Short Pressured Poems

Hand trembles above,
Ink waits, a demanding flow,
Words must find their shape.

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They say you're pressured 
Into doing it
They say you have
no voice
They say they'll call
you chicken
But me, I chose 
for myself
Though I'm not sayin'
It was the right
choice....

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COLONEL HARLAND SANDERS
BY James Edward Lee Sr.


COLONEL HARLAND SANDERSMade seasoned pressured-fried chicken
Made in his restaurant original or crispy
Served with a bisket and not Dunkin Donuts

12/05/17...

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Coming up on deadline,
with the sun
chasing me down,
I sit idle
surrounded by toys.
It's my fault
but the summer is harsh.

 Bits of sparkly stuff
flick through the hours.
I smile as I pass them
and my arms
swing into action.
The rest of it is
pressured sleep....

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Pressure
Not a day goes by without it
It stresses the takers
But it relaxes the givers
Pressure is a sign of hypocrisy
We pressure people and laugh
But when we GET pressured
All hell breaks loose
All we want is a calm peaceful life
But pressure terrorizes me every day...

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no phrase that I've mentioned
till now
has moved a leaf
no imagination
has now ever lived
still
inside a dark room
i waste the time
so precious for
the words to rhyme
a dim light pressured
by a melting glue
that holds a life
as i empty the
imagination i lived
and words fill the empty
floor...

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i folk dance the gypsy czardas,
red and robust on my lips,
a kiss of sweet rose.
coveted sweet pepper,
exotic fruit spice.
delicious budapest dance,
seasoned to perfection.
my husband pressured me,
to cheat on my paprikash.
a catholic priest uttered
latin words of “capsicum annuum”
absolution received for my sin....

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smelt
mumble
set aside
all lingerings
let the water rise
feelings pressured in me
yet, everything is alright
tender tip lings around my neck
take it easy now, a few more steps
cooling and press your lips upon my flesh
compromising tingles, in different sets
place your hands on my hips, enter soft at your own bliss...

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although I sensed
its impassiveness
even back then,

i always loved
that
little village

of familiar eyes
looking
passively beyond me

you and I forced
together
in central fact

pressured en masse
into a
averse embrace

somehow in tune
perceiving 
one another’s desires

but powerless
to surpass
obscurity...

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Hide away, my child
Hidden dangers lurk beneath
Innocence prevail

Hatred manifests
Alarmingly disguises
As contorted love

Lost society
Pressured into submission
Subterfuge action

Gains foothold, at last
With enlightened applauses
New generation

Into the soul's well
Restitution shines beacon
Forgiveness takes time



8/20/16...

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So, I can not make up  my mind what to do in life
And in my mid-forties that's a no-no leaving me strife

Pressured to settle down with someone special
And how in the world I wonder how to make someone feel special?

I have to meet someone first 
And then I might burst

It has been so long since I've kissed
But when I did it seemed like bliss...

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J-oyful day of birth
A-lters the pressured plight; 
Y-our eyes see the sunshine, shadows drift into the night.

B-ig birthday jubilation
A-sserts its pure pleasure; 
U-sing its thousand thrill
T-o excite your human nature.
I-n September sixth sunny day, 
S-atisfaction stays with mirth; 
T-ime for you to celebrate
A-nother joyful day of birth....

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Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
yet, the emerald succulents still thrive;
for surviving, often takes extra effort.
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert;
Then cool moon arrives, as if pressured.
A beautiful, flowering cacti night, alive!
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
yet, the emerald succulents still thrive.
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I looked for a pen to write your name with but I couldn't find one
I felt pressured to run and tell of our little secret
I felt honored to be at your service
My breath of love
My breath of life

Tonight, let's make our secret known
Let's cough out the bad, to make room for the good
Let's make love up high, far away
Where only our breath of love breathes...

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There's nothing like a pressured toot
to get you out of bed.
The moving sheets, the rustled beat;
of flatulence ahead.

That very sound to wake you up
and start your day off right.
With little push to shake you up
and mark your way in flight.

That everything you go to do
will be as night before.
When all you ate was beans and franks
and thoughts were farting yore....

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The quiet solitude and desolate mouth,
speaks deepened words of truth
These words tell what the broken, cold heart feels.
The confused, befuddled, pressured mind,
thinks the enclosed thoughts of struggle
The struggle of the past, present, and future.
The sad heartless, ander filled soul
holds the broken, shattered times from the past
written and splayed with pressed hard memories....

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I thought my little mate the blackbird
was being bullied by his flock
maybe pressured to renounce our friendship
his little yellow nose looked painfully pecked
his tail short and dishevelled as his feathers
I might have been wrong
his beak looks healthy and strong
of shiny long black coat and tail
worthy of any self-respecting bird gangster,
groomed and pedicured to the nines....

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His arrogance chills the room
muffling conversation
strutting
as he looks to see
who's looking.
His whiny tone
an endless wind
as his white tux
carpets the floor
in soulless silence.
His joy
an endless howl
of pressured wind
escaping
in a stinging sleet
of painful barbs.
His fear
the gentle warmth
of rising spirits.

12/13/2020

Winter Poetry Contest
sponsor - Emile Pinet...

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Like a meter I count the lyrics-
That journey about my heart.
From battles they all converge
For truce they settle minds with ease

The strings! Rhythmical in nature-
Are caressed but pressured by sticks.
The wind! From the east you sing
To the west my heart dance

Loving the rhyme as trees swish
Quick my mind follows the song
That fashions the treaty of love
To sing, end of my baffling thoughts...

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Arise oh ye silent pen
And Torment me no more
Rendering my tender heart sore
with empty thought
all for nought
My crania is my own and can't
be bought
With trivial words 
From dimensions absurd
For only I know how the gift is heard
And its never pressured or forced
And flows effortlessly its course
From its Holy Courts
To waiting Page
Where the message uncaged
Finally renders me a humble Sage....

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Everyday I wonder,
I wonder how my life could be.
I look into the mirror,
only to find the same boring person staring back at me.
I go to my room and turn off my light
and cry myself to sleep like I do every night.
What is going on in this hell that I live in?
Why is it every time I'm pressured, I always give in?
I just want to stop and take a second to breathe,
I just want to live, I just want to be me....

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She did her best to hide her colors
Her emotions were pronounced
They oozed out of her pores
Many did not see them

She was misunderstood
Purposefully misrepresenting herself
As a cold fish, so she could select her mate
Without being pressured by toads

He spied her immediately,
Seeing her essence, understanding her mission
A rare woman who had a belief in the common good
She could not hide her aura from him
He read auras....

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She's stucked between her friends

She doesn't know who to trust

Or what group she would side

She needs time for herself

To think about the situation she's in over again

She's already pressured and stressed

Thinking she has only one year left

One year left before she'll graduate

But asked herself if she could tolerate her friends

To stop her from shifting

Or drown and stuck herself in her own world of darkness...

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Harmless intentions
Dishonorable outcomes
Soil the innocent
With impure impulses

Intoxicated youth
Pressured peers of habit
Follow the crowds
Of shallow jugdements

Sadistic personalities
Clouding the minds
With wastful thoughts
Of dreamless nothings

Unappreciative fools
Fallen into consequences
Blinded by substance
Ungreatful effects spread

Bittersweet regrets
Disguarded mistakes
Intangled senses
Of damaged souls
Left to fend for themselves...

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Why make up an identity
Even unknown to oneself
Tainted vague personality
Much to bewilder myself

You think you know me well
Still you can’t even tell
Can’t read between the lines
Of what’s hidden with all the lies

Been pressured hard enough
To say I must give up
Living up with expectation
That’s only filled with pretension

Been so much confused
Wish we could just refuse
To be somebody else
Before we lose ourselves



-Written in 2009...

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