Short Pallets Poems

Penny Paticoat
Packing pallets and paintings 
Paints pretty ponies...

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With the sun somewhere else my heart's rainbow paints pallets of chakras...

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Tides move in as one--
bowing upright azure tongues,
marching from the sun.
Pallets lick the shifting sand,
slowly move the plastic land....

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candy canes hanging
on each and ev'ry pine bough...
a pallets delight


*written for Andrea Dietrichs Haiku Me A Christmas Tree contest....

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The fragrance of flowers,
each waft is divine.
A sea of white lilies,
These Pallets delight.
The Hyacinthe in spring,
And Lilacs in bloom.
Mothers Nature's Fragrance,
Mother Nature's Perfume....

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GAGGED

a gale force
wind gagged
my mouth with
long and fierce
violent hair

a green slime
lake oozes its
eyes sick with
all that time
has swallowed

turning elated
pallets from
green to red


© Kim van Breda—2 November 2015...

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The smell of coconut cream pie
is the fragrance of my island roots
the warm, toasted pallets
of golden tropical loveliness
blended in an ocean
of bubbling, creamy briskness
alongside shreds
of swimming coconuts
awaiting to throw
a tropical beach bash
on the white sand
at the surface of my stomach!...

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The snow melts as tulips blossom,
for this is the season of renewal-
Robins sing tunes that resound in
an aria of majestic pallets of grace. 

I see Spring is ascending with all
of her delicacy and utter beauty. 
Renown for her pulchritude, she
whispers secrets of soft warmth.  



March 15, 2019...

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ART
 
snails paint poems
on pallets of leaves
slimy threads of all
misdeeds

seas shatter shores
dumping sharp shells
each one has their
own story to
tell

leopards lie low
in sceptical prose
they pray for prey
feasting on
gigantic 
gargantuan
realms of
Art


© Kim van Breda—2 November 2015...

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forklifts
           
             pallets
                 
                        yogurt flavors

       staging  

                   wrappers

                                   to the doors


              trailers

                           drivers

                                          store bound grocery stores...

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Old beat brown truck has stuff sticking every which way out the back.
On sides of pallets he has added to both sides, to try and cram more.
As truck turns I see a rusty refrigerator, wheel barrow, and two bikes.
One of the bikes looks pretty new.
This is an affluent neighborhood for Kansas City.
I hope he did not just pick up some child’s bike in a yard.
That would be too cruel....

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The lunchroom fart
of turbo pasta
scatters garlic teargas
laced with meaty mystery
without mercy to
flatten cubicles.

Chain-reactions
of Tupperware battles
erupt to devastate
once discerning pallets
until hobbled by stabs
of shrapnel to the gut,

prompting an exodus
of mournful bodies
propelled along that cloud
of processed misery
to wander, ashen-faced
along the concrete void....

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<                             covered chocolate
                       bursting ......  cherry implosions
                               over pallets tongue


                                                            
                           
                                a bit of sunshine
                         waiting for the right peeler ....
                             orange ya glad its you...

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My single-serving wait,
That flavor missing,
A sugary rush of femine.

Candy hard, and undesolved,
I salivate, on a smoky.
Bake, for a sleepy fullness.

Craving awake, to 
Late-night in snak,
Wishing, a telling tea at sunrise.

With my fruity-logic,
Time's bagged lunch,
This returns starvation.

Left-overs interrupted,
A cynical side dish,
Questioning my expiration.

In past pallets,
To reality diet plan,
This hunger unending....

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My single-serving wait,
That flavor missing,
A sugary rush of femine.

Candy hard, and undesolved,
I salivate, on a smoky.
Bake, for a sleepy fullness.

Craving awake, to 
Late-night in snak,
Wishing, a telling tea at sunrise.

With my fruity-logic,
Time's bagged lunch,
This returns starvation.

Left-overs interrupted,
A cynical side dish,
Questioning my expiration.

In past pallets,
To reality diet plan,
This hunger unending....

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Thoughts burn with passion
Seeing a gloomy happening
Touches deep folded pallets
Leaving a flavor of happiness

Roses entwined with thorns 
Life stitched with jumbled tones
Charm known after tasting wine  
Tragedy hears the wind chime

Passion of love reaches heights
Courage up when tragedy strikes
Eternal beauty of nature praised
Belief in unseen power is raised

Tragedy is more cherished in heart
Containing memories of true love…life!...

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