Short Wheres Poems
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slamby pamby,my axis chamby,wheres jerry with all the carey and the losey and
the parusey?who's to know the excusey?we see.
spaghetti without meatballs you may keep
a meatless meal? I would rather sleep
give me bacon, ham, sausage and beef
salmon and tuna give me no relief
I place my compass in my palm to control my direction
I look far ahead and wonder wheres my next instruction
Shivering softly in the breezy openness
I clasp my shawl around me tighter
my quips legit,wheres your script,wheres the poet from old towwn manhatten that
you jot down?fourty book?take a look,see if theres a response,ill sound the
alarm and buy you the farm.
long as ya havent fluffed ,
its all sweet here...
gases expansion sure enough,
could tickle you to tears,
wheres the plum duff....
stay away you white coat buggers!
Don
should loop de loop and search the web.i get fed when paul is dead.better off
here than anywhere?where?wheres the bare truth/the newest one is a bit fun but
he aint son of sam,like i am.
oh no no,
i am fine,
me n teddy will drink wine,
for i am chaste ,
now wheres me coat,
stay away you ladies,
pure you know it,
just sidestep round the billy goat,
this time :)
Don
sirens on freeway
road noise is an annoyance
traffic backed up now
gawkers don’t watch road
impatiently inch forward
dreary hour wait
accidents happen
drivers are irritable
wheres the empathy
A passing instant, a sharp memory,
In a crowd our eyes met, exchanging vows.
The moment passed and she was borne away...
So I search knowing not the wheres or hows,
While on th'edge of a dream, she waits for me.
been it,done it,second want it.shoulda fought it,now i bought it.sonnet bout playin
around,everybody's down,if thats the thing.wheres my wedding ring,sheen?
shoulda seen the manuever,i'd motley crue her,whoo.
Heres the cloud..
..so wheres the silver lining?
All of a sudden
Everythings so frightening.
Too much..
.. Too soon
This bubble is going to burst..
Its time to pause, stop
...rewind.
Form:
credits edit is fed it,my medicine is just jettison my edison,and fold over her
reddison.my nigga,my incomplete nigga,wheres the swerve in the scurve rotund?
i need funds and a future,you should sutcher,and deliver a final blow,exits know.
quitting at painted perfectly.com,and thinking of quitting here.whats the deal with
internet poetry?wheres the fun?too many old women run the places,where doa
brotha go?show me some contempt room.for if you say words are bad in
poems,god knows you as a liar.
Empty heart
Wheres the love?
Empty soul
Could hear a pin drop
Empty life
Filled with lies
Empty hope
Was it ever there?
Empty happiness
Full of fears
Empty home
To busy walking around on pins and needles
The only thing that ever seems to be full is your glass of shame
My wife is a piece of junk
I think she is just a punk
Shes a freaking munk
She wont fight
But she will bite
Shes so dang disgusting
and she does so much cussing
I hate that weirdo
She always wheres a stupid bow
She thinks shes pretty bold
The funny thing is, shes only 5 years old
I
The You that tells various organs to start, end, adjust secretions, and your lungs to do respiration while you sleep ... will easily join SPACE where it all is ( where it's at!)
II
You and I are "allowing" the universe a human experience; just as waves allows the entire ocean to experience & absorb individual waves
Tuned myself to a beat
only i heard
leaving reality
entered the absurd
looking at the mirror from the other side
Dying in the awk ward
the obvious scene
was obscene
Painting depRavED and DistuRbED
to be read
Swapping that for this
How olds the rain
Wheres the wind going
Digging in the Earths earth
hoping for some worth
As you push me into darkness
it shivered
between the good and worse
i always choose the yet
cant live without the pain
did the darkness just dim
I am that weirdo
that you attract
stray strayed
give extinction its chance
in the rain and night i dance
waiting for a phone
that takes a picture
everywhere at once
Wheres the happy button
Alexa exist
The who’s, what’s, why’s and where’s of life
Brought to you with gusto and enthusiasm
Courtesy of an inquisitive five-year-old
Why is grass green?
Why is the sky blue?
Where is that cloud going?
Where is Jesus now?
What’s the name of this mudball?
Who made this road?
Why did they call it Dorothy Street?
Who is Dorothy?
Do I have a street named after me?
Is one more silly ball
silly balls
Wheres els follow the vow
Wonky words that wreak wonder
Science tis
or was it was
The cat gets out of the contract
with some unusual clause
would already failed
wood already flailed
Let her not a letter
A literate at rate
words of broken hearts
words that start the wars
or just simple
words of beauty
that honour squeaky drawers
Lots of whys
in life:
Why this,
and not that?
And, dear Lord, of
all Your unlimited whys
why on earth this?!
And the whens, wheres
and hows
no less confounding --
explicitly, words do not
resolve themselves alone
dictionaries often shelf
what needs to be actively open
and boundless in mind --
the scholar paints
their arid landscapes
while the poet gives them
or-gasm --
so....
wheres my prince charming?
wheres the gorgeous, kind, perfect guy i was promised
wheres my fairy god mother
and helpful little furry creatures
and the seven dwarves
wheres the happy ending and smiling faces
big castle and diamonds galore disney movies promised me in life
i know where it is
its in a story, a fairytale
so lets sue those people for making us think things could be perfect
It may never have been that easy
It may never have been that clear
The whys and wheres of the meaning
Time controlled year on year
To see behind did have some meaning
Though the journey was never without tears
The history of love we made together
For us will never disappear
We go ahead together forward
But now the going’s slow
In the darkest times you never leave me
This one fact of life I know
I've lost my touch
my creativity gone
so i push myself to be strong
staring aimlessly into the stars
thinking of you is all i do
always wanting just to be with you
your eyes which draw me in
this gentle heart defeates me tough
being far away has ruined me so
wheres my power
no more motivation
i've been taking into damnation
the goddess of love not brought my prayers come true
i believe its time to start a new
Joe black Cat
black as the night,
gone in flight,
when you turn he isnt there,
locks dont hold,
the black im told,,
has buggered off orright,
brown snakes do run in fright,
cos the black he isn’t there,
and Halliwell tears his hair,
as Joe bestalks the night….
Don
Take yer eyes off Joe and he's gone, tangled with a few deadly Brown snakes already,
wheres the antivennine hey.....
LORIKEET IS the owner of the black kitty