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Best Bellyaching Poems


Premium Member The Non-Resolver
I’ve been watching my weight since 14,
but with all of the diets I’ve seen,
they’ve become a big no-no.
This here dieting yo-yo
has stopped trying to be super lean!

Other problems I’ll change as I go. 
I don’t need a New Year to say so!
Said a wise sailor...

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Categories: bellyaching, funny, january, new year,
Form: Limerick
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Ms. Rude is still writing her snide remarks
She sounds like a mad dog who barks and barks
Geeze, lady, give it a rest
Your thinking is oppressed
I'm sure some of your undies have skid...

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Categories: bellyaching, humor,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Family Trip To Mars
It’s time to pack the rocket,
Because there’s no need for cars.
For our first vacay,
That’s as far away,
As the wonderful world of Mars.

Yes that’s what the brochure said;
It’s a wonderful world out there.
So grab the yout’s,
And lunar boots,
But don’t forget the extra air.

I’ll always recall that...

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Categories: bellyaching, family, funny, space, vacation,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member The Wound That Never Heals
Science can’t save you, neither can religion,
at least Popper and Niebuhr, philosophers and poets,
are entertainers, which is why actors and athletes
are paid so much. Thanks for the summaries.
I was teaching Shakespeare’s 92nd ridiculous sonnet
to my student who lays blacktop in the off season
Shakespeare bellyaching about...

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Categories: bellyaching, christian, husband, mother, music,
Form: Verse
R and R
R and R

Fan those palm fronds a little faster, boys
As I recline here in dignified poise

I’m Cleopatra, your Egyptian queen
I require the most sumptuous cuisine

Not queen for a day, but for a whole week
Surrounded by tall men with great physiques

Quit your bellyaching, why can’t you...

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Categories: bellyaching, fantasy
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Ramping An Ragging Over a Game Delay
Ramping An Ragging Over A Game Delay

Ramping an ragging
    Ragging and ramping
        f#@~=%*!` ^& 8®?©
            Over a baseball game delay

You’ve been stewing and brewing
...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bellyaching, anger, humor,
Form: Free verse



Motion Sickness

My people love marching!
Attending rain dancing parades,
doing a bunch of fire-breathing talking
Little drummer boys and girls
playing foot soldier pretend grown up
Just defending the truth,
those marionette walkers will yell at you
in designer protest fashion
Motion activate the social activism inert solution
They’re the latest vocal pawns
futilely moving on...

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Categories: bellyaching, allusion, culture, leadership, truth,
Form: Elegy
Premium Member Jeeze You Have Reached Your Limit
Jeeze  You've Reached Your Limit

Jeeze
You've reached your limit
Quit your insane bellyaching!
Before you explode 
~
You can't spring a swing
Not unless   you're in a ring
When you fling your fist
 Like Muhammad Ali's hissed
“Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee”
~
They'll tell you to bring...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bellyaching, anger, humorous,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Association of Chronic Bellyachers
When traveling a stretch of life's highway
Does it feel like it's uphill both ways?
Does it feel like winter's twelve months long?
Do you work like a dog for small pay?

Well welcome to a newly formed club
The Association of Chronic Bellyachers
We meet every Thursday at the crack...

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Categories: bellyaching, anger,
Form: Rhyme
Paper Doll
Paper Doll

She was two dimensional at first
Laid flat
Then folded, eyes  drawn with black
Lips pale pink 
Fragile legs took shape then speed
She ran out of her mother’s stomach
The mother didn’t feel the pain but just the tickling
So she laughed a bellyaching laugh.
And run down her...

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Categories: bellyaching, baby, beautiful, imagery, inspiration,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Association of Chronic Bellyachers
When traveling a stretch of life's highway
Does it feel like it's uphill both ways?
Does it feel like winter's twelve months long?
Do you work like a dog for small pay?

Well welcome to a newly formed club
The Association of Chronic Bellyachers
We meet every Thursday at the crack...

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Categories: bellyaching, angst, humorous,
Form: Quatrain
Who Stole the Strawberries


Trust is such a deliciously sweet thing
				     Who				
			     stole
		       the
strawberries?
Make the yellow-bellied canary sing

Confidence lost in an abandoned mind
Smoky sulfur 
and silica methane ...
uptake of noxious fumes to the brain

Pinning blame...

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Categories: bellyaching, imagery, mystery, symbolism, trust,
Form: Free verse
A Violette Poem - Self Discovery
Self Discovery
A
Violette Poem

sometimes I remember
our time in September
that became an ember
Faint memories

it's unforgettable
not understandable
We aren't valuable
gone centuries

I gave you everything
my love was bellyaching
you don't give anything
wasted journeys

your love slipped from my hands
please stop violent chants
your downgrading commands
angry flurries

from sunny to aching
I am slowly breaking
stop your...

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© Sam Tab  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bellyaching, betrayal, heartbroken,
Form:
Land Filled With
Plague of lies,
froggy croaks untrue
Swarm of flies
surround Capitol dungHills
Infectious hope buzz kill:
Leftover piles of shill legislative bills
that don’t do  do right

There should be no nose mystery,
stink of deceit fills the land

Brown lip locust wings
avarice ride 
on a grifter breeze
Devouring all of the green
Dissimulation policies...

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Categories: bellyaching, metaphor, perspective, political, truth,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Uncommon Desire
Assimilated hope was slowly dying,
it was a famine time of charity — 
A moral plague that persisted four centuries
The stench of hatred hung heavy
in the unforgiving air,
as the spittle of anger reigned
over barren hearts

Letting stunted promises drench hollow souls,
whose thirsty craniums
were filled with epidermal fear...

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Categories: bellyaching, angst, hope, muse, perspective,
Form: Dramatic Verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry