Short Solids Poems

Yes, They have a shape.
Low kinetic energy
Solids are Rocks , Too....

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Possess definite shape
And volume with molecules spaced
Close together.









Written Fall 2004
while student @ ULM...

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make sure you fart in bloody toon,
beware the belching fartaloon,
for if come solids in the mix,
spray painted walls, 
to it may stick,
and that's different  tune:(
to unpick....

thanks Vie....
Don...

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Insignificant
This dust
A void
We trust
This is real
Magnetic solids
Fate is sealed
Whatever
You call it

So struggle still
Churning fauna
In constant flux
Earthly sauna
Show me
The end
If it’s soon
I can't defend
Synthetic moons...

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There Is No Air

There is no air

There are no solids

Relax your Inclinations to challenge

The why of matter 

Don’t worry

It does not matter

Continue on this path

So.  Take a deep deep breath of that which is

There is no air

As solid as that is

That’s how it is...

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Drove a rusting
beat up truck
never had money
forget about luck
life went from bad 
to worse for me
until I got arrested
now living's free
3 solids a day 
hot showers daily
the man says jump 
I do so gladly
look rough on the outside 
a loser inside 
not much left 
on the other side...

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Dear Jan, I hope you enjoy :)

THE RHYMING QUEEN OF POOP

Jan sits on her throne singing
Ting-a-ling tinkling
Wrapping TP ‘round and ‘round
Hoping solids come unbound

Queen of Poop’s puckered up
But happily she rhymes whilst a back-up
Yet relief emanates with a ka-boom
And an ah-ha whisked away with TP broom....

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The joker had the most fabulous fashions around
So many things were striped, no solids were found.
He was wearing polka dots and had flower stickers too.
Clothing of every gorgeous color, shade and hue.

A miniature elephant was doing a circus trick.
Showing off next to his circus tent so thick.
The joker and beast gave each other a friendly nod.
Just another wonderful day in the land of Vaude....

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Words Made Of Breath

Words made of breath come soft
Under the knife of night like silk on air
How correctly they pass through lead
Solids are not their friend
Words live above the grass on oxygen
Particles of dust, bugs and warm winds
Disseminated, taking on measured meaning
The inaudible invisibles
Unencumbered in the dark  
Words made of breath are taken in
Exhaled, gentle to the touch
They say so much...

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aero assault , causing physical trauma
universal elements , spin our human drama

slow process of growth , done in orderly fashion
gases to solids to form the masses

from the micro , to the macro , a dynamic wonder
geometric scale , magic of numbers

past , present , future , a matter of comprehension
time and space , a matter of dimension

chronological ages , stuck to pages

intellect rises to the mental ages...

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In India some gods come in cast systems
Deity solids molded
Gold plated with a hint of soul
Orange blossoms grow in China
They touch and feel of divinity
Italians keep images of Him on the mantle
Crucifixes around the neck when they go out
Enchanted Indonesians go bump in the dark
They know when they hit into something old
Embrace the cosmos
Made of flesh made in His own image
In space meteors bounce off of Him
They tickle...

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I went to my wardrobe, to dress my skin.
I went to my wardrobe, to wrap yet again.
Six linear feet, is there for me,  
Reds and blues… colors flourish,
Solids and stripes… no need to nourish.
I was with my wardrobe; it was always variety.
It was full by those who love me.
I stare to select what is good for today,
I stare to select what will wrap yet again.
I find old faithful, tattered and thin

Oh yes …

I am quite comfortable with it next to my skin.

Copyright 2011...

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