Short Pod Poems
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Sister where are you going?
Can I go along?
I reckon, but you have to do what I say!!
OK just so I can go, too!
Two peas in a pod.
Stiff
Not There
Just a shell
Much like locusts
empty
Poetry and math - two peas in a pod.
Why then do you look at me so odd?
They’re both to discover and express
The simple truth beneath the mess.
i planted my dad
it was a fad
his ashes under the sod
bottled into an organic burial pod
his soul came out of the free
to see himself turn into a tree!
I have an i-Pod touch that I love,
And it fits my lifestyle like a glove
Once digitized my whole life
Can be loaded by my wife.
Then she’ll hear me when I’ve gone above.
Where is it written countries must be at odds
All part of the big picture all peas in a pod
Some feel inferior
But no one's superior
All part of the overall scheme, no one is God
I'm not like you
you're not like me
on that
you and I
we can agree
but
strange to say
and there's no mystique
Snap!
we're really all the same
in that...
we are all unique
An exact duplicate, my son Scottie and me
Can read each other's mind, three times out of three
Can get closer than that
Two real cool cats
He drinks caesar after caesar till I can't see
An exact duplicate, my son Scottie and me
Can read each other's mind, three times out of three
Can't get closer than that
Two real cool cats
He drinks caesars after caesars till I can't see
They are so old-fashioned, these two peas in a pod.
I heard this from Jake, Fred, Sally, Victor and Maud.
Saw them in public, they were wearing century old clothes.
Why they dress like this, I doubt that any other pea knows.
They are so old-fashioned, these two peas in a pod.
I heard this from Jake, Fred, Sally, Victor and Maud.
Saw them in public, they were wearing century old clothes.
Why they dress like this, I doubt that any other pea knows.
Markmanship, hunting and nature walks
are the activities of choice.
Anything is fine as long as Dad
and son are together,
Two peas in a pod.
Round green, black eyes,
purple hulls, zipper full.
Any kind is good in its own way.
pact fusion hath brewed
welds cauldron spewed spit fiery
sparse talents biformed renowned
oddity affair
ardent youth pose statuesque
fragile innards touch grotesque
bursts end aggression
severs espousal rapport
guilt aspires realist soars
I picked a ripened pod
And split open at its seam,
Hundreds of seeds attached to
Fluffy tufts of hair.
I blew gently and sent a
myriad silken little
parachutes into the air
across the meadow!
Abdul Malik
12/20/12
Natural Landscape
Fingering verse until it bleeds
until it turned us cold and silent
lays rust over the soul
for ornament is a parasite to the senses.
We must slit our wrists, shatter the shell
'Gather up our breath from the lung of hell
Slash every gilded facade
drink the salty ocean
like the rest of the pod.
two peas in a p o
d
diverse polar opposites~
pure friendship persists
Dun hill donuts don't make na change make no scents smelly, stinky non Everffiecent relvelenct tech no manure stench
Come apart partly cleft ain't none sun bench
Can't support the door when it hangs below the floor
crist, krash, dung
Life at the odhouse pod
4/24/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
Who on God reclines
Worldly offers declines:
To the scripture inclines
Noting the sharp lines
Between Gods and gods;
Though both sides wield rods;
From worshipers nods:
The latter mere pods,
Things to smoke like cods
Or just kick with leg
And refuse to beg...
Who an God reclines
Only dines and wines
From Lord God's rich mines...
This, forever, signs
two people together
they are so much alike
they like the same kind of things
like swimming or riding a bike
they share a closeness that's so special
and rare
when they out together others carn't help but look and stare
they fit together so well
they go together hand in hand
a quote that was once hard to understand
as people see their closeness
they agree and beging to nod
they just like two peas in a pod.
( ( ( ( BACKATCHA ) ) ) )
MR PRESIDENT
Black, brown, white, a colored quilt unites us no doubt
Red states, blue states, sees only green our chief lout
Racist humor, filled with glee,
makes not a monkey out of me
Obamas envied, no master race three Reichs you’re out!
For President's Day (early)
2/16/26
Superbowl Sunday
Winter Olympics
2/8/26