Short Throttles Poems

Elmo Elmo was an elephant seller
He kept a white elephant in the cellar
He swigged all the bottles
Down a hundred throttles
And was turned into a big screw propeller












Elmo Elmo (C) rajat kanti chakrabarty
2014...

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Catching air with you was grand

Our course was preplanned
Three wheels and miles of blow sand

Geared up with throttles in hand

Twin ATVs taming barren land
Never acknowledging the dangers at hand

Airborne alone where did you land...

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Pearl, you are a diamond
I guess she always knew it.
A proper little helper,
helping through and through it.

She never gives a cheerio
or leaving like a plane.
She's always there to scatter sunshine
Even in the rain.

Pearl, you are a diamond
That no one can replace,
Chocking back the throttles
Just like a necker-lace....

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Angry eyes lurk in the forest

Deep within the Deathly Hollows 

With unsuspected fervency

And malevolence it closely follows 

An apparition from the grave

A vision from nightmarish dreams

With nimble hands that quickly throttles

And icy fingers that stifles screams

None who enters survives this realm

So menacing and devoid of light 

In the Deathly Hollows murky mist

Still is the air and cold is the night 

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I SEE THE CHRIST
 As life blows; death whistles
As the brave strikes; the naive throttles
No use celebrating my muscles
This too will fizzle

I won’t catch my breathe
I lost not near earth
Better was I at birth
As bare, without a t-shirt

When will the dogs bleat?
I lay watch with sight
When will the sheep bark?
I say this with right

These and more I see
Like many on sand’s sea
My anchor; my capital C
Christ, my only sight to see


THE INVINCIBLE PEN...

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In froths of a sky never ever ending,
she throttles like a half—shelled woman
slow to prance in the midst
 of obedient breeze,
her movement wrapped 
like a hundred cider vines...

How orange are her nights.

This hue burnt by sways 
of corrugated leaves ; a crown 
adorned with pearlized sequins
turning tangerine in kaleidoscopic 
swirls  of atumnal hues, this drift of 
charmed elegance only fall can muster.


Seasonal Bliss Contest, Regina Riddle...

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