Short Shingled Poems

The blue jay wants to fly,
Or glide to and perch on a barren twig,
Or rise and find one of a feather 
On a mossy, asphalt shingled roof.

As the world grows cold and dark,
He thinks of his weathered, old grass hut,
And his growling belly
That can wait....

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Sail off into that liquid sky,
The sunlight glinting off your shingled skin,
The fire of life streaming from your heart,
Clouds slowly drift across your flesh,
And sun-fire floats across your eyes,
Your soul rides the ethereal currents,
As the wind fills your wings of light....

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 Grey nimbus in sky
Ominous feel, rocky cove
Precipitation?

Walking shingled shore
Shiny stones, relentless sea
Horizon obscured.

Elements no friend
Merciless waves, tidal swell
Noisy Herring Gull.

Walk wet empty cove
Steep granite rock, seabirds' roost
Precious time alone....

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Ooh wee
Cause I want chocolate and cream
my cake to tower like mansions
each roof shingled with chocolate
and nuts for windows
I wanna get that goowy feeling that makes
every envy
and wish they had a love like mine
I want the people to say, ooh when
they roll out the cake
and wish they had a piece of mine!...

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meow
at still's darkness
caterwaul thud whine snarl
cats hiss differences at midnight
thud growl caterwaul rapid light footsteps
on top of the house wail screech shriek
sibilant with comrades
on shingled roof
meow

Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest: Sound of Emotion
Written by: Sara Kendrick
Date: May 28, 2012...

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Golden water glittering through
delicate weeping willow leaves
Swans swimming on  the lake
Grand  house on top of the hill
neatly framed with many trees
Shingled roof  peaked gables
Large arched windowed eyes
Carpeted  flowers staircases
Marble floor,  chequered hall
Dining room living room den
Settee Louis XVI parlor chair
Deep  yellow blue pink letter
Clatter of  six sets  of  hoofs...

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Sloth-toed ivy flutters
in lissome breeze,
each pentagram the pinion
of a jade butterfly
clustered on a brick wall.
In the throes of spring
they sojourn
from dark loam
toward shingled firmament,
past celestial windows
pewter with light
as they besmirch
diaphanous peril,
imagining
when they reach heaven
they will repose like angels
in the shimmering damask
of God's aura.

5/23/18...

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Steel gray cotton balls hang suspended
Sky blue sky accents each ball
As the distant sun inches up
Realizing the roosters call

An acorn looses its hold and falls
Lands on the roof or barn  
One ping upon shingled roof top
Shrill squeal on barn tells yarn

Dampness and cool opens this fall day
There's stillness undefined
Life seems to move slowly forward
Good and evil seem intertwined...

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The soporific sound of rain
Falling on the shingled rooftops
Induces his subconscious brain
to summon id with every drop.
The instinctual impetus
craves immediate primal need:
vitality that flows through us
tonight the innocent will bleed
to quench within a burning fire
that’s required to tame his soul
forever damned:  a vampire!
that roams and stalks celestial
darkest nights for unfortunates
to engorge their blood to excess....

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Never spent signs painted hue 
Conspiring challenges never proved 
Aloft the addicts spreading 2x4 beams 
Clouded streams broken dreams 
High ceiling roofs attire 
Shingled hay and wire clay dirt 
In the window pane
 a threshold mange panes
 we both shingles that closes the eyes 
Views of the painted skies 
Blue white smoke gray hues yet remain
A muffled haze



12/14/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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A tin rain ticks between
the scrabble of pigeon claws.
Time drips off a shingled edge.
In moments you can land years behind
as just the shrunken rolling head
of a whole decade.
Eyes open, you watch,
a bushel of owls hooting
as aftershocks shake
a crumbling roof -
one you are no longer under.
Listening as if on a phone,
sliding into the woe-be-gone,
you are now,
back in the backyard of nowhere.
Pigeon wings clatter,
a rain softens,
to a slow
measured splattering....

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