Short Panted Poems
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A slow wheel upon
Old byway, country's.
Untried, yet tranquil-making.
Lone-lost, yet what frees.
As far who panted
In that world of fear
One echoing reminder
As can no more hear.
In her unseen world I panted for breath
till her treasured tunnel led me to planet earth.
From her milky mountains I drew hope and health...
My mother's world wield warmth and wealth.
Written: 14/4/2017
God Granted While We Planted
My God to me great things he has granted;
Helped grow fields after they were planted;
Flowers flourish;
Then did nourish;
Brought patience to ponies as they panted.
Jim Horn
Sweat glistened on her smooth white skin,
Her buxom breasts bounced around
She panted deep and heavy
her legs kicked all around
She flicked her long dark hair
Let of a shriek and then a grin
There was no one else but her lover
To see her naked frisbee win!
OH, Hobbitfeet in Birkenstocks
Puritanical piglets oinkfest
O'er the Shambridge Shantabridgians
Alliedallies reconoitering
Panted depth of tofuloitring
Agag on ersatzphermony
100%meatlessbaloney
Aghastyeflippinsqueekinwheels
Obsessivetoucheyfeelysqueals
Withwizenedtipofwhiskeywhine
Vanwinklingtheft OHbeardedtime
5/23/2020
There’s a BIG RED GARDEN
In mine city spaced
By seeds I’ve planted
Watered by God’s grace
Summit sprouting
Prayer for nourishing the body
By seeds I’ve panted
For the glory of God
Father’s feeding me, daily
Mind, Body, and Soul;
Thank you Abba Father for feeding me so
Amen Hallelujah
6/30/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
you panted for air as panic pained
as the young life in you drained
a ghastly gagged youthful life
strangled dictum…
and relatives chocked with grief
as friends shocked with disbelief
seeing your destiny you would not reach
strangled dictum…
a budding jasmine brutally butchered
a blameless young life beastly botched
a blossoming rose harshly hacked
strangled dictum….
MEMORY LAPSE
they peer at me
in short panted
breaths
against cuts and
breezes
childhood days
and drifts like
wood in dark
mahogany
past pastels
through every
heart torched that
touched my soul
now life gapes
huge holes
cracked mirrors
with
fissured tears
faces that visit
and giggle
clueless
dim-witted
brainless
obtuse
a memory lapse
unaware
of what was
left behind
© Kim van Breda—16 October 2015
guitar strangs man!
we heard the strang's of delgrin
and were beamed otta our seat's
it's like booty-booty bomb sh4t!
I mean the bassy grooves and the lyrics
they hit me like a stereo!
swing dos' hips and get a grip
on some real good loving!
singles and swingers, baby what's for dinner
cause dessert is you !
I mean like who's got the answer
when the question is wrong
laid back getting squirt's from the boss type
loving!
greasy fanga's gal show!
groovy bassy funk!