Short Spill Poems
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Hurricane of oil
nears the pristine swampland of
Louisiana's future.
[Written after the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico in 2010]
.
think
than tenebrific thought
tap
I turn on the water spicken nothing comes out but rust and sludge such as life inside~
9/4/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
OIL SPILL
Says car radio
“Oil spill on the Yellowstone”
Why I’m feeling ill
And great cities smoke away
Fat merchants blink at breakfast
There lived a politician Bill
Who was sadly caught by his spill
He tried so hard to deny
To woo jury by his cry
But finally accepted it was a thrill
O ut of control
I t shouldn't have happened
L ots of destruction
S hame on BP
P lease stop this disaster
I irrate and upset
L ots is at stake
L oss of God's creations
let's See
If He
Will Hang
With Gang
Or Will
Just Spill
How Many
If Any
Seconds
Are there
In A
Year ?
Now Don't
Leave Me
Hanging ! { LOL}
Her dance within orbs of willowy spin offs
Circle ballet striking glaze of a mirror flake
All absent a madness
The victorious pallors of flame sword invading her once virgin shore
Words.
They don't.
Come up.
Struggle.
My words.
What I want.
I know.
To tell you?
How?
Not right.
You.
Understand?
Misinterprete?
Please don't.
Too hard.
Words.
Empty your heart
Spill your ink
Let the whole world know
How you feel, what you think
A poem's 'way out there'
Yet in it you'll hide
Their emotions your fiddle ~
Your ink, their guide
Gulf oil spilled
Useless big waste
Lives were taken
Foolish mistake
Oil will spew
In such turmoil
Loss no one knew
So much damage
People showed care
Invading land
Like a nightmare
Let’s clean this up!
Starve the mouth when its the soul thats hungry
Push the pen until the fingers bleed
Crack open the chest baring the inner world
Neverminding the possibility of being left empty
I will always spill myself for you
COLA
SPILL
Liquid brown hot cola on a summer stairs
Rolling poured out the can
Left on the concrete form a stain
Hot summer day mouth is dry and sparse
Thirsty now better settle for cool water
3/12/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018
I find it to be quite sexy
The rhythm to which your hair swings
When you softly run your fingers through
It is but only a reverie to yearn
To see many happy, shiny faces
With a striking quality such as yours
And to drink of your lips
Within the wake of the moon
Man to blame,
Once again to his shame,
His record continues to destroy !
The beauty he did not create, nor can he save…
He will never learn how to properly behave…
Nature screams pointlessly once again ?
Fearing where next we’ll drill ?
Gulf oil spill.
Form:
The gulf oil spill hurts just as much as a bad tooth
Was this truly an accident will we ever learn the truth
As the oil in the gulf continue to spill
With the economy still going downhill
Our pockets will weep as gas prices shoot through the roof
FOR GULF OIL SPILL CONTEST
A single drop escapes
A single drop made from
Water, lysozymes and glucose,
But it's so much more than just that.
I miss you
and I want you
and I love you an unbearable amount;
but I'm far too shy to say so.
and just like that,
I can no longer contain myself
And the tears begin to spill.
Written: August 17, 2026, for a contest sponsored by Tania Kitchin
Checked by HMS.COM/ 5 / 7 / 5 / 7 / 7 -
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in the hush of dusk
my sandals brush dry grasses
the day's warmth fading
crickets sing of letting go
and i breathe in the new chill
Gulf Oil Spill
Another disaster ,
Caused by man.
Oil spills far…
We do what we can.
Once again,
We’ve damaged our Earth
By spilling a gift
Its given us, of worth.
The fish will die
The oil companies will lie
If things don’t change
The world will die.
Blackness overrides
Beauty thought eternal
Poison engulfs
Life believed immortal
The chilling sound
Of the nothingness heard
Screams louder
Than corporate ever could
All the tears
Could never wash away
The spill that seeps
Through each moment, each day
For all here know
This oil is bigger
Bigger than us all
This oil spills anger
Form:
Spill Ink—the poets’ timeless warp and woof;
Signifies our mantra beyond reproof;
Late at night as poets struggle to write;
Our Muse enchants poets to such delight;
Poets seek tone and tenor for a splash,
And images and nuance for a dash.
"Spill Ink!” Poets cry seeking perfection!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(October 18, 2014) (Rhyme Septet)
This darkness my choice for taking all the wrong turns
My guiding fire just flickers it no longer burns
My eyes are the windows to my inner soul
These windows wide open let in nothing but cold
My brain is my prison for it's in control
My heart slowly fading as my body grows old
This body my casket, my spirit lies still
My eyes mourn my death with these tears I spill
The somber sludge spreads forth,
swallowing every entity
in its path.
Vexed spirits burst free,
grotesque faces
all around.
This river that was once
pure and refined;
now tainted,
Now reeking of demise,
the body count is
untold.
This dismal bog has seen
it all from tin cans
to oil spills.
It once harbored life,
now it steals
your soul.
Oh mommy, mommy!
I have fallen and my head feels ill.
O darling baby, blame it on the spill.
Oh mommy, mommy!
I dropped my milk, now I can't feel chilled.
O darling baby, blame it on the spill.
Oh mommy, mommy!
The bottle top popped and spewed my pills.
O darling baby, blame it on the spill.
Oh mommy, mommy!
The beach is black and the fish have no will!
O darling baby, blame it on the spill...
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Spongebob Squarepants!
Who died in an oil spill because of BP?
Spongebob Squarepants!
Absorbent and yellow and covered in oil!
Spongebob Squarepants!
Because of the oil spill he's starting to boil!
Spongebob Squarepants!
If nautical nonsense is something you wish!
Spongebob Squarepants!
Don't jump off the deck or you'll die like the fish!
Spongebob Squarepants!