Short Misdemeanor Poems

Confidence is a subtle command.

It takes prisoners


And captivates them


With modesty.


Oct. 31.2021...

Read More

I bailed my honest friend out of the tank
Who dressed up as a hotdog for a prank
It’s not a misdemeanor
To dress up as a wiener
I see no harm in trying to be frank...

Read More

External conflict
(versus)
self-disaffection

The first a misdemeanor
(the second)
a higher crime

Inarticulate
powerful yearnings
trapped in between

Inarticulate
powerful yearnings
—of that forever lost

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)...

Read More

Rhyme is a crime,
A misdemeanor or more.
And cadence is worse—a rhythmical verse
Is a felony critics abhor.

“Love” gets a shove
In the ash-can where Beauty “belongs”.
Psychosis is “in”—optimism’s a sin:
Down the toilet with heart wringing songs!...

Read More

There once was a congressman named Weiner

   Suspected of exposing his 'wiener'

      Of course he claimed no knowledge

         Oh yeah! Claimed girl in college

            He could be charged with a misdemeanor

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved...

Read More

If you were a lover 
I’d tire of loving 
instead, I nurse 
and soothe 
as an ulcer 
reminded when 
I or anyone 
commits a misdemeanor 
that given your delicate state 
it burns pitifully, and you 
pained beyond the measure 
flare, charring my skin 
as I hold on, 
stomp out the flames 
and bring you back, again....

Read More

For a cryptic misdemeanor? 
None of their reasoning was clear;
They only wanted her controlled 
with the turn of a single key;

Threw her inside and locked the door 
hoping that she would disappear;
Wild was impossible to mold
her heart would not bend easily;

That flash in her eyes was so bold 
as she rebelled amicably....

Read More

A war was on,
(psychological)
to transgress the unwritten line.
Me, stranded on the 
sands of time. 

Day after day 
shaven heads in protest 
erupt in fury.
Firebrands join like 
ducks to water.

In camera, you 
open the folds of mystery. 
As we start reading script, 
the wounds were mine, 
and you were the sounds.

On the table, I put my 
eyes, ears and my 
father’s shoes. I come 
out in open, to take 
a shower of abuses.


Satish Verma...

Read More

Santa the Sinner crossed the Covid line,
With PPE rules he did not comply.
Cookies and milk were swapped, his ample appetizer,
He gobbled up the mask and drank the sanitizer!
For reckless misdemeanor he was fined.

At that point poor Santa’s short fuse blew,
Pandemic? Global? Covid? What! Says WHO?
I ran present production all year from dusk to dawn,
The ones you truly wish for, not bought on Amazon!
No crazy Covid protocols I knew!




December 7, 2020...

Read More

I looked all over town
And all I could find
Was yellow and brown
The mixture of brown and yellow
Eversole was mellow
Must have been a misdemeanor
For together they were Mindbender
It is I kept on pretending
Earth shattering rendering
The Browns and the yellows combusted
Equally yoked but yet further disgusted
Such a trifling mix
Making each of us sick
What gets, mixed.   

Brown and  yellow  
Wha wha what's 


orange 

10/31/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2o19...

Read More