Short Load Up Poems
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this mugs jiggy i wont lie
see it caught your peepn eye
unhitch a lip
caffeine a sip
load up man and liquefy.
always have on hand
at the writing stand
load up the can
so paper will not dip
or whip
while you coffee or drink sip
ueses the
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dine with my insides
finish your last sip of my vulnerability
eat the last crumb of my dignity
load up your plate with all things necessary
for I’m an open meal, for clearly anyone.
trash me in the end
An inch past the worst sizzlin heat
since Yahweh created Summer,
boy 'twould have been supremely sweet
to load up the trusty Hummer
and head cross the continent's breeze
to chill under mountains neath pine trees.
Feeling pretty good today, things are settling down
This calls for a celebration, perhaps a night on the town
Load up on the booze
As the good times ooze
And as per usual, play the part of a clown
Hey all you nice people, got a fantastic idea
Let's party, we could load up on beer and pizza
Maybe dance in the moonlight
While trying to remain upright
In spite of downing six servings of tequila
When love wears a veil
and seems to grow pale
remember, no poking allowed.
Just keep the wood warm.
Load up on fuel
vows in renewal.
Show up with favored gifts endowed,
wait for sparks to form.
for Silent One's Grook contest
Hey all you nice people, got a fantastic idea
Let's party, we could load up on beer and pizza
Maybe dance in the moonlight
While trying to remain upright
In spite of downing six bottles of tequila
© Jack Ellison 2015
It is easier to put your hand up,
For a free load up,
Than to put your hand up,
For a leg up.
It is easier to take more than you need,
In your hour of greed,
Than to think of others in need.
It is easier to follow what's trending,
Than to be the one who is trending.
Christmastime is here
the time Santa elves come out and cheer
They load up Santa's old sleigh with toys and goodies for this year
Sleigh bells jingle from the reindeer's gear as the elves get ready the sleigh
Jolly old Santa Claus is near
as the night of Christmas Eve draws close
Santa lets out a ho ho
Merry Christmas to all
Form:
If I had a red flatbed truck I would….
Load up my house and take it for a drive, to see the sights.
Help Santa and the elves deliver gifts on Christmas Eve.
Move Mount Everest to my neighborhood in Kansas.
Take it to the moon and pick up a crater to show off.
Haul the next alien spaceship to my sister’s house as proof.
If I had a red flatbed truck.
I'm flabby but fit
At a bar I sit
I play my guitar
then squeeze into my car
I'm dumb but I'm smart
I buy modern art
then I load up my cart
to sell at flea mart
I'm happy but sad
'cos 2 + 2 I can't add
Thought I'd reached nadir
Pop bought me calculator
I'm old but I'm young
Come see my tongue
Taste buds still sprout ~
That's why my tummy sticks out
When the guests all arrive
And the food tastes okay
And the grown-ups watch football
While kids get to play…
It’s a magical day,
Calm replacing all stress
Though the clean-up awaits
And the kitchen’s a mess.
Still, such feelings of warmth
Cling to every pore
And as minutes tick by
I wish there could be more.
But we hug our goodbyes
And we load up the sink.
All that prep and excitement
Dissolved in a blink.
The mission is crazy
Will we come out alive?
The movements are dangerous
Load up lets go
Hop in the back
Gear ready to go
Put down your nods
That’s when you show
You can’t be stopped
You can’t be beat
Tonight’s the night
Where no match you’ll meet
Infantry does it
When no one else can
We all go in
Every time with a plan
We take out our target
We index our men
Takeoff in the air
Then get ready again
Form:
No makeup, big glasses, and frazzled hair
I sit here sinking
Into the depths of despair
Look like a sad sight that walked out of the '80s
I feel even worse
I feel just like hades
Wish I had my book, crackers, a tissue
But that would mean getting up
Which I don't want to do
Watching Jet Li's "The One", guess it could be worse
Who am I kidding
I was hooked at "multiverse"
Load up on NyQuil and focus on getting better
I really despise
Being under the weather
All my friends are poets
and I'm glad that this is true.
I would probably give it up
if not for comments from you.
When I feel it's not worth posting
your comments say I'm wrong.
If it wasn't for your encouragement
I wouldn't last too long.
So this poem is written for all of you
and you know who you are.
I'd never find such loyal friends
if I traveled to a star.
Hey. Star travel. Can't you see it?
Load up the word processor, Ma.
Thanks to all of you...Lary