Short Shuck Poems
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A farmer owned a farm in Iowa.
In vain, he toiled and labored every day.
He'd pick his corn and shuck it,
And pour it into buckets;
Then crows would steal the corn and fly away.
palm
at jersalum he got crusified
last supper
man of god
sun of god diyed for us
univesul shuck red
nothing sceard him on that day
deturmanation of no man befor
and he is the son of god
your lord and savier if you let him
corny valentine, you are my favorite said hawk.
lend me an ear, honey, but do not stalk
shuck on down to Iowegian town
give me a wave, a smile, not a frown
corny valentine, you are so neat
with your rounded kernels, ever so sweet.
Recalibrate, rededicate, remotivate
Life calls on us to demonstrate
that we will not quit, give up, or surrender
not become down-and-out dead-enders
So suck it up, stand erect, take the bull by the horn
at the crack of dawn, milk the cow, shuck that corn
Drought Riches in the Desert
my life is so dry
that I can fill the desert
lands fill the gulf and valleys
shuck pay dirt yet I'm
I am not rich yet so I
confess it's just grains of sand
11/01/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
"Lovestruck"
Wonderstruck on this cheerful midnight,
I overheard the stars by luck.
Starstruck, I pluck the aroma,
An art of white spirituality.
Throw this bouquet off the riverbed,
Refuge this wonderstruck heart,
Sheath ourselves, shuck the peart.
Dumbstruck by this philosophy,
I fall dumbstruck back to sleep.
My dreams sway from pristine to bawdy bold,
Nocturnal dirty secrets, truth be told -
Under the blanket of the dark they gush,
The mere thought of it at dawn makes me blush.
I shuck the naughty layers of the night,
As coy chimeras dissipate by light.
I'm innocent by daytime protocols,
Till, yet again, the shady curtain falls...
February 25, 2022
I saw a cherry tree in bloom;
It must be quite confused.
This imitation spring fools some
But others have refused.
So short-sleeved shirts have made the scene
While certain coats stay zipped,
Though temps have broken records
And at night they haven't dipped.
With March on the horizon
Guess it's not an awful thing
To give in and shuck the jackets
And pretend it's really spring.
The hourglass becomes resplendently empty
As the sand flows through with their kempty
Grains, dry as a corn shuck, flow
Seemingly they know
Time's reduced
Woe!
Earth lost boost
It's feeling the throe
Of miseries which will show
Drawing to close times where there's plenty
The hourglass becomes resplendently empty
Made up form: Andaree
Rub the rib and brush the breast,
Sear the steak and smoke the rest.
Shuck the corn and cheese the Mac,
And have a little heart attack.
Snap the beans and wash the greens,
lose the belt or wear loose jeans.
Spit the seeds and crank the churn,
Just don’t let the cornbread burn.
Cook the cobbler, shave the ice,
Sweet tea, lemonade are nice.
Happy 4th, Fourth of July,
And don’t forget the apple pie!
Beware of the crook and his wise
guy’d spooks and their graven look-see.
Whoopsie, of the bed, that you lie in now,
like a crying shame,
bereft of a semblance of size.
Of the thief in the night —
he does shuck all your pride.
It’s a hell of a ride.
Make it simple my friend:
believe in the Word of the living God
and let embers fall.
Rise up on your knees,
release all your sins
Believe! It’s a win!
7/31/2021
U nder cloudy skies, we pray
D ry as a shuck the ground stays
O pportunities come and go
M oisture billows, swirls, flows
E mpty the udometer on a dry pole
T ell me has it sprung a hole
E very grain of red dirt is dry
R ivers of dry current fly by
Date: 11/08/2022
Sponsor: Constance La France
Contest: Writing Challenge-Unburden a "U" Word
Udometer- noun- a rain gauge- some say archaic now
We have had very little rain in months.