Short Shows Poems
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Alcohol, drugs, and lies
some of them die
slaves to the stage
fans filled with rage
our favorites just say goodbye
confronted by lions
within a whisker of death
laughing through ~ the fence
By
David Kavanagh
Fruit shows soil,
son the father,
daughter mother,
pupil teacher,
leader country,
poet the civilization,
Lorena shows Sayeed Abubakar.
Does anyone know
Or can they tell me
Where the debate shows
are on television now
Is it the Cancel Channel
Because I don't get it
Wise men see the star
Shining brightly in the east.
Here is Bethlehem.
The star is showing the way.
The Savior is born today.
life cycle
wheel cycle shows style
ups and downs
bamboo cane
shows respects to earth
bowing head
she like to firt
she is alert
she all it worth
she is build
like a wall
for her couldn't help but
fall
that girl sex is her world
SHE SHOWS ALL
Form:
she like to firt
she is alert
she all it worth
she is build
like a wall
for her couldn't help but
fall
that girl sex is her world
SHE SHOWS ALL
Form:
Environmental
and atmosphere along with
Aquarium shows
Thunder rolls as lightning shows
terrific rolling
like an eternal thunders
a flashing lightning
11/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Clara Lee died from wounds on a Friday
came back from heaven on Saturday
began seeing colors and hues others cannot
due to her trip to heaven and spiritual insight
thought's revolution
new coinage disseminates
time cog shows modern
in the sky's mirror
bluish image of color
shows infinity
Bill Breen saw only movies that were clean
about any other kind he wasn't keen.
But a problem arose
for as everyone knows
such movies today have abandoned the screen.
Music did not flow.
Everything false, empty, staged.
Made for the deranged.
1/1/2021
3:30am PSt
In English tv shows, people can be thick
In USA the casting director would feel sick
Heavy people stumbling all over the screen
Some rotund and Rubenesque as a giant bean
The USA media is going to kill us all
Giving the shooters fame
We should be more like New Zealand
“A coward walked into a grade school”.
They never had another school shooting.
orange feather dancer without a face
we cannot read your expressions
but your interpretive dance shows your joys
your talented feet share your story
we are enthralled by your moves
My frailty shows
From time to time
When I am blind sided
By a total lack of common sense
That is temprarily irreconsiable
With what I think is right
I flutter between fight and flight
She only shows up on Halloween
Who was he speaking of? The Halloween queen?
A faerie? A brownie? A vixen, gremlin, ghoul or ghost?
He flew off on a broom, leaving her to worry the most.
red blood shows itself
slightly below skins surface
never an escape
(February 7, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
because when i fast forward
it feels like your catching up to time
yeah i heard what he said
I'm in here with him
you start the fire
i'll hold me still
anyone asks we didn't burn him
Police come in
bright like the sun,
cleaning away from the outside
what should be hidden safely within.
So the ordinary hours
dawn from underneath.
They are full-sized,
with heavy feet.
Except for BBC's Earth and their nature shows
TV sucks the big one, most other shows blow
Cept Sesame Street
Now that's a treat
But it feeds my brilliant mind and I feel all aglow