Short Lane Poems
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When we first dated
she gave me erections
Now that we're married
she just gives me directions
chilliness glistens
under traffic citylamps
an abandoned road
time slowly travels little
mist chasing away the ghosts
Strolling down the memory lane,
Mirages do not seem so strange.
Trails of nostalgia stay engraved,
In the happiness I once embraced.
graffiti stares
and retro drips
beneath the
shoreditch sky
like those who watch
- between their sips
the world and
us go by.
as go drive you must strive
getting to your gold
get mind on the road
so there's no pain
they in
take tip from a friend
in the
DRIVER LANE
Lin Lane was as sharp as a dart
incredible at penning her art
experienced in edit
I Give her due credit
She could take all mistakes apart.
R-emember
A-ll
M-emories
I-n
L-ane
P-ondering
U-ntil
N-ostalgia
O-pens
Topic: Birthday of Ramil Puno (May 5)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-ays
O-f
S-un
L-et
Y-our
N-ew
V-iew
I-llumine
L-ong
L-ane
A-bove
Topic: Birthday of Roslyn Villa (December 24)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
when there was pain
has been driving me insane
was hit in fast lane
a small sprain or strain
yelled with words which were profane
pain still does remain
M-ind thinks of the past,
A-s the wave of nostalgia
B-rings back the old time.
Topic: Birthday of Mylene A. Betuin (March 14)
Form: Acrostic Haiku
Remember those old Miller beer commercials
'More taste' ... 'Less filling'
The actors in those ads, now grandads
yelling ~ 'More guns ... Less killing'
Rush Hour
traffic is stop and go
horns honking like mad geese
windows down in the heat
choice words said in anger
social fingers signal
suddenly my lane clears
a po-am...a toil
letting of
word...sound-dings
that splash
meanings...of an
idea-as a
lane-gauge...for some
word flow
from an id-as...clear
stan
A man named Fred lived on Poopy Lane
Dogs took dumps on his lawn time and again
So he devised a plan
Set up a big fan
Blew away the odor especially when it rained
Eleven items in a ten and under lane
This act and murder are exactly the same
Suffocated to death
Till no more breath
Deserved for trying to get ahead of the game
A man named Fred lived on Poopy Lane
Dogs took dumps on his lawn time and again
So he devised a plan
Set up a big fan
Blew away the odour especially when it rained
S-unny
H-ues
E-rase
I-nclement
L-ane
A-s
N-ew
O-penness
N-icely
A-bates
T-yphoon's
O-nslaught
Topic: Birthday of Sheila Nonato (October 13)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
ominous
frozen
moments
eerily
suffused
breathless
as
time stops
seeking
the
essence
of
stillness
in graduations
of
tone
Lois Lane
Has lost her brain.
When she sees Clark,
There is no spark.
Yet in his tights,
A spark ignites;
And, sans his specs,
She’s up for sex.
For Poet Destroyer's Clerihew contest
,
tiny parachutes
free-falling in the wind...
pink stars at sundown
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Day
Passed by,
Reliving.
Parked in a lane,
Hid from watchers as we lovingly kissed,
Losing count of love as emotions thrilled.
Until sunset
Meant time up,
We left
Sad.
Here lived the notorious spinster
Who seduced her naïve minister
An afternoon tryst,
Only happened twice
Back then, it was rather sinister.
Written August 12, 2022
The lingering hug
The last "I love you, Dad"
The suitcase on wheels
behind him now
Automatic doors open
"Get back in your vehicle, sir"
A final glimpse --
Gruffly now: "Move out, mister..."
Down Memory Lane With No Brain
While making way down memory lane,
Trump was there insane with no brain;
Playing childish games,
And calling us names;
Never had been proud but only profane.
Jim Horn
A man named Fred lived on Poopy Lane
Dogs took dumps on his lawn time and again
So he devised a plan
Set up a big fan
Blew away the odour especially when it rained
© Jack Ellison 2015