Short Trucked Poems

Heaven

I have often gazed off into the distance, 
Dancing happily in the mist. 
Children bouncing on fuffly clouds. 
Their wings trucked neatly down their spines .  
Playing ring o'roses and pat a cake.
This place looks peaceful.
I often visit it in my dreams. 
Dreams are often vivid.
Where you can feel the peace the calm in your being.

written by davina 2019...

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For my life scintilates like a spark on a spike.

I cohort but myself with a dud and got stuck.

Wanna grow and I am but’s so hard t’elicit.

And my mind is not lucid and trucked is my thought.

I managed but manage works not, it could though;

But being grounded in knowledge is kneading a dough.

And attaining a skill is as melting a gold.

You drill down and put down all to save for the cold....

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Stacy Adams triumph
one of the glorious nights 
I've trucked through 
sore feet, cold weather and hunger 
famished as stars shined
vibrations of the train 
i will never regret
grey homeless blankets felt of silk
graffiti on the walls were, da Vinci 
thousand masks to evade imagination was priceless
the train sounding of its departure was resemblance
to my farewell Tarzan
I no longer hear trains
since nocturnal night...

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Paul was at the office when the
first atomic bomb fell and when 
Muntz TVs replaced console radios

and the first man landed on the moon.
He saw the first big computers trucked in 
and locked in a top-secret room.

Paul was an accountant for 50 years
but the day came when he was told 
he was part of a reduction in force. 

Two guards carried his boxes out.
They told Paul in the parking lot  
he was the only one reduced.


Donal Mahoney...

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