Short Salting Poems
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Salting
s e a s o n' s
stew.
Written 15 July 2021
In Just A Few Words 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May.
I can’t cry anymore,
or mention your name
I can’t sleep through the night
with fury and shame
I can’t give anymore,
stakes gone from my claim
I can’t cry anymore
—tears salting the blame
(Dreamsleep: May, 2020)
I carry the weight
of an ocean,
behind a hue fashioned
for the burden,
but no water falls.
Cracked Iris temper,
sketchy, dwindling trigger;
Salting my wounds.
Parched cacophony whispers.
No sounds,
only a bitter, restless miracle.
I wish it would rain.
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.
Shivering velvet pictorial
Moving Winters blown naked trees
Breathing bellowing breeze
Environmental effects seasonal
Like folding flooring like a linen flag
Salting sprinklers of driven snows
Shaking winter tree
Shivering velvet pictorial
12/26/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Octopoem poetry type
ISTHMUS OF TIME
e b o n y capes with d e r v i s h
eyes, transfixed on my pulse
countdown of cheering
red wine goblets
cascading
so much
~ time ~
spendthrift
fragile hours
cutting deep veins
salting them with tears
brain clings to side of pot
zombie moon’s hosting party
10/23/2017
Deep and Dark II
Contest by Laura Loo
1st place
Driving along steel on the road
look in the mirror
salt falls from my load
Moving just as swift as I can
Look at me
I'm the snow plow man
Snow piles high as it moves off my plow
push back corners
the kids scream WOW
working round the clock all through the night
Clearing the roads
With determination an might
Road to road as fast as I can
Look at me
I'm the snow plow man
Distressed
From the test
Salting at it's best
The potter forming clay
Light with darkness
You must be born again
Time to understand
Seasons come and go
Meet the instructions
Learn from Gods class room
Take my yoke upon you
I am close at hand
Wanting to call a friend
My burden is light
Over come
Win the fight
Transform by the renewing of your mind
From the word came all things
If we can believe
Number 15 rumbles a regular route,
Whining about the dew-drop hours.
A friend used to hang on and shout,
"Top-of-the-line!" Sucking fruit sours.
Underrated, invaluable, civil necessity.
Removing debris for the wasteful Whos.
Salting and plowing the frozen density.
Protection from plagues of pesty refuse.
Garbage to be his last embrace.
Toxic weight on asthma lungs,
While indulging a smokey taste.
I say, "Shoot it all into the sun!"
Mermaid Dreams
It started in dreams
Wings giving way to tail
Your scales growing in phases
taking away more of you
We wrapped your knees and ankles with ribbons first
binding away your humanness
losing your kick
You stitched and sewed
a rainbow cocoon
losing hips, ankles, and knees
forcing you to master dolphin undulations
In dreams seamless
Rising and falling each crested wave
Breathing in your ocean
Salting you Mermaid
First published: Dual Coast
We hoard years, putting other faces
in place of the one
filling the mirror, the slug-like
double chin thing of us
that comes out at night
and then stays in blazing sun.
How silently we tiptoe
with those concealed cylinders
of salt cocked and ready
to fall, to pour that
sweet white rain so soundlessly
onto the slug of us
as we wallow
in our waspishness, twist
in a diminishing dance
as we laugh at those
mirrors, knowing they lie
as we do.
The sins of the fathers don't hurt us
We won't let them hold us back
We have so much to give
So as we stand on the hill
Watching the world burn away
Puffed up with pride we will fall
Live today for tonight we die, salting the earth
We ruin what we stand for
We tear the good to shreds but still
As we end the lives of those we protect we salt the earth
We burn the world down and salt the earth
We'll live and we'll die as hypocrites because we are human
Salting Hat giving decree,
degree
of completion of indoctrination,
degrees of separation
from traditional Caucasian ity accepted,
kiss fraternal ring, Universal Educationing, University
Graduate hereby agrees
to continue to "play the game" within the bounds of our set ideology-hierarchy in Society. So mote it be.
Summer weather makes me feel so much better.
The sun suckling on my skin,
The ocean salting my eyes.
How I wish time would slow down.
But as seasons change,
Winter begins to fog my brain.
Letting distant thoughts leak into my head.
“Pathetic, Corrupt, Lazy, Selfish, Disgusting, Worthless.”
But summer always comes crawling back.
Letting me know,
The sun will be there to lick my skin,
While the ocean in my eyes,
Drips down my face in tangy waves.
I feel so much better.
the sea is high and running
sails are fighting for the shore
skippers in their shrimp boats
are hauling in
blow wind blow
none of us are sailors here
we are washed up on this Tiki bar
mugs foaming and topped to the brim
Umbrella drinks fizz and tipple
oysters and crabs
salting our ready tongues
if the night leaves us a roof
to drink under
if the sky don't drown
or waves don’t slosh and spray
we will untangle all our nets
so torn by frets
and row this rollicking night away