Short Harpoons Poems

haiku

on moonlit ocean
whales dive into silver waves - 
exploding harpoons 
 
 
05-07-2018

Contest:       Haiga/Haiku  - Theme The Sea/Ocean 5-7-5
Sponsor:      Mick Talbot
Placement:   2nd...

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Full moon baboon
Croon poon, 
Communes high noon
Spoons  prunes
Harpoons balloons
bridoon buffoon
Tycoon Camaroon Boone
Inopportune a billiard saloon
Signature tune, Cartoon…

11/13/19

Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. © 2019...

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Heart robbers
Chasing after fine brothers,

Prior to a valentine arrival,
This elfin figure had no rival.
Hobgoblins are hobnobbing again
Playing games for a heart to sprain
Plastic surgeons with harpoons and weapons
To bludgeon emotions for coupons, sine qua non.
But this gossamer heart’s gone to bed, futon anon! 

Heart robbers,
Costumed as fine brothers....

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Fear leashes unforeseen harpoons
     when faith flees to the hold.
     Wind gauges possible typhoons,
     purser murmurs threefold...

           fractures in the bulkhead
           sailors stymied by dread
           damage and death ahead

Fear leashes anxiety;
Faith can anchor urgency.

October 21, 2021

The middle three lines are a leash, a set of three...

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PAYBACK

blood oranges oscillate
within plundered peels

squeezed out surreptitiously
bleeding on her heels

clicking brutish jaws
on paper thin walls

the pied piper grins
with greenback gall

HOWEVER...heaven insists,
maligned orange restitution

purification of every last drop.
shark lust sees only the dark

heel-harpoons of every female
stab his comeuppance heart.

11/27/2017...

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Do the whales know that, all we are real?
Do we, the humans, know that they can feel?
Sing a song for us across the ocean,
while harpoons pierce our hearts 
with such devotion.
Curious they are about our souls
Singing angels all of us behold.
Curious we are; we come to Meat
Lethal research, deeds we use to greet.

Angels we, our beauty and our souls,
Bleeding in the ocean, dying cold.

©david byrne dec 2011...

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Were you ready for a virginity test
to cross the umbrella of harpoons.
A chilled moon

will welcome you after slaying
the hot sun in the valley
of gods. A schism scoops

ignominy. Seeing the lights
which were not there. Almost
sexy, the sky pretends to unrobe.

No weeping. A Caucasian brings
red grapes for a naming
ceremony of black password,

searing the age of complicity.
A rocket propelled grenade
is going to blast a whisper.


Satish Verma...

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Homes under trees
family in tents
refugees in forests
hunting of edible rats
cattle rustled away
harpoons to hook fish
wild humans eating
weak humans legally
clothing of rags 
thrown as gifts from sky
slave diggers in mines
tortured, underpaid
smuggled females
exploited as things of joy
jungle life at work
enhanced by jungle brains
by those in stone houses
this indeed is neo-stone age
Stone Age relived
Stone Age in promotion
Stone Age modified
and called civilization...

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WHALE SONG

Here's a ballad of the Whale Song,
Translate and we'll all sing along,
Whales in the deep blue sea,
Fish tales for eternity.

Here's an enormous whale,
Swimming the sea for his grail,
Whales in the deep blue sea,
Fish tales for eternity.

There blows the great whale,
Harpoons we hope shall fail,
Whales in the deep blue sea,
Fish tales for eternity.

That's our ballad of the whale,
Singing their aeons of tales,
Whales in the deep blue sea,
Fish tales for eternity....

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