Short Utility Poems
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J-ack
O-f
Y-our
V-ehicle
I-s
L-iterally
L-ifting
A-utomobile,
N-eeded
U-ntil
E-mergency
V-alues
A-rise
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Joy A. Villanueva)
A big concern during excavations
from granite hillsides is just
keeping limited mishaps near
observed palladium quantities,
reacting swiftly to utility vehicles
wanting X-rays yields zeroed.
Free verse is
Unopened
Unborn
Untouched
Ankara
forthcoming
utility
camouflaging
you are not alone
you are alone with the alone!
Opening a new kosher serving and spilling oil
elsewhere!
Give me a break! Shall you?
You say that you are free in free society
While your liberty is stolen!
By that freedom, so, let it be
Let them do as they will
Let them enjoy their marginal utility
Or leave it alone.
Bombing for peace is like raping for virginity,
Repeated phrase gives peace unity.
Remind me God, where is the utility?
The love we give has no virginity.
Concatenate munition for factuality,
Its just complete, its all vitality.
You taught me that love is a lie.
You taught me that love is conditional.
You taught me that you are a hypocrite.
You taught me that morality is contingent on utility.
You taught me that "love is not enough".
You taught me that love is a lie.
Marry for love
And not for pride
Or false humility.
Make sure you're in love
And do not hide
Your mind's utility.
Marry for love
Not to save face
With family and friends.
Make sure you stay in love;
Grow in your place
And learn to make amends.
SENSITIVITY
a
universe
of rhythms
encourage
urgency
to revelation
in
a sequence
a substitute
for
emotion
balanced
&self-contained
versatility
action
without
disruption
meditation
shaped
by
phrasing
modest
utility
unguarded
& fruitful
2 on PowerBall.
1 on Lotto.
Can I get my check?
*clattering of a drawer set down*
I would like to pay my utility here.
Signs up yet?
*beep* "beep* *boop boop*
and all the little things
they say to me go on
and on
and on. Till I am done, and
what is left me dried
out.
Consider the possibility
Lay aside improbability
Eschew negative futility
Never mind any hostility
Exercise your capability
Employing every utility
Accept the responsibility
Enjoy renewed visibility
Allowing for accessibility
Written June 29, 2022
Night flowers abloom
And joy without new perfume
Hills lit with houses
No light in the room
His breathing guides where she feels
She snuggles to him
Wait until the fall
The fawn suckles at the breast
Making milk in spring
This stag brown in leaves
Will invisible exist
Till feelings touch him
I had the neurosurgeon do a little utility work in my head.
The electricity in there had somewhat gone dead.
And the duct that dripped a driblet of water on my brain ~
she was able to fixed with great industry and pain.
But as to how that foul gas smell got there ~
she was at odds to explain.
It's cold though sunny, the temperature's twenty,
as Samantha flies out the door..
I try to explain again and again, it's not summer any more..
She opens it wide.
My heat goes outside.
My gas bill will surely soar.
I remind her each day, this utility she will pay,
but all she does is ignore..
They lazily prance across the blue
Beneath the surface, out of view
Pushed by waves they rise and fall
Never to answer a trumpet's call
Magical creatures so out of place
Adorned with nature's pony face
Never check that mouth, or utility
Of God's gifted horses from the undersea
April 2018
I MOURN WITH YOU PROFESSOR
Shadow and mirage are thesame;
The former is never a substance
And the latter never an oasis.
But the death of a child is both:
Hope is dashed and respite betrayed
Leaving only behind the pain of rising utility
That often comes from the nostalgia of reality...
I mourn with you Professor.
Utility companies are unforgiving.
Relentless.
Mean.
Money-grubbing.
Nasty.
Then they add taxes.
Dirty coal tax.
Tuesday wash day tax.
Dog scratching tax.
Garbage day tax.
Always adding to your bill.
Never letting up.
I hate utility companies.
Others do too.
But can we eliminate them?
Apparently not.
Liberating love leads my lessons by the Lord of my life
I am life, inspired along His influence of interesting impact
Freedom of faith fulfills my functionality, fighting futility
Empowered to extend endearing exuberant encouragement.
1879
First light bulb
Invented by Thomas Edison
1879
Over 3,000 designs
A science inventor
Carbonized filament
History in the making
Eclectic lightening
An extraordinary idea
Glass reflects the light
Fluorescent bright
Lamp shines
Current through utility
Illuminating
Used everyday
Creative indeed
Light so we can see
1879
On the road I try each guise,
Today I’ll meet them with new eyes.
Life has left me time to spare,
I bring some idleness to share.
Some may perish in this flame,
I live on gladly, all the same.
A boundless show, yet sweet refrain,
Their voice keeps singing out my name.
Are these feelings just in vain?
Still alone, to them I wend my way again.
I turn on the
water faucet
and nothing flows from it
There's no water coming out of it
Where has it gone, the rivers those streaming lakes
All earthen pockets and caverns are full
Oceans, seas, rivers, lakes fill-
I guess
I should have paid my utility bill
12/20/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
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I'm the owner
of my presence
volunteer...
But not the owner
of my absence
as often occurs...
They put me present
where I don't wish to be,
and put me away
where I love to stay...
This is pure
imposition,
lock on mine
existence...
Unbearable abuse
that wild capitalism
invents... !
I'm for utility
of the money... but no,
I'm not fanatical... !
How could a poet be...!?
spider web artwork
a dewy autumn morning
bead embroidery
adds shine to everyday life
utility is z e r o
You need not to be so big
Or so great
That people could touch you
And could not get your fruits
The shade vanishes into air
In the way of falling upon the heads scorching
From the height of the place you reside
And the breeze you produce
Lost its force
For whom it is meant
Just be as huge as you like
And attain the glory of a mountain
And keep protecting people from the harsh winds
And I think that would be enough.
Do you feel pride when you learn about ability?
It’s difficult to learn how to define normality.
But you know better than me what reality is?
My attention is only to encounter criminality.
When I saw crime and stays calm, conscious feels guilty,
Do we need to learn about what’s Law’s technicality?
We don’t condemn someone peace is living speciality,
Is it professionalism to work only for a formality?
How may I pay bills it’s my need of utility?