Short Hydrant Poems

Red, short, and stumpy
Ready to go any time
I'll hook up my hose...

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dry dusty city street
    an open fire hydrant 
childhood floods back...

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Ghetto dreams, ponder
Broke hydrant, cement
Only leaking tears

© Drake J. Eszes

Submitted to Charles Henderson's: "Haiku your way" contest....

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 when the dogs went to the park
 an urge to pee was sparked
 So they lined up at a tree
 There was no fire hydrant you see
 And each took a turn at the 'bark'

 5-4-2024
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The mouse jumped
Off the fire hydrant
His hat flies up
Into the distance
He munches some cheese
Spits on the floor
Makes a split
Tumbles over
Laughs in peels
Waves goodbye...

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It is the only tree left in town 
I'm waiting in line after this clown 
"Hey there, speed it up buddy!"
That spot is getting muddy 
Woof, a hydrant would beat this paws down 
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Tears spring out of these distraught eyes
like a broken fire hydrant

I'm so deeply wounded inside
that I can hear an internal siren 

It is a warning of my overflowing pain 
there is no rescue mission
in place just the tears that 
help it fade....

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7/4/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr...

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wAtErS flowin juz…
Urine gusting down my leg
---As open hydrant

2/24/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©

 S e n r y u Verse
Syllables Per Line:	5 7 5
Total # Syllables:	17
Total # Lines:	3  (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:	 N/A
Total # Words:	11
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Hot City Days

Hot city days
summer's ablaze
in bricks of concrete
and flip flop feet.

Just keep cool
in a hydrant pool.
The block’s a bash
if kids can splash.

Great water fun
in scorching sun
can bring a smile
to any child.

Grown-ups look on
as though they long
to drench in droves
right in their clothes.

8/28/17...

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the fire hydrant comes handy
first and fore most it saves lives
but to walk a dog in the city
it's a place of choice
better than the lamp post
and a tree we leave alone

as on a leash I am directed
to do my business in a jiffy
and always a piece of paper
as it degrade and never a plastic bag
to reach the next garbage can
she is so crazy but I love her...

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A car was parked illegally;
The hydrant wasn’t cleared,
Plus it was by a nursing home
And might have interfered.

I never would have noticed it,
But signage did impart
That a tow truck would be coming
‘Cause the engine wouldn’t start.

Thee note said “Please!” perhaps to cops
Who rarely have the choice
About issuing a ticket to
A reprobate Rolls Royce!
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Summer's In Trenton


Driving through Trenton,

kids laugh and giggle,

as they play in the fountain

of water shooting high

into the air from the

fire hydrant.



Prostitutes

smile and wave at

us as we do a drive-by

through their 

designated stations.



Dancer's perform

to the rapper's beat

as we drive by

the row houses.



It's all alive

in Trenton

this summer....

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Sun poures its hot rain.

It wades drinking away the race body heat, 

beneath their feet as they walk the baking street.  
 
   
Neighborhood kids play upon the streets 

splashing in the muddy water.


No one silent, 

their mingling voices, 

squeal with joy and laughter

in the gushing waves of a fire hydrant

drenching their limbs, a treat to its coolness.

8/23/2017...

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On a blistering August day,
hot sweaty kids just wished to play.

Someone (nobody stills knows who)
turned on the hydrant. Water flew!

It flew and like a geyster went
all over the place – Heaven sent!

The kids went crazy. Oh what fun
that one hot day in summer’s sun!


Sept. 5, 2017 for the Hot Summer Day Contest of Eve Roper
Submitted May 3, 2023 for 
'A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE no 1214' Poetry Contest...

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tick. . . tick. .  talk the time today
busy a great gather of 
basketed flowers
that might move us towards
great outlawed-metered parked cars 
ticketing themselves
and twist. . . twist your fire-hydrant wrist
while the streets look the other way
simple lack-luster 
awaits your perceptive 50’s point of view
but it’s all the daughters that decide
off which part of  concrete to part with
and wake up 
in which car to ride in...

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Sticky, humid, skin
Sweltering inferno blaze
Summer has no wind

The flies are dizzy
Joy hums from each piazza 
Two views of day's rot

The hydrant founts glee
No rain promised in the sky
Water is respite here.

The tongue flakes songs
Lovers returned to the parks
Love sparks a new flame

Dreams burn in desire
The heart pants for new friendships
Pale male on his spire.

Summer has no wind
The city swelters without rain
And love blooms again....

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Hot like a Firecracker, Red Dances her Truth
Red is a savage, 
Takes no prisoners
For she wants for nothing

Red is complete 
Onto herself
A pirate-faerie-gypsy-queen

Red is hot like a firecracker
Red dances her truth
Stopping at stop signs
Only to say "hi" to her cousins

Red is a fire hydrant
Waiting impatiently
Tapping her foot, setting her own fires

Red is not to be scoffed.
Red is sassy, sexy, sensual
Red is pizza, red is spaghetti. Stay out of her way!...

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