Short Sockets Poems

ask for steel
iron will be there 
like an old socket 
new socket
brand new
getting used to 
a God granted 
steel socket...

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leave my skin on sight
leave my limbs in their sockets
I believe in your god
life is a tendered spirit
Religion? the Devil's work....

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Whining

dried eye sockets from
imaginary losses
conceived in the mind
spilled tears in the murky soil
forming ripples in the mud...

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so late
my eyes are stuck in their sockets
dry glue
so tired
my back hurts where its too long curved
and my head
belongs in a stone wall...

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EL Kirchner always  set the latest trendl
to his self-potraits there was no end
outlined eyes,sunken sockets&pointed chin
explains why his painted 'ladies' were so thin...

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Ghostly girl with the black carousel dress.
If you stuplified those children you must confess.
I see through your sockets and I glimpse a smile.
Your mind is as cunning as a sly crocodile....

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Methinks I'll spread some malicious gossip
Like ya'know what's hidden in the Prez's pocket
Juicy naughty stuff
Holds meetings in the buff
No males allowed, just girlies with sockets...

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Methinks I'll spread some malicious gossip
Like ya'know what's hidden in the Prez's pocket
Juicy naughty stuff
Holds meetings in the buff
No males allowed, just girlies with sockets...

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Methinks I'll spread some malicious gossip
Like ya'know what's hidden in the Prez's pocket
Juicy naughty stuff
Holds meetings in the buff
No males allowed, just girlies with sockets...

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piano rocket
jazzy orchestra sprockets

no electric guitar
no electrical sockets

careful where you dance
might get hit with a lover's locket

no security here
no need to empty your pockets
bumping to trumpet prophets...

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Rainbow
BY OBINNA CHILEKEZI
stars in their sockets shift
no bird’s singsong still
and distressed stone terrac winds
fanning downward and upward


after that heated noon
the rains bathe the sky
and the sky smiles
in appreciation

a rainbow
was born...

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In quandary I stood
Like a child
Who's lost his way.

Sockets rolling,
Eyes probing,
Two beautiful roses beckon.

Rule: Thou shall take not more that one.

Rose A,
Rose B,
Both full of love and life.

Selfish mind,
Desiring both,
Impossible wish....

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He hems and haws
  Nervous, fidgeting
Opens his mouth
  Nothing comes out

Palms turned upward
  He shrugs his shoulders
His eyes roll around
  In their sockets...

His voice wavering
  He stutters, stumbles
Wh-What k-k-kind of
  Qu-Question is that?...

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When dawn outlines the horizon,
with its' hazy line,
the light of thought
returns....
and the deception 
of the dream world
that overflows the night
with dusty vision,
returns to the shadow land,
and the sounds of the world
blend neatly into its' sockets....

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Shortage in the sockets of electricity
The circuits broken and I just simply can't connect
Wiring is sparking to ignite a flame
The reaction of heat with power
I've been unplugged sometime from the world
Still searching for the breaker
To which my connection was once, not so lost...

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it was a day
not unlike this one
when an archaeologist
… sore knees
… paint brush
… Friday fingernails
held my earthen skull
in his hands
and spared me a thought
his dirt-stained eyes
filling my empty sockets

and 
for a speck 
of epochal dirt
neither of us
heard the sun...

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My car breaks down
I’m pissed, vicious frown
You hug me tight
You say, “It will be alright”
“I’ll fix it”

Wrenches, sockets
Bolts in your pockets
Smeared cheeks, grease
I hand you those not these

You lay on the street
Jeans and feet
My heart held captive
You’ve never been so attractive...

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Trembles the Earth
again,
	again,
		again;
every jolt, collapses;
every jolt, cries;
every jolt, death
… and then only ruins
   windows empty sockets
and then only sadness
   on those broken lives
and then only tears
   on what it is no longer

Marco...

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Banana wings can you see I wear a cloak with star patterns? I live in the shack by the river reaks of tobacco my eyes sockets open with snakes coming out. They glow with crystal eyes burning in a silent gaze. Below the unseen ones will awake. Leak into your mouths and become their clay pigeons....

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I'm going under again---
You're pulling me down the line
With hook-fingers in my eye sockets,
Dragging me over open land---
I can feel my feet
Breaking ripping shredding---

Let me go...
You're killing me---
A slow death
That may take years

Break it, damn it
Pull the nails from my hands...

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Black dreams come like spiders through the sockets of an ancient skull
they crawl in, create a lull
wire black bodies pile in the empty space
overflowing from the gaps in my face
against dark night time thoughts
Melatonin counts for nought

and my eyes are open wide
as into my brain the spiders slide....

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courage lies in the eye of beholders

but unfriendly fire had blinded her sight

collateral damage in the face of a battle

long lost shrapnel in hollow sockets

visions of compassion dissected by slaughter

thunder of warfare in bullet proof darkness


03rd August 2021

Contest Bite Size Poem No 16...

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Burnt toast horizons singe the autumn sky.
Cinnamon swirls smoke the golden hour,
awaiting the drizzled frosting of ashen night.
Pluck the taunt string of barren branch.
Whip the laggard moonlight white.

Bring forth the banshee’s breath.
Scorch the sockets of pumpkin
impaled in fallow fields.
“Gather, Oh come! Ye ghosts
beneath the apple tree."...

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Space Time Gravity

6,000 gold coins fell from outer space and time
They did not need a rocket for that find

Landing exactly in the passersby pockets
With eyes nearly falling from their sockets

The gold was heavy and that’s the truth
This morning we are hungry for some fruit

Let’s stand under Newton’s apple tree today
To see what gravity has to say...

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This frenzy of feeling
this pull of hindsight
is bursting in optics
resounding in light
at the tip of a porcupine
centered explosion
this frenzy of feeling
internal implosion

This fanatic fancy
this race to be found
is shooting star tonguing
and silent of sound
at the tip of the mouth
on the verge of a thought
this fanatic fancy
can never be caught...

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