Best Barb Poems

there is a hidden barb
camouflaged in petal words
I can feel the sting

Eileen Manassian...

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The Buzz of the Bette
last Chip
last Buck
last Hope

The Bill Rex me Blanche
Owen by Dawn
Skip to the Chase
the Butch dude Pat me to the floor
with little Grace he Hectors:
“you Ken Di or go Robin for my Bud”
I Bo and go with the Flo 
ready to Nick...

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That's why you have boot straps, she's heard the old vaqueros say
But she'd throw away all her tomorrows for one single yesterday 
She wishes deep down for a better day somewhere down the road
But for now the grief, loneliness & tears make a heavy load
She's...

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Barb wire fence

 ---I stand in front of a barb wire fence ---
As they taunt as always, from the other side
People who have returned with the dark clouds
Thinking I will stupidly try to cross the fence
You still haven’t learned, I suppose you never will
Pathetic words...

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From within the frost-frozen, bare-boarded, shed
within its loosely hung zee-braced door agape
the spring light peeked.
Warming the woodsheds King’s pine planks
toasting the ten penny nails
popping the planks to a toe-stubbing height.
Door slamming dashes through the obstacle course of cord, 
tinder, rake and hoe;
to the semi attached...

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Great Grandmother Barb
By Franklin Price
02/16/2022

Family meant everything
To you, when you were here.
There came another yesterday
You're a Great Grandmother, dear

All is fine with mom and baby
They are doing as they should
I pray you're seeing them from heaven
Both of them are doing good

Wish you could be here...

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The day i met her
My mind was blown
For in my heart
In pumping growing

She made me laugh
And sometimes we cried
When it all went wrong
We always tried

It's been many years
More downs than ups
She's no longer my kitten
I'm no longer her pup

The girl i met
All those years ago
Has...

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Twisted and tormented
                        You keep things in, you keep things out
           ...

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Stiletto stare, wicked, wild hair, barbwire takes me there
Daggers, switchblades, and razorblades
Wait did I not mention hand grenades
My apologies in Spades
Take me fast, love me hard, you are my ace when it comes to cards
And I will - make you bleed
That is a given, as...

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I saw that Charlene was spitting the dummy
And I knew it due to her tall poppy syndrome
She has always been jealous of Barb
Barb is wearing a chic, posh swimsuit coverup
It looks like it walked down a designer’s runway

Charlene said to me “what a budgie smuggler”,...

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There we sat, a sunny afternoon
The barbie lit, not quite enough flame
Her father fans it, wife tries to explain
Happy families. Two language game
I’ve nothing in common, forgotten their name.

I let myself go, release my sarcastic mood
We’re all inane smiles personified polite
He’s waving at the barbie...

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