Steaming Poems

First Cuppa in Morn, Steaming

The air slowly fills
with curly pungent wafts of steam
billowing up from a 
hot freshly brewed cup of coffee.
Raising the baton to 
conduct the dawn chorus 
of bird songs and plans 
mulled to begin.

I love to see and feel
the ringlet tufts of steam
getting up my nose, blurring and 
opening up my eyes,
like a curtain raise,
to conduct the symphony to begin.

The trills and tweets,
chirps and cheeps,
whistles and trills,
caws and chortles,
are all entwined and garnered  
in the first sips, of the first cuppa,
taken at wake of day.

The steam and songs 
unspool a cotton thread of
memories and reflections, 
hopes and fears,
to be weft, warped,
shuffled and shuttled,
through the loom 
to weave the coming day.

steaming breath

withheld in winter's breath is the steam of spring curled up to
be expelled

Sloth Steaming Sin

Sloth’s Steaming Sin


Sluggishness slitters solely straightforward 
Sedentary survival styles scold, strain
Self-centeredness - sloth’s shinning standard 
Squandering silvers… spiritual sprain





July 21,2022     11.31pm





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Proverbs 19:15 
Slothfulness casts into a deep sleep, and an idle person will suffer hunger.

Sin of Sloth
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California Steaming

One look at a map ought to have shown
What politicians ought to have known
Yet not one would say
Its foolish to lay
Oil pipeline in an earthquake-prone zone!

Steaming Sidewalks

steaming sidewalks
terrorizing cats and dogs
injuring their paws

my shirt is soaked
sweat running down my back
one hundred degrees

autumn welcome
where is october 
i yearn for her breeze

Steaming Nostrils, Rip-Roaring Loud

STEAMING NOSTRILS, RIP-ROARING LOUD

you know a great movie when you press your own palm
over your mouth, eyes pop, breath rasps
open the gates, all of them
Jurassic Park

12/16/2018

Steaming Melancholy

That warmth of water

                              and your thoughts

                   Soothing my soul aching for so long

Steaming Love

I have loved
And I have turned away
From steaming love
Brought fourth upon a silver platter
But then he served me seconds on gold
With sparkling sensuous diamonds
Just for me to say
Surely this time
You have gone and done it
Tipping the scale of mediocrity
did you hope I'd dance with conformity?
While you rest snug with my love.

*

Steaming In Sweets

Florida’s steaming sun comes into play
Even on the joyful Easter Sunday

An Easter basket prepared with great care
Wee Wendy eats before saying a prayer
     In ninety-degree heat
     Ah, the taste’s so sweet
Blonde it once was, but now brown is her hair

Li’l Adam tore through his basket too fast
Chocolate bunnies and eggs downed in a flash
His folks had hoped the Easter treats would last
But to the bathroom, Adam had to dash



*Couplet, Limerick and Quatrain
Written April 15, 2014

Dancing Ballerinas On a Pile of Steaming Alien Shi,T

f*ck justin bieber 
f*ck harold and kumar 
f*ck huey lewis 
f*ck star trek 
  
  
  
f*ck everything that isn't classical music 
f*ck art that doesn't make sense who the f*ck would pay 
5 billion dollars for splotches 
of 
paint 
  
  
  
f*ck mariah carey 
f*ck reading books 
get a kindle god dammit 
it's 2012 
and people still read books 
and listen to the beatles 
what the f*ck is wrong with you troglodytes

Steaming

Steamy August night  
Smoldering, passionate love
Quivering release










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By: Rollo West

Whole and Steaming

Whole and Steaming

	Dingle, Ireland

The bathroom carpet,
wall to wall, is blue,
the lightest blue,
to complement
the bowl and ceiling.

Apropos the moment: 
I bend the waist
and heave the gristle
from last evening's steak.

Tomorrow I shall row again
to see those ancient men
in caps and coveralls
stand like statues
while they talk
and tap gold embers
now and then
from clay pipes
forever glowing. 

I'll go there
at the dinner hour
and see them once again
fork potatoes,
whole and steaming,
from big kettles filled
at dawn by crones
forever kerchiefed
and forever bent.

At dawn you hear 
the women
like a choir
sing their hymns
a cappella
as they genuflect and dip
big black kettles
in the sometimes still
sometimes foaming sea.


Donal Mahoney

Steaming Bowl

Everyone has a steaming bowl of sadness
A bucket of tears
But mine is coated with madness
And sprinkled with fears

We all get one pot
For every sad thing
We cry without thought
For no cheerful bells ring

They keep coming and coming
We can't make them stop
We try running and running
Like robber from cop

But we just can't get away
They just won't go
The tears are to pay
For what we don't know

Every bowl will hit like one big barge...
But I think mine is two sizes too large

The Steaming Train

A train steamed away tonight
Taking you away from me

I arrive at the station too late
To find you gone with the wind's tale

With your forgotten scarf in my hand
I tried to fly to your new land

Formation Steaming, Arabian Sea

Watching the leader through my destroyer’s, Big Eyes
Waiting for signal to execute maneuver
The flashing light comes. “Execute!” my talker cries.
The bridge responds, slowing speed and shifting course

Twenty ships simultaneously make course east
As headings steady, I await the next command
The formation’s wakes clawing the sea like a beast
Another light, I shout the leader’s next demand

These types of close maneuverings, are tricky things
One wrong signal could result in a collision
I rub my eyes, below the engine order rings
Another signal and we dance in precision

Maintaining the columns, we plow, south, south east
All anticipating our next liberty feast

© Copyrights G. Jones 2008

Author notes
Another in my Sailor Sonnet Series.

• Short Steaming Poems
• Famous Steaming Poems
• Best Steaming Poems
• Read Steaming Poems
• Long Steaming Poems
• Steaming Quotes