rush hour five o'clock
hands clinging to a milestone
bus smash up victim
Observe the iced twigs.
trembling in cold winter wind
as they didn't have mitts
winter's crowning gloat
Chandeliers of ice crystals
Melt away slowly
the fireplace burns wood
There are seeds beneath the snow
tonight, dream of spring
Written; November 13, 2021
Categories:
smash up, analogy, autumn, december, garden,
Form: Haiku
Come All You terrorists rally cry
Come all you haters cattle call
Come All ye religious fanatics
Come all men to the lake rivers
Let's fish go to the weary
Come to the poor go to the this place
People come young and poor
Let us go to the rebels go to the saints
Come to the harvest enjoy
Autumn grapes splash up mash up
The fruits of your labors smash up the potatoes
Pour on the gravy stop on a dime
Sop up those juices all around your plate
Eat the full blessings at the Lord's supper
Come less congregate
10/18/17
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2017, 2020
Categories:
smash up, analogy, appreciation, caregiving, humanity,
Form: Dramatic Verse
All they want to do is like threat, threat, threat
and take your money,
They call and text like debt, debt, debt,
where’s my money?
They say, I’d say
you ought to pay,
today today,
sort it today!
I’ll get my guy to come to yours
and smash up windows cars and doors!
All they want to do is like war, war, war,
and it ain’t funny.
They’re all the same like fool, fool, fool,
think I’m a dummy.
They lent to a friend
they thought they’d frighten,
They ain’t sending men
making me have to defend.
So all I ever think is like shush, shush, shush
you do my head in.
I’m not a person you like push, push, push
without regretting!
I say, don’t say
empty threats my way,
either shut up or play!
I say, I say.
*inspired by a recent conversation with a friend about his situation. Rather he than I, I say I say (2/2/2018)
Categories:
smash up, character, people, power,
Form: Rhyme
Outer Space.
The stars at night shine so bright, what mysteries do they hold ?
Men go off in their silver machines to seek out new planets never seen.
I gaze so far but cannot see the wonders the universe must hold.
The earth floats like a blue marble, the moon our neighbour, but not made of cheese as we where lead to believe.
Apollo 15, the astronauts saw its, crust was dust, craters, and valleys, rocks.The earth's shadow spreads her face across the moon like a smile.
The big bang, a smash up in space, cosmic dust, gravity, sunlight, liquid, water,
life, the goldilocks planet, how did it happen ?
Brian Strand.
Categories:
smash up, universe,
Form: Free verse
Around this cold time of year, exactly
two week before Christmas,
I jot down names on a pad
for my Christmas list of gifts
sent to me from The Salvation Army,
and it clearly says: " Please donate what you can! "
I hop into my car and drive off
to the nearest Shopping Mall,
and my chart will have winter boots, scarfs, pants, socks, coats,
wool gloves and hats and personal commodities for all;
no nothing I will buy for myself...
thinking of the needy not having to wear those worn-out clothes!
I'm not trying to impersonate any Santa asking for donations,
and though it's Christmas, one must look around with sheer thought
and spot out-stretched hands and give out of the goodness of one's heart;
smash up your piggy jar and use all the money you saved for emergencies!
Snow may not thrill many not looking forward to a jolly Christmas Day,
at least, some will have something to keep them warm where they lay!
Isn't expressing love another caring way of giving those perfect gifts?
Doesn't that poor man rejoice by singing a carol once frozen on his lips?
Entered in Deb Wilson's contest,
" The Perfect Christmas Gift"
Written by Andrew Crisci
Categories:
smash up, christmas,
Form: Rhyme
Written August 5, 2011
Why don't these constellations follow me
Smash-up mercy disease
When you go outside to find the light
In the middle of a cold dark night
Is when I'll ask if all your dreams are dying out
You only got one dance left to rid this dreamer's disease
Hey you over there
Do you give up more than you give
All my friends keep breaking down in two
Is there really any reason to live
When you can only get as much as you give
Davey lives at the end of the sea
So sink on down and look him up for me
And when the curtain's falling
Morning's calling
Won't wake up you got the dreamer's disease
Won't wake up you only get what you give
Categories:
smash up, absence, dark, day, dream,
Form: Lyric
[NOTE:This is just a bit of silly fun]
Beat out this rhythm baby,
You can surely do it baby,
Beat out this rhythm to the clock!
Beat out this rhythm baby,
There’s no room in it, for maybe,
Do it, with a goofball in a sock!
There, is no room for error,
We can pull this off together,
Beat out our rhythm with your sock!
If you feel you cannot play,
Try it out, another day,
Our rhythm will, never cease to shock!
So:
Beat out our rhythm baby,
There’s no room in here for maybe,
Never mind those people who will mock!
Beat out the rhythm baby,
Do it like your acting crazy,
Smash up everything that’s in the shop!
Categories:
smash up, funny
Form: Rhyme
You remind me of a Rock Star.
Only without a microphone or drug habit.
You've got that aura of a punk chic persona.
Just as I lean over the album cover to snort another line,
I am surprised that I do not see your face staring back.
In a perfect world;
You'd play guitar and smash up hotel rooms.
Pushing a single strand of red out of your eyes
And tucking it neatly behind your ear,
You lean into me with hugely dilated pupils
And whisper; 'What is with the trainers?'
I shrug my shoulders and mumble; 'It’s an Ibiza thing.'
Clicking the heels on your cowboy boots together in unison,
You mouth the words; 'Pass me a pen.'
'I do not need your name on the side of my trainers
To tell me that you existed this summer,' I reply.
You smile. And I whisper to myself.
'I wonder if she will remember me when she is famous.'
Categories:
smash up, love, me, me, drug,
Form: I do not know?