Short Plaything Poems

he tossed her aside
like an unwanted rag doll
rich man’s plaything

8/12/18...

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a
forties
pop pastiche-
tomorrow we
die.

Ekphrasis after..... I was a rich man's plaything by Paolozzi...

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Overjoyed with his life was he
As in a new plaything.
Engrossed at no end of a string
For what of it broke free!...

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Virgin
Untainted, Worthy
Waiting, Pledging, Pacing
Angel, Saint, Plaything, Rebel
Baiting, Mating, Craving
Racy, Spicy
Vixen
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QUIVERING LIPS

Barbie’s plaything lips of blushing roses,
So pretty, but her mouth barely closes.
Lips quiver in sleep,
Throw out secrets deep.
Tabloids reveal her “man-i-Ken’s” poses.

4/5/2018...

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If you don't want me,
Then quit wasting your time,
I'm not your plaything,
Better yet, quit wasting mine.
I hate the way you make me feel,
I hate the way you make this so real,
Why can't we just live in a fairy tale....

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Born of fire,
Lost in smoke.
Favourite plaything,
First one broke.
Highest flyer,
Longest fall.
Strongest structure,
Hardest wall.
Live to gamble,
Die in debt.
First to want it,
Last to get.
Brighter shiner,
More you burn.
Harder thinker,
Less you learn....

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Listen to poem:

i grew up overnight
in one swift flash
redefining moment

you touched me
abused me
victimized me

you had no right
how could you
how dare you
i trusted you

you crossed the line
you branded me
scarred me for life



AP: 1st place 2020

Posted on May 13, 2020...

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If you would only
Open your eyes and see
That I can never be the person
You want me to be.

I am my own person
I have my own ideas
I am not a carbon copy
Of a love from past years.

So please, just accept me
For all that I am.

I am not a plaything for your amusement....

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I rejoice in glory to the most high God;
I am not exempt from sin but I'm always forgiven;
I appreciate the patience and the many chances they concur;
But God is not a plaything He's not to be ignored;
My Christ died for my sins and yours; 
Patience is the virtue come praise the Lord;

9/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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Be my darling be my darling 
Cause you are so attractive thing 
Be my baby be my baby 
Without you my heart is heavy 
Be my lady be my lady 
To welcome you I am ready 
Be my honey be my honey 
You are my joy like my money 
You are pretty be my sweetie 
Be my sweetie you are pretty 
Be my best food be mine for good 
Be my plaything of my manhood...

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He stood in the middle of the lane,
A toddler in tatters,
Confronting my speeding scooter.
I cursed the nowhere-in-sight,careless mother,
Then changing gear
Threatened a mock dash,
Was to him but a big plaything
Come for his pleasure.
The sudden smile over his face
Lit up my heart.
i withdrew a little,
Bowed to his imperial innocence
And humbly went my way....

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You shouldn’t have kissed me 
Honest with you, but what is it you want?
I wonder if you know
A plaything lingering in your eyes 

Honest with you, but what is it you want? 
So god damn gentle 
A plaything lingering in your eyes 
Vampires reignite the love poem

So god damn gentle
I wonder if you know 
Vampires reignite the love poem 
You shouldn’t have kissed me....

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Yesterday, I saw my first tulip this spring,
and a smile instantly bloomed deep in my heart.
Today, I heard a red-breasted robin sing,
imploring Winter's wretched winds to depart.
And tomorrow's rain will be April's plaything,
offering the plants a drink and a fresh start.
As our wobbly world spins upon its axis
and unlocks seasons, it grants Nature access....

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I thought I was in love,
Until you stabbed me in the back,
I thought you loved me,
But I was completely wrong,
I tried to get over it,
Tell myself it was a dream,
But inside I knew that it wasn’t,
That girl kept coming back,
She wanted you and I knew it,
And I knew you wanted her,
I was a toy,
A plaything,
That you just threw aside,
You got bored and needed more,
So now I’m alone....

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For ten years she waitressed,
masseuse'd,
sold time-share apartments,
but she was tired
of being a corporate plaything,

At age thirty-five
she returned to porn.
Of course she could no longer
stand on her head
or arch her back like she used to -
it had been her ‘thing’,

but she could serve good coffee,
rub a strained neck or two,
or engage her partners
on the value of regular vacations
in-between camera takes....

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In that place where my crib once rocked,
perhaps even now
a toy lies submerged
in the gray and gritty dust.

It was not a new or an old plaything,
it was but a leaving, a plaster crocodile
taken from crumbling foundations
where only shadows walked
as a weak sunlight moved them.

I like to think it is still there
where I first drooled a baby smile
over a plaster crocodile
that none saw a use for
nor either
for that child leftover....

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Only Solitary Man

there is a madman hiding amongst
the hills and those scattered tombs, 

he's the perfect host for much shame
and his soul's the plaything of minion

accursed he cannot be bound by chains
but still he's a slave to confusion, insane 

until one day he received the greatest gift
from the only solitary man offering hope...

Christ redeemed him and washed him anew
then sent the man to proclaim his freedoms 

james kenneth blaylock
1-31-16...

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Love is a bit of comedy, so be rough with love.

He arranges her one way and then another, 
in itchy dissatisfaction. She surrenders to the role 
like a silent bystander, a plaything in the hands 
of impatience - what does he want? 

“Like this,” he says in a schoolteacher’s voice.

The imbalance of power, the almost impersonal 
manipulations, the momentum toward surrender, 
and then the shocking, primal desire - to meld -
like a gunshot in a canyon long thought empty....

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