore
Some left on their hangers
Most are on the floor

Tried to be ruthless
Not worn last year then out they go
Must bundle up the floor ones
Before my heart says NOOOO

It’s a 6 monthly ritual that I abhor
Money is put in a box in aid of cancer...

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A vision only my sleeping eyes 
can see:

Night wrinkles on dim hangers.
Bell-bottom pants,
two-toned platform shoes,
a `kipper' tie,
unhinge from time and mind.

Then the closet door 
clicks shut like a shell.
Empty hangers swing-on in the dark,
rocked now 
by the surviving members
of the Rolling Stones....

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You who perniciously perpetuate
In your own timely image
In a changing, disastrously dangerous world

You reap momentary satisfaction
Millions of blind, awe-struck hangers-on
Whose eerie interpretation is often mistook 

Now you deceptively sway them 
Tomorrow someone will slay them
As each tempo or rhythm separates...

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Boys and girls
These are hangers
Especially for you
Please don't simply throw your jackets
On the bed or chair
Please hang them up for airing
For the laundry worker
For your eyes too
Out of sight out of mind
Hangers will remind you 
To wear them regularly
And also remind you 
The love of mother 
Buying them for you...

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I am just a rack of Bones
Standing here vertical
I raise my hands and arms
I go to my closet
 and they're hanging
Inside that little room
Hanging on hangers my flesh my skin
My soul
As I reach in put on my skin
Now I'm completely clothed yet  naked 


12/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020...

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To life, and all the hangers-on
Who’ll endure when the others have gone?
“We will,” hissed the cockroaches
“Don’t forget us,” squealed the rats
Ah yes, the rats
The idiom kings
“Rat race”
“Fight like cornered rats”
“Like rats leaving a sinking ship”
“Drown like rats”
Except for that last one
You guys are resilient...

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Raise your 
Hands
Voice
Belt
Shoes
Hangers
Whatever
You get a 
Hold of

Bring it down
Hard
Fast
Repeat
Again and
Again
'Till we 
Get it through
Our heads

Why won't we
Listen
Stop
Calm down
Behave
Understand
Be good for
Once

We're out of
Control
Too hard
To handle
We'll never
Understand
So you raise
Your hand...

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One, As Another

One comes to pass
As one comes to life
One goes to class
As one goes to the knife
One sells their goods
As one sells themself
One brings the foods
As one brings their dead self
One stops their hunger
As one stops another’s breathing
One hangs their clothes’ hangers
As one hangs themself waving
One does one action
As one does an opposite reaction

Written on January 13, 2020...

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The drug that I use
Makes me abuse
Tempers fuse
But don't get confused
The drug is anger
It causes danger
And cliff hangers
Flesh & bone banger
My heart is thumping
Adrenaline pumping
Veins are jumping
Fist to wall bumping
I can't control
My head is swole
There is a hole
That sucks in my soul
Blood is racing
Got me pacing
The edge I'm facing
There is no tracing
Temple is flaring
Nothing is baring
I'm not caring
My skin is taring
I'm angry...

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This weight is great
Heavy upon my soul
Each tear drop is lost
On my wet pillow

Memories now a dream
Sharing is now gone
An empty dinner plate
Filled with only thought’s

Empty hangers in a closet
Our youthful days 
Have disappeared
Laughter is now fear

Your greeting message
Still on our phone
A voice I cannot erase
Sitting here alone

A grief I must now embrace

Contest: Givers
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
Date Created: 09/21/2020...

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Come to life
I am a rubber air filled ball  
And I bound
I’m a shovel and I dig what I’ve become
I stand strong and tall as I plant my  feet in the ground
I am an eraser
And I will undo characters I’ve created
Come to life
Plastic hangers so discriminate now
NO WIRE Hangers!!
I am alive yet I’m a stone
I am alive but I am wind blown
Come to life
In animated objects
Rise
Live on
Come to life


1/4/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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In the rear view is a big slab rider in
tiger prints on the open road.

Off the pike and down the route, I
see my breath she sees the inside of
a brain bucket lid.

Crispy corn snakes slither between those
bubble gum wheels, I see my breath she
parts the fog with hot drag pipes.

Her gore-tex grips those tasseled ape hangers, in
armor head to toe.

The silence breaks into four-banger parade,
I see my breath she lets off the
binder and flogs up the dawn....

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Haggard honey-loving homies held Hank’s hamhocks hostage 
He hitched his hayrack, having habitual hints hint his huffiness.
Harry harbored horrifically hideous habits, hissing his heebe-jeebies.
Hangdog Hilda hesitated, having heard Hale hinting Harry’s holiness.
Huffy hummingbird Helen  hindered Happenstance Hilda’s hayseed habits. 
Himalayan Herbert, hayseed harboring hazardous hags, hid Hilda and Helen.
Hallowed horses having hatpins hissed, having had hobo handy hangers help....

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