Short Term Poems
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The Terms of Love
WHen
we finally
turned to
each othrer
after the chase
every part
of my being
cried out,
"Surrender"
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Term Limits
By Franklin Price
5/7/2019
Congress already has term limits
We the People
By voting or not
Do not enforce them
Term Limits
Haiku: by Tom
December 10 2020
The swamp won't be drained
until term limits are set
and in's, become out's.
Republicans have a grand cause:
Exonerate all of Trump's flaws
But voters said, "Nix!"
To Trump's dirty tricks
By rejecting his Doctor Oz!
The Old Year, in wanting to stay,
Was pushing the New Year away.
The New Year held firm:
"Yer out of your term,
Time waits for no time, as they say."
beautiful creature glides past around eight p.m.
she is as delicate as a ballerina,
now I understand the term “swan lake”
cannot keep my eyes off her graceful ballet
A Prophet is not one who can predict future acts.
He’s given the grace to see and relate the facts.
To those who are blind,
he appears most unkind,
And is susceptible to all kinds of attacks.
There are times my long term memory is at home,
is quite frustrating when it packs its bags and roams,
one second a thought pops in,
before I know it it's gone again,
dang I forgot the last verse to this poem!
Reflecting on the term, 'diverse'
abundant in our universe
Endless species, sizes, shapes and forms
Truly, 'diversity' has no 'norm'
A vision clear, Americans lack
who color 'diversity' ~ only black
Jewels from silver and white topaz storms adorn,
flawlessly winterize and brilliantly transform,
as frozen bling of delight and also concern
control our lives during winter's vivacious term.
TERM LIFE INSURANCE JESUS CHRIST
You are of the tribe of Judah
If you wanna whole life insurance
A whole term life insurance
No need for
TRAVELERS,
MUTURAL OF OMAHA
METROPOLITAN
COLONIAL
NEW YORK LIFE
Try, JUST renounce your sins be born again...
Try! Jesus
Jesus Christ
(IT'S NOT ABOUT THE PHYSICAL DEATH BOUT THE POSSIBLE SPIRITURAL ONE)
1/21/18
By James Edward Lee Sr.
The fruit of my loins are ne'er done, sleep is
Just not an option worth considering.
They much prefer the notion of ploughing
Right on. Through the wall, and not thinking
About consequences, meaning they're fore'er
Fighting and arguing and arguing
And fighting. Just one... Just one day without
Rows would be a blessing. It's not that I
Don't love them. I do love them. Of course I
Love them. They are everything to me.
Form:
What do you know about long suffering?
Have you ever met an accident or disease?
Have you ever fought immense pain and speechless agony?
A state in which tongue is mute and arms or legs are partially locked
It's like being trapped a mentally functional mind in a body hard to move
It's like being a prisoner in your own body.
Note. Health is Wealth.
Where there is life there is breath and where there is breath there is death.
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