Short Heaping Poems

rosined bows weeping
small ballerina leaping....
emotions heaping...

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Love, Italian style
is a heaping plateful of spaghetti, 
hot and steamy....

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Order,
One, two, three, four,
He tumbled off the wall,
A heaping plate of scrambled eggs,
Chaos....

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Party-face comes midnight creeping,
Proposing passion—piles heaping.
To boudoir—lustfully leaping,
Next I know—serenely sleeping....

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I found a book of ancient spells
It’s hard to read and it smells
I found it at a German bookstore
“My current meal is such a bore,
so this spell I scream and shout
give me a heaping wad of sauerkraut”...

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Golden annihilation of a lion's 
    spring cover.
Endless tusk of an elephant's
    mind water.
Innard heaping stewards
       sponging
Blood for cleanse:
   Giant sky narrowed
   down
   to the dream of a bee....

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1-cup
some boiling water
2 heaping teaspoons of sugar
1-bag of chamomile tea 
Pour a cup of this for you and me
Taste good, good for what ails you


5/21/18
written words by  James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright ©  2018...

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Alabaster beauty, cold, delicate elegance, freezing glory, heaping ice jams, 
kaleidoscopic luster, Mother Nature's overload, perfectly quiet, reflective snow. transfixing, utterly victorious, winter's xpected yearly zenith....

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the ceiling
over hope
      collapses
            t  r  a  p  p  i  n  g
the faithless
in the heaping rubble
of suffocating
despair.


Date written: 10/19/2022...

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Through it all 
Faith pull the hull
When the light switch 
Could not be found
Ways out not around
The rememberance of God
Came knocking a sure mound
Heaping up the answers 
Helping the wait 
Remaining not being the bait
Calling in prayer
Knowing he answers...

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Through it all 
Faith pull the hull
When the light switch 
Could not be found
Ways out not around
The rememberance of God
Came knocking a sure mound
Heaping up the answers 
Helping the wait 
Remaining not being the bait
Calling in prayer
Knowing he answers...

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White snow,
Bright snow,
Light snow
Falling.

Slow wind,
Low wind,
No wind
Calling.

White trees,
Bright grass,
Light hands
Catching.

Eyes clear,
Eyes sweet,
Eyes bright
Laughing.

Grand clouds,
Glad clouds,
Huge clouds
Sweeping.

Joy sound,
Joy deep,
Joy high
Heaping....

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Having ordinary realization investments zoned on navigational testimonials
Atmospheres latitudes hoping open resolution inspiration zesting,
over nautical terrains and logistics 
Heaping o-mounts radius in Zion on tear north to areas leaned...
Horizontal


written by James Edward Lee Sr.
03/03/15...

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Giving alcohol to a hungry crying child instead of milk
Advising a teenager to neglect all parental advice
Unleashing so much anger when love is on public display
Courting the girl next door just to steal her puppy
Endless stupidity, heaping more stains on an already bad personality...

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I was bound by my bondage in my bondage I was bound;
I have fallen I have fallen down to the ground now I'm crawling;
Encapsulated inside the square I find myself around
Creeping heaping installing encampment found so appalling
What's that sound
Relinquished now

4/8/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021©...

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Feisty fleeting foibles
Tricky treating troubles


Gloomy glimpses gaining 
Pretty posture pleasing


Living lovely loiter
Moody mindset matters


Heavy hassles heaping
Prickly puzzle prompting


Lasting lazy lying
Buzzy breezy buying


Silly stupid saying
Primal pleasure popping 




Leon Enriquez
29 August 2017
Singapore...

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Spectacles

A blurry word is a pest, 
a missed meaning a chore.
But lost specks are best,
when never found ever more. 

And not spotted by my darling 
perched up high in my mane 
after an unrightously load roar
and a heaping pile of disdain.

Specs not found by my love 
sitting atop my fuzzy head
is a gift from the heights above
That I pray for instead....

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Sowing-and-reaping’s rule is pure,
Whatever you give you’ll procure,
When you sow evil, it comes back in folds to you,
And if it’s good, you’ll have it in multiples too,
Each time you give a soul hope,
It appears when you’re on the ropes,
And when you pull a folk down,
You’ll meet defeat on your way uptown,
What you give out is coming; it’s heaping,
That is the law of “sowing and reaping”....

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Dismal is as dismal does
And gloomy follows close
Always a downer, etwas*,
Seeking next a bigger dose.

Dismal is as dismal does
Heaping sorrow upon it
How utterly sad it was
‘Twill never become a hit.

Dismal is as dismal does
Always a miserable mood
Has its own downer buzz
And, a p*ss-poor attitude. 

Written October 2, 2022
[*etwas is German for “something.”]...

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With heaping speed like the flash
Am ah make a dash
My bed calls, dive in... splashhh
It was an honor and a pleasure
Poetry writers you'll so clever
Poetrysoup had me in a spell
O! well, farewell...
Goodnight ya'll
Catch you on the rebound
Tomorrow then, sleep  well
o·ver·whelm·ing zzzzz-ing song 
yeah...my bed Call!

©Copyright January 22, 2012 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved...

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Emerald leaves of summer quickly disappear
Autumn arrives as days draw short
Leaves dance in the soft blowing breeze
As multi colored visions now appear
Waltzing ()~()
       ()~ ()    ()~()

          ()~()   ()~()
They cascade to the ground
Twirling into disarrayed heaping mounds
Signalling the closure to the seasons warmth
Autumn becomes laden with frosty mornings
Forewarning of the up coming winter ***snow***....

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The special today,
is Tom's Stew,
more than enough,
for all of you.
Homemade bread,
with garlic, and chives,
real butter without calories,
dripping from the sides.
Strawberry Shortcake,
heaping with cream,
fresh from scratch,
right out of a dream.
Eat all you want,
get happy, and stuffed,
take some with you,
he insist you have enough.
Open all night,
his lights always on,
place your orders,
before it is all gone....

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After mother
died,
our grandmother
moved in
to take
care of us.

She'd bake bread
early in the morning
and I'd have it
for breakfast,
still hot,
steaming,
slathered
with butter,
and
I'd   
      dip
the bread
into my coffee,
hot, too,
with a heaping teaspoon of sugar,
and I'd make it tan
with the sweet,
canned milk.

When she
got cancer,
grandmother
moved
away,
so her daughter
could
care for her,
while
she
died....

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The heart of me is not important to the vision of the 
Happiness is my mcguffin, nothing but a plot starter 
Quickly, sorrow sweeps me off my feet 
Back on the ground where I started 
I weep uncontrollably and still no one cares
The heart of me is not important to the vision of the
Today is a mirror image of yesterday's pain 
Love will never find my person in this society 
Psychologically destroyed, a heaping mess
The heart of me is not important to the vision of the...

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Masked by distance. Lost in past
pulling at my heart.
Communication absent, knowing not
where I should start.

Evolving nil, the standstill 
reaps such havoc on my dreams.
Desire overwhelming such
it's bursting at the seams.

The longing for that little sign.
A light of green be seen.
A chance to close the heaping gap.
Unblock the guarded stream.

Open with the preciousness 
of foot prints in the sand.
Just open please, let flowers bloom
unlock the golden ban....

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