Short Spigot Poems
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Donald Trump is NOT a bigot
Anyone can dunk his spigot
His morals are lax
But quite free of tax
So all his employees dig it!
if I'm gonna turn the water on got to right twist the spigot
6/16/2024
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
A beastly man and his wife had a spat
The savage hit me with a baseball bat
What a despicable jerk
But my bowl and spigot work
Still capable of holding water... splat!
The kindness of God
Flows through us
Turns on the spigot
And let it flow out
Onto others hearts embraces
OUR brothers and sisters
2/5/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Wiggle those toes, baby girl, wiggle those toes.
It is fun to finally get off those scratchy pantyhose.
She laughs with delight, as the spigot drips like a nose.
Tiny drops of water landing with splashes on her happy toes.
I just want one drop of ale the gnome told his brother.
I can try to turn on the spigot if you want, said the other.
But the two of them together could not get the faucet to open.
They laid around and griped about it for hours, not good at cope’n.
Love and Slaughter
Sheep are by a goat while
cattle are like swine, prodded, yet
cattle go by hammer while
swine are by the hind leg hung
then swung about to spigot.
Quicker, infinitely cleaner, is
the hacksaw of sweet Susan’s laughter.
Donal Mahoney
At first dark clouds
then a droplet fell.
Gathering strength,
small puddles
appeared
and began to swell.
It's raining! It's raining!
My neighbor joined
in my cries.
Is it the rain,
or tears in my eyes.
I reached out
my hand
as if to grasp
the heavenly spigot
to make it last.
Schuylkill Punch
The best thing I recall about Philly,
(And you might think it all quite silly,)
Is one could obtain a freezing flavored drink,
Straight from the spigot in the kitchen sink.
We’d have a glass with breakfast, supper and lunch.
We all enjoyed “Schuylkill River Punch.”
The Kindness
The kindness of God flows through us, turns on the spigot.
and let it flow out onto others hearts embraces, OUR brothers and sisters hearten and dried our hearts were now not,whatever?
2/5/23 original composed
12/11/23
For Whatever Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Suzette Richards
Wood,
she gazed across to their titanium towers
from her granite perch across the wide
fair and wandering
what's
written for her;
and her ladder rungless,
jake's steps swallowed up,
feathers pouring through
like ripe red sack
from defrocked casks as
dusk starts dining
on the day:
night's spigot --
this delirious inkpot
tipped.
He put his ear to her belly,
heard a milky cloud
gurgling like a water spigot,
the ankle-deep sounds of
red plasma and urine,
the murmur of mollusks
in mouthing waters;
succulent voices
pushed through narrow throats.
‘Love me’, she said,
‘make love to me
as I swell and sweat
into a woman you have never met’.
He said nothing
but did tickle
her glowing anus,
did tongue
her swollen,
blue in-between lips.
I first heard about Teacup Spigot Alley from my cousin Sally.
She had been there many times to sip tea and dilly dally.
Two pink macaws were slurping down sugar lemon tea.
One gave me a peck, the other completely ignored me.
Are those faeries? I asked my cousin Sally, who knows all.
She laughed at my ignorance, but her tale was told tall.
Wingless faeries? She said Who ever heard of such a thing?
We slurped down peach schnapps tea, it had a wonderful zing!
We're all an energetic force
maintaining it is the source
We're not made to be weary
reach down wow that's synergy
Our thoughts can wear us down
turn this rumination around
Let that light flow through
our body and mind in view
Tepid temperature is the ticket
as the water flows through a spigot
So wrap your heart around spirituality
and let its flood shape to bilaterally
This is my ethereal prophetic nature
do these things and ride on this portraiture