Short Juries Poems
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Generosity jaded justified generosity genuinely generously jolly juries
12/24/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
abolished beheadings conspire delicately. egotistically fawning grooves hinder intricate juries.
keeping luxurious meanders. nocturnal outlets permeate quintessentially. random splurges
transcend universal victories. whispering xylenics yearn zoomingly.
The Man With Two Heads
There once was a man with two heads
Of letters and science well read
By the light of the moon
He could make juries swoon
Spinning truth so fast their ears bled!
08/25/10
10:03pm
For Carolyn Devonshire's contest: Lawyer Limericks
Plaintiff,my eye glass,
Defendant,glass case,
Separated both,
Settlement sought,
File the case at the courts,
You are the Judge not a Juri today!
(One of the juries at a courts of law missed his eye glass case,
He messaged to his fellow juri to return it as per this message)
injured iguanas ignite interest in Indonesia’s injuries
Jubilant jackals joyfully joined January jealous juries
kind-hearted kangaroos kindled koala’s kaleidoscopic kin
large luxurious lions lollygagged in London lamented Lynn
marinated mongooses marveled at Marauder’s mini-Monday
Naysayers need not negate necessary niggling notes of nay.
Some are murders, some
are thieves, and some are
peasants don’t you see...
Murders, thieves, peasants,
judges and juries…
Ravens are thieves, as
you know, watch them they
may even find a corpse…
Murders, thieves, peasants,
judges, juries and Ravens…
They mean but one thing,
a trial of sorts…
By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2010
Standing still head's up
Retrospect greatest pitfalls
Mass consciousness whim
Wandering till dawn
Waiting brave for the result
Less breathe heartless beat
Until the mind soar
Now is inexplicable
Sufferings indeed
People grim anew
For the best of all Juries
Render canny nod
Continue service
Captivating voter's wit
Last laugh never ends.
You spoke a new language
of rarefied air
guided nonchalantly
through curving channels of brass
Conduits of cool
juries of jazz
floating past soulful valves
harbingers of what will come
Slender fingers
improvising storylines
magistrates of melancholy
bailiffs of bop
Miles from the mainstream
a milestone of
modern modalities
kind of blue
Sty all your bodied waters
And libelous pretensions.
Hang leather headed juries
Beside some tethered eddies.
Drown me down
In new baptismal rivers.
Spread eagle me upon
Some granite black outcroppings.
And let my liver ribbon
From beaks of shadowed ravens.
Let my thigh bones
Fossil on the rocks.
Should I be buried under
When cliffs calf shuddered thunders,
No words of prayer be spoken
Just leave and let me be.
The juries of debauchery; with there jaded little judging’s;
They leave no room for circumstance; because it’s known they are begrudging
They think they make it real; but real compared to what;
Opinions maybe of some exiles; that circle in a rut.
A simple minded creature; is the spineless jelly fish;
But even when avoided, it’s supposed they should exist.
Disappointed and discouraged; the watcher’s walk alone;
They’ve grown to like their solitude; for most out there are drones.