Short Ribbed Poems

the great sand bubbler
watches incoming ribbed tide
from burrows back home...

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morning reds, ambers
ribbed shaped clouds
ripple across the 
magnificent sky
bathing in her rise...

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long day crickets chirp

     grass fades leaves begin to fall-

ribbed icicles hang 


9/9/2019



Poetry Contest: A Transition of Seasons Haiku 
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin...

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Rock-ribbed republicans
under
six sleek, slender saplings
fasten
red leather, yellow leather
onto
rubber baby-buggy bumpers.

(Say the long lines fast three times;
by now you know that nothing rhymes.)...

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Loud
Explosive soundings
Environmental vibration eradicate motion
Bombarded sensory thee volumed
Dropped focused turn down
Ribbed quiet
Silence

12/10/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023...

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MAD TIMES

The season of hope and growth
Following those cold empty days
Dark ribbed ploughed fields wait 
As new life sniffs the warmer air
Bursting forth, as if all new ideas
In shades of lime, olive and sage
Avidly searching to see the sun
Soon to realise their new vision...

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A marvel of architectural grace
Needle-ended arches touching the space
Vaults that look imposed and superimposed
Ribbed ends that kiss the corners, hawk-nosed
Ornate spires like jewel fabrication
Fine flecks and fancies with fascination
Each segment shines with mystic touches.
Fusing faiths of temples, mosques, and churches
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~ Taichung Along with Mitch ~ *


 Rock-ribbed conservative
 Savvy, cautiously combative

    Mitch McConnell his name, of course
    His wife, Elaine Chao, a tour-de-force



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*Taichung is the second most-populous city
in Taiwan, with 2,759,000 residents. Elaine
Chao, Mitch's wife, is Taiwanese-born....

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Our Lady of Paris
With your ribbed vaults
Flying buttress
And rose colored windows
The Huguenots
The Republicans
Couldn't destroy you
Victor and Quasimodo
Loved you
Napoleon restored you
Fire couldn't destroy you
Your spire fell
But your spirit
Your cross
Still shines

NOTRE DAME IN THE NEWS Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues
5/16/19...

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ceiling-to-floor stone fireplace,

uplifted with Mother’s Day gifts:

     amidst the painted flower trio,

sunny bright and purple mums,

yellow glad-iolus, ma-genta roses

in red-ribbed vase, hearth-right;

and butterscotch lantanas, on left…

     now in a planter on the porch,

inviting hummingbirds and butterflies.
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Ribbed  strands of wheat across the plain
bend at the knees, to drink the rain
in windfalls
Brown from harvest, drought and blight,
are cornstalks spinning through the night
like windmills
The dry stalks slant and dangle leaves
and rattle music through the trees
in windstorms




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Written for Nette's Contest: Fire, Earth, Wind
By Carrie Richards 11/20/14...

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I want a silver tree because I did not get one in sixty-three
She was adamant about it, my great granny Fee.
We gave her one for Christmas, feeling lots of glee.
Didn’t remember they were ugly, said disappointed she.

Why did you want one? Asked her great grandson Lee.
Because everybody on the block got one except for me.
My daddy said they were ugly, she said with a tee hee.
We ribbed her about this forever, loved teasing granny Fee....

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Find my glutton for this rap button to come sneaking up on em/
I’m pretty good at running so let me run it up on em/
Time for me to gain traction with these tracks slung/
Alive more than I ever been in action go figure/
Never still with my stature my line’s never flat sir/
Hearts even more on beat than I need give it to her/
A crib for the burr or heat to surge the birds on my wire  
I ribbed the instrument or sound heard words on fire...

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After a brief illness,
some dry toast.

This is how we create the world;
with electrochemical reparations,
enzymes to melt monsters.
We chew moccasins supple enough
to travel on to evening,

One thought must be 
hammered to another
until a scaffold is erected,
a bone ribbed archway
for onward journeys.

After the toast, a part of me
goes for a walk,
another part stays home
repairing a straw life, in case
the big bad wolf returns....

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     I prefer raw dates to most candidates
        Robert to Bill Gates
     Watching mine to lifting weights
        fewer versus more states

     Some call me a rock-ribbed conservative
        but they all have a lot of nerve
      My day is filled with uncommon verve
        in my swivel chair ~ Watch me swerve!



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     Robert Gates served as Secretary of Defense
     for Obama and then Bush Jr., from 2006 - 2011.
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Broken glass world
pithed with black flags
madmen and misfits.
Where is our god in all this fantastic muck? 
Atop an out of touch mountain top...
Salving wounds of savant sons?

Far below all the rest flayed and salted. 
mostly forgotten
Our collective-depressive monkey minds fleeing to
origami boats. 
Drifting upon shark finned ponds.
Flaming arrows line the shores.
Ribbed strays and one-legged orphans
turning tricks for milk and crumbs 
and the rustic prosthetic called 
love....

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