Short Rubber Band Poems
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Divinity
Divine footprints in the sand.
Divinity within your hands.
Sacredly encompassing where you stand.
Holding it all together like a rubber band.
Stripping the fingertips off your hand
Snaps quickly, just like a rubber band
You type so fast
Words that will last
Flying speed, it’s nothing like quicksand
Russell Sivey
STRETCH
I'M STRETCHING TIME LIKE A RUBBER-BAND
THAT REFUSES TO BREAK
TO THE END OF UNKNOWN BOUNDARIES
UNTIL THE CRACK THAT ENDS IT ALL
I FEEL
Jezabella Kipp
After stretching it a bit
If any one of you, two
Release the end you hold
Will hit the other like a rubber band
As love’s two ends
Ended, one in yours
And the other in your partner’s hand.
Form:
I won't shrink. I'll take a stand,
and stretch out like a rubber band.
I won't give up. I'll right this ship,
and keep it together like a paper clip.
A poem is easy for a heart that's stout -
I just need some Bic Wite-Out.
Stretch the rubber band a little further
The human cannonball
- short-haul flight
Some stunts work better than others
The quality of
The tape itself
May vary,
But the 1812 Overture
On an off-brand is better
Than ‘Mary had a little lamb’
On Maxell
The size of the rubber band
Is limiting
But six inches stretched to seven
Is wasted,
When four can be stretched to eleven
Quite well.
Epigram 3
If the universe has a limit, will the limitation
Be a wall, made of elastic a rubber band that
Can be overextended to the breaking point
A balloon that can be pierced at will, or like
The horizon, you see it, but it can`t be reached.
And what is beyond the boundary?
Epigram 3
If the universe has a limit, will the limitation
Be a wall, made of elastic a rubber band that
Can be overextended to the breaking point
A balloon that can be pierced at will, or like
The horizon, you see it, but it can`t be reached.
And what is beyond the boundary?
I wake up like a cat;
you know how a cat is. The way it
opens its eyes, not seeing anything
but looking into its muscle and bones,
then how it blinks slowly---so slow
that its eyelids wash its mind
of anything but satisfaction.
I even arch my back
just to stretch
that rubber band of pleasure.
baby ostrich queen of the land
stretches her wings like a rubber band
snaps back together and gives a squawk
we like to see this one wobble walk
baby ostrich queen with voice a squeak
to your life we would ask one tiny peek
she waddles away waving her feather tail
post office maybe? To get the mail?
"I have spent a lifetime separating,"
like the spaces between his fingers,
or the breaths between our lips-
his taut,
like pulling back a rubber-band that snaps on mine
and hangs loose
or the riverbed of crimson sheets
between our lying figures-
turned away from our closed hearts
and open eyes
There is a realm of consciousness
That occurs daily
This is something that tends to be relentless
, but if so maybe
If I would cry twice
My God from heaven will
Offer his hand
Strapped to a rubber band
There is no way out of death
Except through execution
And anamoyous tips
Kissing words with no lips
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plaiting my hair
tantamount to braiding three plastic slides
it is thick and unruly
with several minds of its own
determined to lash out in all directions
to prevent this catastrophe
when it gets long enough to ponytail
I put a rubber band around the ends
and use garden shears to lop off the length
sometimes breaking the shears
As a carefree youth, I did roam,
'til I took this thing home.
'Twas in a puddle by a log -
the devil's polliwog.
To you, I will gladly confess,
it made my life a mess.
It never turned into a frog -
the devil's polliwog.
I'd snap like an old rubber band,
but, on the other hand,
my sink, it will always unclog,
the devil's polliwog.
Caravan
You don’t pick radishes.
You pull radishes, bent over
Workin’ backwards, ten hours.
Rubber band ‘em by the dozen
Bushel full, boss pays eight bits.
Twenty bushel good day.
Band 99 cents at the Kroger.
Make it to America, land
Of opportunity. Walk for
Your children, pull for your
Grandchildren.
Copyright 2018 Paul M Thomson
Army of flies
Waste away in lies
Chase away tomorrow
To feed on sorrow
The world fades to black
Love is what we lack
Green leaves turn gold
As the chaos begins to unfold
Army of flies find
Their swords to grind
No place to call home
So ever they roam
Rubber band belief
They'll never know relief
Army of flies
Waste away in lies
On the edge of the universe that’s rapidly expanding
I see it all
Nebulas form
Black holes consume
I see angels fall
Oceans violently crash
Satellites orbit
A yellow dwarf gamma ray blast
Energy incredible
Radiation inevitable
Solar wave’s receivable
Speed of light inconceivable
The universe continues to expand
But one day will snap back like a rubber band
Form:
.
The morning's bright
lit the once black in
mine eyne
The tips of mine digits
on my hands and on mine feet
pulled me like the rubber band
in a mighty stretch
mine thus
yawned
And after my wake
nature had me reach for
the you
yesss you
it burns
my punishment
for
speaking out
my leg thigh
feels the pain
my teeth throb
my eyes feel scratchy
heaven help me
because
Justice never will
it feels like
a rubber band
around my
head
why?
won't they come and
stop crime
money stocks
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Form:
Success is a strange definition:
Larger in the mind of an onlooker –
Smaller in the hands of a heritor –
In truth – without a measurement.
It can be exaggerated like a rubber band.
It can be dragged through the mud –
Rescued – cleaned and whitened up.
It can be far to sight or close at hand –
Pleasant to the eye on a resumé –
On a statement or ring like a melody
To the hearer of such rhapsody
Or with a shrug – be explained away.
Why do I have these twisted thoughts?
That leave me stretched out like a used rubber band.
So I must beware the voice inside my head,
My instincts tell me to act fast…
But I'm too scared to move,
Can't you help me?
The voice echoes within my skull,
Steering me into madness,
Every word and every action controlled by it.
Even though I want to try,
Should I just give up to this madness?
Searching for an answer until it forces me to surrender.
Personal and spiritual growth
is like a rubber band ...
Stretched beyond our limits,
or so we think .... we'll snap
We need only to remember ....
Who is doing the stretching
For He will not take us farther
beyond what we are able to endure
It hurts, its uncomfortable, we may even cry
but we come out stronger for it
We grow in wisdom, we grow in love
as to what others are going through
Yes, that rubber band may stretch
but it will never break in His loving Hands