Short Unloaded Poems

sunshine fills my soul 
dry leaves crush beneath my shoes 
gun is never fired...

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A portly old man from Spain,
Let his belt out to relieve the strain,
    But his pants button exploded
       Like a missile unloaded
  So far that it brought down rain....

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BAPTISM OF DUCKS

Waves shake little boat, smug ducks out at sea.
They sing drinking songs, rambunctious with glee.
Rising waves, quicker,
with more downed liquor.
Unloaded ducks drink.  The waves set them free.

8/16/2017...

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On the other side,
Beyond this view,
We're chauffeured unhindered,
Light and unsaddled,
Unloaded and unrestrained,
We're not framed for this side only.


February 18, 2023.
Bite Size Poem No. 60 Poetry Contest,
Line Gauthier....

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As the local transit bus stopped and unloaded
Seconds after, a powerful bomb exploded.
We knew that terrorists had struck again, 
Causing mistrust and fear, to everyone’s chagrin
Nearby a ten-story apartment house imploded.

written November 9, 2021...

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Target it
Hush is calling
Twilight seeing stars
Shooting loaded finger guns
Unloaded and ammunition gone
Target it
Bunion feet on the run far
Silent lips not moving
Eyelids filled with star, why?
Blinking stop lights blinking eyes
Target it

11/12/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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Hectic Mind

Like a weekend
no end
hectic like a busy-business road
up and down
caotic
loaded mind like a full dust bin
hardly unloaded
slow motion
rules the emotion
struggle
hustle
like a mother-bird
food, providing for the little crying kids
busy
is the mind 
restlessness dominates
stress rules.

Drencho POET Loads...

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This mountain I chose to climb
This moment In Time I choose to unwind 
This valley I walk I choose to walk I'm running
This land I'm on this borrowed sand
 I am part of it I am molded clay
As I live and breathe I inhaled an exhale 
What's God's givin me for I am the land
 embedded in me spirit so I unloaded I am man


2/17/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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She stared long
       At pink ribbons
        The perfect match
         Of pink dress
           I wore then
            Someone my age
             In tattered clothes
              Outside the temple
                I unloaded plaits
             And handed her
          My pink ribbons
       My parents smiled
     Seeing my act
    I had known
  I was right

30/03/2019...

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In The Beginning 
Written: by Tom Wright
8-22-2016

No play script, but only unloaded pages,
But immediately the pages began to fill.
Instead of chapters, life became stages,
Each stage lived according to my free will.

At one stage, by emptiness, I was consumed, 
Troubled, I realized a deficiency in my life.
Without Jesus, my soul would be doomed,
And I’d face perpetual fire in the afterlife.


Born again August 28th 1968
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