Short Traffic Jam Poems
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Thoughts honking at me,
We're trapped in a traffic jam
Eager to reach home,
I let them pass me by on
The midnight road to nowhere
traffic jam rises
car horns sound in the highway
announce frantic speed
Example For Sounds Of The Day Contest
6-14-2016
Went to Wal-Mart to buy a Christmas ham
All I could find was a giant traffic jam
Near the toys__decorations
By my calculations
Come day after Christmas, dumpsters see cram
Rapid response unit
Stuck in a traffic jam
Blue lights flash, sirens sound
All vehicles give way
He races on at speed
Must pick up Chinese meal!
raging wind
with deafening sound--
dead telephone
mighty oaks
uprooted now--
traffic jam
a dancing crow
on a broken scarecrow--
celebration time
By:kash poet
Traffic jam defines
divine and mundane.
Its peak hours mix
the sacred and profane.
And with awe we see
as a miracle,
as beatific vision
and spectacle,
the faintest trace of
a lone parking space!
One of the theories I haven't quite grasped
Is quantum physics, it has a tendency to leave me aghast
Now I ain't stupid
Oops sorry, I just tooted
We all must let fly or have a traffic jam in the ass
The worm goes on
and on
and on
An endless stream of armoured segments
crawling out off the working day
The frozen flow of restless homonunculi
Disharmony of spheres
Panta Rhei
Panta Rhei
Panta Rhei
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otY7ICUJSdQ
Packers--green, gold, white
Steelers--black, gold, white--colors
just as close as scores
game ends--exhausted
bloated, eyes strained, throat hurt--sleep;
morning--traffic jam
sportscasters recap--
winners, losers, interviews;
at work now--bowl blues
Chances Are Burning
Exhaust pipes Excursion
Air pollution
Life so unfair luring
Honestly in touring
Traveling circumstance
Trafficking
No longer in a traffic jam
I'm just pause at a four-way stop
9/11/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2019©
Trucks and buses roaring by
Road rage at an all-time high
Always watchful, never alert
For an occasional flirt
Forgetting where I am
In a puzzling traffic jam
Cursing, a thank you, ma’am!
Written October 14, 2022
Pick up an offer
You'll find a new adventure
A deduction of prices
A quick accumulating crowd
A long queue of patience
And a challenge of temper
A traffic jam
And a lost of precious time
An extra expenditure
And a new debt
And a risk to Covid-19
Really an underestimated offer
They steam,
They glare,
They fume and frown,
My ideas snarl and knot.
They slouch,
Resentful to be asked.
They stare and duel,
And pout.
Then suddenly -
A random thing
Flies through the traffic jam,
A buzz of green cicada wings -
The tune splats guts
Across my screen.
If I was a beaver, I would build a dam
Filling each room with beans and ham
Installing near each entrance a hidden cam
Inspiring a waterway traffic jam
I would hole up with my cousin Sam
And possibly my neighbor we call Glam
We would cut down trees with a loud bam
As we added rooms to our glamourous dam
Congestions
Occur in the brain
Pressures and tensions
Workloads and targets
Competitions and expectations
Time limits and deadlines
All contribute to
A serious spiritual traffic jam
With
No by-pass
No overhead bridge
As life is not as simple
As a traffic jam on the road
We have to pay for every bit of prosperity
Voice off the grid
Stuffy nose sore throat voice not submissive
motion detectors going off
submissive traffic jams
no one's listening
collusion so much
confusion
non bias
everyone's in the riot
no understanding
beautiful set of five
silicified
bonafide
no one else here to ride
I am caught in an emotional traffic jam
10/24/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr
We had a car, not many did,
financed and fuelled by bread and jam,
food deprivation that I hid
from jealous kids who’d mock the sham;
pride misjudging as a winner
Ford denoting "Forfeit dinner"
So while, no doubt, they envied me
I lusted their hot Sunday lunch
as they inhaled mum’s recipe
for dishes needing bite and crunch,
whilst dominating our car trips
my salivating yearn for chips.
The winter darkness falls before the day
Has run its course, long ere the eyes of those
Who labor seek surcease from weariness.
The home-bound traffic winds its halting way
Beneath the moon-bound Evening Star and slows—
A mess.
And so I sit with promises to keep,
Ensnarled within a concrete wilderness
As news and music streams from radios.
At last the exit home—to eat, to sleep,
And rest.
A face worse than Traffic Jam!
Charles badly wants to melt Sam:
The Man to before Men slam
And him cause to board a tram…
Charles had been by choice A Clam
But he sure hits like A Bam!
And can hands down beat Sam;
With or without eating Yam
With not glucose his guts cram…
“One thing to tell you Champ Sam:
For me you slaughter a ram
Or I shall your river dam;
The World show you weigh less gram!”
Traffic jam in the ways of life
crowded noisy groan hazardous
Oh ! mind breathing suffers from suffocation
Busy all are hurry no time
reach the destination by hook or by crook
to get the works done run and run
To avail few minutes for few days
to keep happy all the ways
try again and again fun and fun
What is got that's the gain
from giving and taking game
if not not mine no worry and no pain.
morning shadows
storm and clouds
temperatures fall
I stumble
through the house
television plays
rhetoric
I get ready
the day calls
traffic jam
horns blast
somewhere
bombs explode
conflict
a constant circle
conflict
horns blast
bombs explode
somewhere
traffic jam
the day calls
I get ready
rhetoric
television plays
through the house
I stumble
temperature fall
storm and clouds
morning shadows
It's like my life is set on cruise control
Push the button and watch it go
Trying my best to keep a steady flow
In this traffic pattern of do's and don'ts
In my quest to stay ahead
A blur at times of who I am
Moving lane to lane then back again
Trying to avoid the latest traffic jam
By now I know my tank is low
Holding my breath in hope
Not sure how much further I can go
In this life set on cruise control
Its Monday
I woke up before my alarm
I Left to work early
Going back to get my phone, now I'm late
I had to pee really bad
In a traffic jam
Found a great parking spot
I won't fit
I opened a pack of Starburst
All lemons
I got a friend request on facebook
From my mom
Heard "Macarena" on the radio
Now its stuck in my head
I got an unexpected check
Followed by an unexpected bill
I took a shower
Now I have to poop
Form:
Not Wholly as it should be
O holy city set in gold
of thee both praise and woe are told.
To three faiths the troubled home,
we see the spire, the Wall. the Dome.
Where once did graze the kid and lamb
I behold a traffic jam.
In Heaven's name, oh, tell us why
property prices are sky-high.
O meeting point of East and West,
O thou at once most cursed and blessed,
show less of your worst
and more of your best.
For: Scavenger Hunt
In Honor of: ~Constance~Rambling Poet
Rambling around in a traffic jam,
Poetess naked and on the lam.
Constance’s very neat trick,
Behind a thin chopstick,
In the buff, dreaming a bluff, dream scam!!
Though diligently she did try,
`T was a failure to dignify,
By her most classic stance,
For without any pants,
Did lose her chance she had to buy!!
Note: From Constance's Poem "Traffic Jam"