Short Shovels Poems
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Baseball is on my mind more,
When frigid winds freeze to the core,
Opening day,
Seems eons away,
Snow shovels strike out, wood bats score!
Our playgrounds have faded
swings stilled, sandboxes unfilled
Where are the shovels and pails ~
replaced by profits and sales
As wintery mix seeps in
Snow shovels starts to move again
Snow causes slips and falls
Tossing you against the walls
While making your body tail-spin
Flakes escape the heavens,
intrude upon the silent night.
The world wakes to painted canvas.
Tires spin, no traction,
shovels groan 'neath a burden to
free weary souls from it’s grasp.
I felt a funeral, in my brain
Somber people gathered
All in black
So many tears
The TRUTH revealed
People DID Care!!
Shovels of dirt cover me
It's raining soil on my casket.
©SamHarty
I felt a funeral, in my brain
Somber people gathered
All in black
So many tears
The TRUTH revealed
People DID Care!!
Shovels of dirt cover me
It's raining soil on my casket
©Sam Harty
Bleak
Gray day,
Biting breeze
Offers portent
And tumbles autumn’s harvest of sere leaves
To winter’s foreboding, icebound doorstep:
Stacked, stands cordwood,
Shovels wait,
First snow
Looms.
cliff erosion hurtling down kids play unaware - frantic shovels dig
Written 3rd March 2019
Contest Name: A SCRAPING OF SHOVELS
Sponsor: John Lawless
Contest: Week 3 March 19
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Listen to poem:
When shovels scrape
and make screeches
like fingernail grates
on blackboards,
you know the job
is almost done.
As shovels designed to scoop,
when flipped over and made to rake,
shriek their embarrassment.
Jose's in the snow
Oh don't you know
He shovels it out
But it still comes back down
So he builds snow angels
To stave off the danger
To keep himself sane
And get through the game!
Written for a friend - 02/01/21 - 11:30 AM
cars sound the alarm
autumn delivers it's storm
night time is shattered
window faces watch
our world of broken branches
wheelie-bins gone rogue
when tomorrow comes
boys will collect their conkers
grown men their shovels
cold city streets
ice crystals joining hands
slap shots on pavement
winter’s whiskey
nips in a snow storm
staggering snow men
shovels at rest
tea cups warm winter’s hands
puddles on the floor
John G. Lawless
©2/7/2022
Break out the shovels
They say that rhyming's dead
Let's plant one end in the ground
And through dirt on its head
But, before you do, remember
The classics that you knew
Rewrite them in a different form
Let's see what you can do
the gravediggers crest
two crossed scraping shovels
lifelong employment
they dig a large hole
occupant won’t see their work
yet pays final bill
Contest sponsor John Lawler
A Scraping of Shovels Poetry Contest
3/12/19
It’s cold
It snowed
I shivered
I shoveled
A Solstice sun
Silently smirked
Iridescent icicles
Licked their lips
A crunch of crusted snow
Battled the scritch of shovels
Headless snowmen
Wandered in wonder
I shoveled
I shivered
It snowed
It’s cold
Today I hear a clear sound coming forth
A scraping of shovels digging my grave
I abandon my quest to save this Earth -
One tear falls - it was never mine to save
Taken From: A Scraping of Shovels
2-27-19
Contest: A Scraping of Shovels
Sponsor: John Lawless
ad nauseum of
blizzard-snow upon snowmen —
frostbitten shovels
2/11/2021
* snowbirds - Those who live in extreme snowy conditions
in the Northern U.S. that fly to Florida where it is much warmer.
During pandemic many have to endure the circumstances.
Just a thought for fans of Kdash,
K was outed by Dog named Snoop.
Video jus called her garden tool trash,
alerting brothers, he shovels the poop!
For the Chastushka contest.
Hardly political but Snoop really reflected upon the “culture” of K.
Props to Snoop Dog!
We drove to our house
In a dusting of snow,
Surprising us all
With its sudden swift show.
We got out the shovels
And cranked up the heat,
Then covered the deck chairs
To make things complete.
But meanwhile my sister,
A Florida gal,
Was about to go swim
In her too-hot locale.
Winds
blow sand
through the park
and crystal grains
fly
Sand
castles
built by two
small hands forming
it
Kids
laughing
and sliding
down big and small
slides
Sand
pails
with shovels
filling them with
sand
A crunch of snow
Alerts the prey
To freeze…
Or flee
A cat
Shakes it paws
Thinking
“shoulda used the litter box”
A dog
Rolls happily
Wrestling
Its inner puppy
The metallic sound
Of shovels
Mutes
The mumbled curses
Sparrows wait
For sunrise warmth
And the boring
Breakfast special
what do I
aspire?
with all I have
inquired
now that shadow owns
the mire
will time tell?
or
will time
retire
confidence on fire,
burn baby burn
whip that horses back
crack whip
crack
elementary is this
plain land
not where I stand
the mountains peak
is where I will feet
unraveling all shovels
to dig deep
His charm shovels dust in the mouth of her inhibition,
as if it were coal in the heart of a locomotive.
Smiles and shot glasses shine in the dark,
as music blurs the edges of comfort
and it’s origin.
She can’t help but accept his offer,
…lust in a dirty glass.
"Let’s get out of here.."
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.
He must save the world,
He who is one with machines.
We’ve dug a deep hole,
Too deep for men with shovels.
Erosion of soil,
Habitat degradation.
Lack of fresh water,
Just look at California.
Who can save our world?
Engineers that build the truss.
Which can hold our load,
These burdens we self-impose,
Look forward: There’s no way back.
A cold hard military
signed up for a bloodbath
marching two by two
down the path to oblivion.
Row by row
with cargo in tow
Their blackened hollowed eyes see their end.
Hand in hand
they meet their Gods and all their Devils
they have their picks
they have their shovels
to dig their shallow graves
just to realize an end
at last
they won't be saved.