Spare Poems | Examples

Spare the Rod

She whimpers 

She screams

Bad temper

It seems

Mom wallows

Dad screams

Pain follows

Bad dreams

Icarus

'Once you have tasted flight,
you will forever walk the earth
with your eyes turned skyward,
for there you have been
and there you will always long to return,'
wrote Mr. da Vinci (1452 – 1519).
In school I did learn
the plane truth,
and for your information,
it's a collection of spare parts
flying in close formation.
And was it not Icarus in his day
who, in so many words,
was first heard to say,
"Flying is for the birds!"

spare me please

don’t thrust belief on my heartbeat
for I dwell not in lower mind
instead feel love’s magnetic heat
bliss delight which I follow blind
with vibrations of God aligned

a spare row

birds
often have a spare-row
flying
somewhere in the flock

extra
eyes and ears benefit
survival
with respect numbers

in
this or that tree grove
with
residential birdfeeders

ten
birdfeeders running
actively
almost all of the year 

great
for photography and
perfect
when reading/writing

poetry
and philosophy
mathematics
and counting time


len

the spare-row

...'wowza' again...

a spare row of
creatures take...

their last step
every minute of...

time any where
and become food...

yesterday i saw
a hawk take a...

sparrow feeding
in the front hedge...

just a half hour ago
another got nailed...

while i watched so
the mystery is gone...

sparrows will land on
your shoulder because...

hawks avoid us and so
we're predatory protection....


len

The anti-fa-ctual irony'

We must de-industrialise i hear..By some pallid strange
Specimens; let this be clear' in order to devolve to sustain'
We must resort to mass slaughter? Oh the idiocy.' And such
Strain the cattle are creating co2.. its the stuff of creation 
And part of it.' Is that not true.? Yet still we must strive to
Mine lithium ore..Quite a destructive passtime.' To obtain
From raw.? Yet the goal is sustainable farming and such
Like ploughing with horses? And lighting candles well its
Not really that tough.' It can be done.' I'm not saying it
Can't but we'll need all the livestock.' About which some
Rant.' To do the impossible mankind ever tries.' And fads
Are ubiquitous as are callumny and lies.'

Spare Me the Laughter, Please

    Antisemitism is back in vogue
      thanks to a world gone rogue

   Some say it’s a fairly recent disease
      spare me the laughter please

   It’s been around ever since Patriarchal Days
      infecting all of history, an age-old malaise … 

   Why did Jacob flee Esau, journeying to Haran
      Esau would have murdered Jacob, had he not gone

   And who did Jacob encounter at journey’s end
      none other than Laban, at first a ‘good friend’

   Laban invited Jacob to stay for free for thirty days
      though he eventually swindled his nephew in so many ways

   Lied to him again and again, switching his bride on his wedding night
      endlessly changing his wages and working conditions – slight after slight

   Finally told his nephew: Your wives are mine, as are your sheep
      expecting Jacob would bend to slavery without so much as a peep 
  
   But to Laban, Jacob never once did bow… instead he fled
      then challenged Esau’s 400 men, backing them down… 

   Murderous Esau, freedom-denying Laban, cooked up twin recipes
      for legions of antisemites down through the ages, into our century

Spare Change

Can ya spare a little change? 
Purple pleaser, are you a teaser? 
I like to flatulate on the bench 
Where others have eaten their noonday lunch. 
I say, can you spare a little change? 
Clouds race by, I wonder whose winning, 
Who will reach the noonday sun, first? 
I could use a little change around here. 
Whatcha say? Will ya today, change your mind? 
I look around, this ain’t my beautiful world. 
This ain’t my beautiful lamp post. 
This ain’t no wonderful life, after all. 
I say, can ya spare a little change? 
My mind went racing down the subway, without me. 
My body’s falling apart. 
I have no funds for a shave, wouldn’t anyway. 
It’s gettin’ cold around here, winter’s near. 
Almost time to leave, anyway. 
Can you spare a little change is all I say. 
Can ya, can ya today?

Buddy Can You Spare a Dime of Humanity Or Humility

I heard you correct

The first time 

All you ever initially asked for

Was buddy can you spare a dime

But thinking I am so kind

I pulled out and offered you

A $100 dollar bill note instead

Honestly I think for the sole reason because 

So I could lord and let myself

And believe my goodness

Go to my head 

So buddy as little as you may think

You may have or haven't got

What you in fact do

Or will never want

Is anything in fact

From me 

Because what I obviously

Do not possess

Is a single ounce

Of humility

Or 

Humanity

Adult Spare Insults

A long stare at one is plain insult:
I’ve never done that to an adult,
Even one in his dying Renault,
Badly harassing him with some fault,
Wanting to end up in their own vault
Or owner dispatch to his own vault…

But should one adult spare insults,
Who has been offering open assaults
And could on a youth use catapults 
With all their devastating results?

Indeed, respect is reciprocal:
On this never stop being the vocal, 
Your stand points incisively focal, 
Whether in town or a place local…

This for the consumption of the child 
Beginning to sprout wings a bit wild…

The Best Combination For Marriage

For marriage would you seek out a pair?
I humbly suggest you make it fair
Bald head rejoices over long hair,
A guy of stout builds a woman spare;
The bloke with bad eyesight who can stare,
The man always stern any spouse fair…

For wedlock, someone with triple chin
Should excuse a wife with a strange skin,
Women with tongues like the newest pin
For husbands men who’d ignore a din;
The women who dreams of a sweet flat
To shun the man who lies on a mat…

Man organically a tomcat
Not for eve physically a rat;
Man with a poor appetite for sex
Not for women denied it one Ex.

Spare My Pain

We suffer in silence yet our
hearts bleed out loud.

We cry in agony yet we
scream in vain

We hope our hearts, keep our secrets
sealed yet my eyes reveal what my
hearts trys to conceal.

We fight for strength

We battle for bravery

When our soul tires we pray for release

We bruise our heads,
We cut our heals,
we grieve for those we love.


I clutch my heart and threaten to die
for the pain that builds inside.

The Ugliest American President

Views rather point to Nixon,
By far handsomer Jackson!
Nixon’s swollen cheeks did grieve
But views should this to me leave…

If Nixon owned ugly face,
Did the rest of him show trace?

A Beauty Judge would face praise
But owner ‘Not The Crowned’ says;
“Had Straight Legs swapped for The Curved
And not Flat Tummy eyes served…

Back I’ll go to the buddy,
For his body long study…

A cheating face spares body;
Ugly face cheats not body.

Spare Room

I thought getting it out would help me within; But sometimes when I hear my words, I become absolutely catatonic.
 It's like I created a safe room inside of my head, a place where I now go when I remember she's dead. A room with no windows, the walls smeared with sadness. A suffocating force, creating a space where no new life can co-habit.
 I am working on boarding up this room soon so I can allow myself to let go of that gnawing feeling of not having you. I just have to get through the initial sting, then maybe I can participate in my own healing. 
  Like reminiscing of good times, we shared together, instead of cursing your name feeling like you should have done better. I'm marinated in so many feelings, sometimes it feels easier to just forget her and put off this grieving. 
  Without this room that I have made for myself, these thoughts would not be processed cared for and felt.

Spare Me, You

Fear,spare me tonight.
Allow me to feel for the first time this night,
That what I am about to do is right.
Or that what I'm yet to face will be alright.
Let go of my hand that you're holding so tight,
That at day break,all in my heart is delight.
May I have the hopes that tomorrow will be bright,
For the sake of my wellbeing,
Anxiety, avoid me tonight!

Ampurire Anitah

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