Short Wastebasket Poems
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Each time I finish a beer, I throw the empty
can at the wastebasket.
They always bounce off and clink about
on the floor, most likely due to the
fact that the trashcan is filled
with trash.
Categories:
wastebasket, society,
Form:
Free verse
A wastebasket holds the truth
An empty bottle of water
Drowns itself beside a pale pink layer
Of a vacant foundation
I peer over the side,
Hoping to uncover something
More than desertedness
But I simply see myself
Blank and bare
Categories:
wastebasket, introspection, life, loss,
Form:
I do not know?
I really tried to complete the task,
My wastebasket,
Filled with every failed attempt.
The directions seemed so easy,
"Please include this quote"
It was so beautifully uplifting
I tried, to combine our works.
But no matter how I wrote it,
My words refused to blend.
Categories:
wastebasket, on writing and words,
Form:
Free verse
My wastebasket overflows
with aborted attempts,
Lines that I cannot rhyme
and syntax that limps.
Written November 6, 2022
Submitted to "Bite Size No. 55" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
Categories:
wastebasket, abortion, poetry, writing,
Form:
Couplet
Adam was an
acceptable accountant
And Eve a bubblingly
bright bookkeeper;
Adam loved the
First-In, First-Out
Accounting (FIFO) system,
While Eve preferred
The Last-In, First-Out
Inventory (LIFO) system;
Together they testified that
Inventoried sweet fruit
should neither
Sits and spoil
nor go to the
Garden wastebasket
Wrongfully.
Categories:
wastebasket, funny, history, imagination, nature, people, places, romanceeve,
Form:
Burlesque
There was something wrong with me.
During the meeting,
I felt like going to a square
and swinging.
I tried to concentrate
but I was thinking
if the fact of not having vices
it would no longer be an addiction either.
When everyone left the room,
worried about their laptops and reports,
I still stayed there for quite a while.
Couldn't hit a single clip
in the wastebasket.
There are days I don't know what the problem is.
Categories:
wastebasket, adventure, irony, perspective,
Form:
Free verse