Short Staples Poems

Haiku 81
	
	yielding to the blade...
	arc traced on his left forearm
	surgeon’s staples...

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I won't lie.
I'm not a sexy guy.
I once posed for Playgirl magazine
and the staples covered everything....

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Torturous to have one of these staples
Piercing through my tender skin
Need to find remover

Russell Sivey...

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Torturous to lose one of these staples
Lying flat is not pleasant
Need my pillow back please

Russell Sivey...

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YOU’LL DO

Took a needle and thread, staples and glue
My heart, not quite the same, but it will do


Indiana Shaw . . . ; )...

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I speak of cash crops, refined 
apothecary powders (staples really) bought to
sate, to feed the scarred artery and the
diseased mind, the lover and the slave.
I speak of madness....

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Sugar Frosted Flakes and Trix
    Staples of healthy diets
  Cocoa Puffs and Cap'n Krunch
    My sister said to try it...

  Now I'm round as a balloon
    My arms and legs stick out
  And when I try to take a breath
    Sugar cubes come out...

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C-omposer
L-ets
I-nspiring
V-erse
E-mploy

S-piritual
T-ruth
A-s
P-oetic
L-ines
E-xpress
S-avior's

L-ife
E-ternal
W-ith
I-mportant
S-alvation

Topic: Birthday of poet Clive Staples Lewis (November 29) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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on food-filled tables

folks display horns of plenty

prayers unspoken. . .

in other homes, souls bow heads -

grateful for life’s mere staples


Oct. 31, 2021
For  A Thanksgiving Tanka Poetry Contest
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins...

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My summer is full of fun
And is always full of sun

It is fun to run and play
And to waste the day away

I like to tell stories by the fire
And hope that the marshmallows won't expire

After, I retire to bed
Very full and fed

I wake up to do it again
And really hope I can

Aaron Blake Staples...

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(Dedication: For Ann)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~




Colours in bloom
Easy breezy bubbles
Happy beyond troubles


Colours find room
Dizzy windy stumble
Cheery beyond fumble


Colours feed boom
Lovely lively rumble
Smiley surely rambles


Colours edge gloom
Savvy sunny staples
Frizzy sappy chuckles




Leon Enriquez
02 October 2014
Singapore...

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It's time to decorate the house for Christmas see
I got 12 strands of lights
1 Angel for the top
2 Christmas trees
1 inside and 1 outside
1 wreath to hang on the door
0 staples to hang stuff with
12 blinking lights
10 sore fingers
20 presents under the tree
1 santa clause
10 tiny reindeer
and 1 big headache comeing on
time for 4 asprins
Merry Christmas Everyone...

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There's a hole in my heart
It's where you belong.
You need to be here
But your long gone
Another part missing
I don't know where to start
at fixing these holes
the staples and tape
no longer have a hold
I'm falling again
but not for you
I'm falling for the ignorance
Of giving myself to you
Of letting myself believe
you were different
That instead of letting me fall,
You'd catch me......

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Staples were traveling on the
epiderm, thanking the wounds.
The dust, the eternal ugliness
were growling.

Riveting drama:
a royal swanking for a macabre
heist. A bizarre charisma
overtakes the cozy lips.

I was green,
and I was a cloud
where the sunflowers meet
beneath the sun.

Blind poppies assert themselves
unfurling a flag of milky sap.
The wasps were going-
to become stingless.



Satish Verma...

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The pages crease and cry when I turn them
and read the words written there, and
I wonder of the person who wrote them
as I admire the fancy scroll within
the faded blue ink of the fountain pen.

There is no binding,
no staples, 
nothing to hold the sheets together,
for this is only a draft,
a yellowed pile of memories
gathering dust,
moaning and crinkling
before they fragment
and disappear back into the past....

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Third Floor

Reality distraction
staples in the wall of my loneliness
plastered over
to gain permanency
but as a lightweight spackle,
haphazardly poised on the rusty putty knife,
is used to smooth out 
the wall
with childlike enjoyment
staples find freedom 
flying...

down below someone utters
uninterruptible profanity


Celery

hard times
and they told me those are 
the celery sticks cracking
kid...

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We wave good bye now
Yellow paper hearts
staple gunned to the bulletin board
flapping in the fan breeze
She nods at her work
The chalkboard washed and dried
And with gnashing teeth
One by one those staples pried from their chest board
 breaking, tearing the delicate paper-thin poems
One by one they break her hearts
On the desks, the apples molded
Like she did them
From seeds of wisdom she watched
their minds ripen...

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Remember all that time
I spent writing rhymes
Chasing a dream thats mine
Pulled over and fined
Cause the ride shine
The plan was simple
A straight line rimpled
Heart crippled
Some you cant fix with staples
I hate this i hate you
Fate up for debate
Love locked away
The crate says
Open on a sunny day
Maybe she understand me
Before i fade
My mind made
A choice all the same
Crime of pain end with my gun in your face...

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There's no greater honor than when friends and family ask me to write. Staples of the heart. Little sticky notes that float by from time to time reminding us of a greater connection that lies within us. Just between us, words stretch our minds as we attempt to pin a phrase on feelings we wouldn't normally say. It's become my way and I thank you for uncovering the silence. From depths that light never touches, love shines radiantly....

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Breadfruits like bread to eat from staples 
Green,artistic skin bit hard not like apples

Long grown and thick bread fruit trees 
Big like stars in all angles broad leaves 

Heavy natured,low cost to all as please 
Time to time this item in markets released 

All fruits ripen tasty but not bread fruit
Some fruits only to cook bread one fruit 

Yellow past so taste no waste of this 
All wish this dish in seasons not to miss...

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Fractured little comic book
cracked along the spine.
Must and mold exhaust you.
Dullness shows the time.

Turn a page for reading
fuzzy art in blocks.
Squares with tiny bubbles
or just a place to talk.

Staples down the middle.
Two through every fold.
Half the book is over
and several stories told.

Flipped upon your back
where ads take all the space.
Toys for boys and girls
and all the dreams we'll chase.

Fractured little comic book.
Thank you for your grace....

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Are there Staples in this staple sandwich?
I ask in the ER in the hallway

Where my bed for the night is

Where I need earplugs
To dim the constant sound of my mind

There is no room  in this overbooked
Busy mind of mine

Red, blue and yellow thumbtacks, like MnMs 
Make dull points, melted into the cookies 
As I eat them without pain
 
Looking down at the plastic box that says

Staple Sandwich

I wonder
Does it really have staples?

I still ate it...

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Our fridge is full to bursting – 
The food arrived today.
It’s always nice to see so much
Just waiting, on display.

The staples we rely on
Plus, of course, a little splurge – 
Today it was a key lime pie
For which I had the urge.

The fruit and veggie bins are stuffed;
The shelves are crammed as well.
We’ve not forgotten anything,
As far as I can tell.

So now we can begin the job,
Which I cannot resist,
Of digging in, until it’s time
For our next shopping list....

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Adhesives come in many forms – 
There’s glue and tape and paste,
Including some that double-stick,
If you’ve no time to waste.

There also are some methods
Which will help things to adhere
In temporary fashion
So a page won’t disappear…

Such as paper clips and fasteners
And staples, tacks and pins,
Among the tools that many need
Before their work begins.

Still, unless you have an editor,
There is no easy trick
To remind a lazy writer
To his topic he should stick....

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The comic book in front page cover.
Glossy for it's wonder.
All interest in it's characters
of glory and their thunder.

A comic book to split apart
in seam for pair of staples.
The paper's pulp been harvested
from several standing Maples.

An ink in print to bolded text
you'd sniff for fresher air.
The meaning of a delicate page
you flip through for it's ware.

A story told to light the senses
in visions from another.
A book so thin it simplifies;
there is no any other....

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