Short Pinball Machine Poems

I have an awful stressful job
I have to do it to earn a bob.
Shunted,……..
Pushed,………..
Round and round
Like a shiny ball in a pinball machine.

2004...

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viscera wound tighter
   than the tightest rubber ball
   never mind bouncing off the walls
   guts like a pinball machine
   an arcade between the ears
   with tilt alarms screaming




02.10.19


For Capture That Emotion Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Nina Parmenter...

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He was frightened by direct scrutiny.
He frequently was a pinball machine.
He knew he couldn't talk in this mutiny.
He was frightened by direct scrutiny.
After airflow, he repents fluently.
The naked truth is still taboo when seen.
He was frightened by direct scrutiny.
He frequently was a pinball machine.

Written: May 09, 2023...

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Running and running.
Where to I can't explain.
My feet our light and the past is flying by..
My heart cry's and my soul is in despair ..
I cry and I really don't know why?
 When will it stop ...
Will I ever be me?
Feelings our  so overwhelming to the  heart...
Like a pinball machine used again and again..
My feet stay in one place bound...
When will I be me again?...

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PROGRESS

What happened to that coffee bar
With the pinball  machine
That focused our attention and verve
On Saturdays when I was sixteen?

Where did all those girls go
That wore flared skirts and white socks
As we listened to American rock ‘n’ roll
On the juke box?

They’re still around,  but changed
With time’s passage there;
And the phenomenon called progress,
Diluting the verve, damping the flare....

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