Short Smidgen Poems
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A Smidgen 1
Haiku: by Tom
December 14, 2020
Sometimes a smidgen
was the only edge I had.
God let that suffice.
A Smidgen 2
Haiku: by Tom
December 14, 2020
A smidgen of salt;
one thirty second teaspoon,
or, just half a pinch.
A murder of crows
A crowd of pigeons
A mob of mealworms
Hedgehogs? A smidgen
A swarm of swans
A drove of ducks
A throng of turkeys
This horde is full of un-lucks
Consider the pigeon
It’s been itchin’
for a smidgen
of recognition
So it started
a bird-feed kitchen
That no bird die
of malnutrition
one cup questions
two tablespoons of faith
three teaspoons of love
a smidgen of heartbreak
one part truth
sift out the lies
stir the feeling
a tear from my eye
set the oven
see what it makes
when it is done
it is still half baked
Minister in England, professor of philosophy, Alan Watts
elusive and mystical storyteller connected all ephemeral dots
Pre-eminent interpreter of Eastern thought and religion
Yells “exactly!” as I dose off, awaking me, irks just a smidgen
Lonely traveler
Searched for light in dark of night
Toes, like gavels, pound
ice covered asphalt. Poignant
cry echoes behind closed doors…
Inside, warm bodies
nibble cake and sip hot tea
as sojourner seeks
a smidgen of sympathy.
Lights on, but its dark inside…
Of course I would never consider your harm a
Deliciously fitting comeuppance of karma;
I only confess that I might have enjoyed a
Judicious, wee smidgen of slight schadenfreude.
(Written 21 Dec 2018 for Caren Krutsinger's "Bunny Jump" rhyme contest.)
fog
by michael r. burch
ur just a bit of fluff
drifting out over the ocean,
unleashing an atom of rain,
causing a minor commotion,
for which u expect awesome GODS
to pay u SUPREME DEVOTION!
... but ur just a smidgen of mist
unlikely to be missed...
where did u get the notion?
one thing in life
that i have found
it's easier to live
when you breathe in and out
it's easier to see
when you open your eyes
and to believe
the truth over lies
it's easier to take
adding a smidgen of faith
and a touch of love
to help keep hate at bay
just a few things
i often find
that make it much easier
to make it through life
Toss a smidgen
To a pigeon
And you know he’ll eat it,
Though once fed
A crumb of bread,
You can’t get him to beat it.
Still, what’s worse
And worth a curse
Are seagulls if you’re snacking,
For I’ve found
When food’s around,
They sometimes try attacking.
My advice –
You’ll pay the price
By tempting those with feathers,
For they know
Where humans go,
There’s food in any weathers.
We have much in common,
the same number of limbs
organs, D.N.A., frailties.
Yet there’s still a smidgen,
a pinch of disparity,
just enough difference
for a disagreement.
Enough to possibly instigate
an insoluble conflict,
or a religious feud
between one moron
and another.
Given time, we will surely
find other minor differences,
which will of course insure
that things will keep getting
worse.
I was told every time you leave somewhere, there's a piece of you that gets left behind, I've abandoned so many places, and if the statement is true, there's not much more of me I can spare, each shard, smidgen, and sliver that has been stripped away, is worth doing without, rather than having to stay somewhere, I don't want to be, I've said time and again, I'm glad there's places I've never been, that's what keeps me, moving on.
JSB
She pawned her ring
went into hock
Sold her long hair
went into shock
Took to the streets
with naught to eat
Just a smidgen of dope
and a cup of hope
Tried to beg
took in a few bucks
Injured her leg
cried, 'This really sucks'
Do you know this poor soul
She's rather pretty, not very old
A decent gal, she fell through the cracks
of a godless world, where the 'haves' talk smack
When two people collide
they can join
When they fuse
they can join minds in knowing
When they are together
they are not afraid to show
Their endless love
and their hearts ready to grow
As they bond
spend time with each other
They grow intimately
and become one another's lover
When they become serious
they decide this fast decision
To prove that every moment
was worth every smidgen
So they fuse
They fuse together
Together
On the wings of a dove
Or the wings of a pigeon
I will not budge
Not even a smidgen
My faith in the lord
Is so strong it is rigid
I help out the poor
Cause of my religion
A Sheppard is he
That tends to his herd
If you open your ear
And hear his good word
He was put on a cross
For all our transgressions
We had a great loss
But we learned some great lessons
I will always be good
To the people I know
As we all should
Let our love show
Form:
Classes on tranny and ***** diversity
universities reek of perversity
Discrimination abounds all around
save if your skin's black or brown
Tuition hikes obscene, naked robbery
flaunt luxury dorms and diners, effete snobbery
Not a smidgen on learning or teaching in glittering reports
just facilities upgrades, data analytics in sports
Grade inflation boosts illiteracy ever higher
agree or disagree ~ at least I'm no liar
staring into space in shades of grey
waiting for the emotional confirmation
vulnerable, i allow regret to lacerate me
my pride will not let me cry, but the truth reveals my actual emotions
oh, how i pray for a miracle in some type of instant
however i know that in life there are no guarantees
time has no hint of birth
now has not a smidgen of importance
all i am thinking about is the next daylight's shift
....just one more day with Her....i miss You, Dear Mother....
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10/14/19
A Gentleman made his reservation in Heaven
Who had donated millions to Charity
Stood up to Bigotry and Oppression
Fought for Justice unrelentingly
As fine a man as ever you'd meet
No smidgen of impropriety --
Though behind closed doors
He'd routinely mistreat
The members of his family
The angelic tribunal examined his deeds
And found them shockingly lacking
Thanks to an amicus brief that God chose to read
~ Wherein his wife and children sent him packing