Tape Poems - Poems about Tape

Treasure of Tape

measuring
masking
duct
Scotch
painters
carpenters
tape

tapeworm
tape firm
tape recording
tape rewarding

wordplay
word say
tape

Scotch Tape Sweepstakes

Scotch Tape Sweepstakes

The easy to handle
sticky sided material
made of a variety of materials, including
cellulose acetate, polypropylene,
PVC, and adhesive
(alluded to in the title)
applied in an innovative manner
allowing, enabling, and providing me
the means and ways to affix paper bags
artfully, carefully, and gingerly
paper folded over school books,
which requisite book covers
(Trader Joe's bags supremely sturdy)
lasted the entire school year,
and

Darn Blue Tape

Across the street, it’s hard to miss,
That fixer-upper in a state of bliss,
With peeling paint and the promise of change,
Yet one stubborn strip remains, so strange.


A sliver of blue against the white facade,
Mocking my patience, making me mad.
Each day it shouts from the window’s glare,
'Look at me! I’m still here! Don’t you dare!'


Time drifts by,

Tape Measure

Tape Measure

The very deep breathing of 
the tape measure continues to 
affect my 
USB holders cha-cha rehearsals.

Sticky Tape

Sticky Tape

My sticky tape roll has an air of 
snobbery and 
unforgiveness about 
her.

Mhm, no, it was just not meant to tape it on my heart tho

So you don't like me right?
But I liked you, like I did really really much
But I don't I am not allowed to say love yet
I should've known you you know so it's okay
Like you knew that I made it obvious right?
Giving gifts and things, my thing right?
But why do I feel like I experienced break

I chose the wrong key and glued it with tape

Red cheeks burning, butterflies turning, I saw you beneath my swearing.
Heard the yearning: ,,Watch out! He's returning", didn't understood the doubt, didn't wanna know churning after hearing *what route he took*, i just did overlook.

That was Then, This is Now

Turn up the radio and ...
It's the same ol' situation, 
The same songs, same band
That raised my generation 

That was then, this is now
Nothing's changed but my age,
And four numbers, somehow
On a calendar's page ...

It happened again today 
In the store where I shopped,
In the restaurant, I heard it play
Proving the 80's never stopped 

That

what do you do when duct tape won't fix it

What do you do when duct tape won’t fix it?
Y’know, when that “I got this” attitude is shattered
When it’s not things, or stuff, or “errors”
That require the questionable solutions of the “fixer”.
Souls are hard to comprehend and come without service manuals
No graphics or guidelines, no “call this number” bailout.
And yet they fail, suffer breakage, weaken

The Mouthy Tape Measure

Santa’s workshop was full of singers of every kind of voice.
The loudest one that sounded like gravel was my cousin Joyce.
She was wrapping and humming, and they all sang along.
We are in the best holiday mood! Said the happy elf throng.

They are off key a listening robin said as he stopped to peek.
We don’t care,

Life Can Be Funny

Life can be funny when one can't see, an opportunity to view things quite differently...
My daughter flew in recently from out west to visit me.
One dark, rainy day we went to the mall.
I was buying her some clothes as I recall..
We entered one store where the lighting was poor.
I browsed around as she shopped some

Old Man From Missouri

There was an old man from Missouri.
Biting his nails, he tended to worry. 
Taping his fingers to stop the bad habit,
he switched to candy wherever he could grab it,
and once he was full, he always got purry.

Sex Tape

Sex tape 
Touch my heart 
And free me from this needs 
I have been watching you 
You look lonely 
Let me be your friend
Allow me closer to your heart 
Cos your beauty is amazing
Despite your sad looks 
You still shines like a morning star
You are the light in my mirror
Each time each moment I see

My Presidio of Tape and Tulips

“love is just passion that can turn.”
sometimes i wonder when people will tire of taking care of me. 
when my mother’s lilting sighs will lengthen as she dabs at my grape juice finger paintings splattered over a white dress like wretched purple stars over a drained sky,
and my sisters will watch my broken bones rock

Moments

Where are those beautiful moments?
Yes, I have heard that asked before.
Can a moment be captured, recorded?
Even on a camera?
A tape recorder?
Would you look at it,
hear it,
feel what you felt
when you felt it?

Perhaps this morning conjured magic
but is now just that moment -
yes, something I felt
merely felt, then.
That is in the past tense.


(May 2022)

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