Best Bicker Poems
You make me want to
crawl out of my skin.
A minute later, I want
to jump on you.
You tell me that you love me
and then all hell breaks loose.
I want to hold you and yell at
the same time.
Scream at the top of my lungs;
"Are you even listening?"
Then you reassure me that
you won't give up.
A minute later, we're
at it again.
Trust is not the issue,
we are. Distance is.
For this to stop, we
need to be together.
But what if this happens
in person?
Will we argue until we lose
our breath?
Or will we hold onto each other,
until it is over?
Just yell,
but make sure you hold me after.
a farmer under a tree
remarked when stung by a bee
seems each september
rain or fair weather
we seldom seem to agree.
There once was a sensitive vicar,
who said, "I'm not one to bicker,
but the peal of that bell,
makes me feel quite unwell,
and plays merry hell with my ticker."
An incensed old soul by the spire,
preaching incense-igniting to the choir,
exclaimed, "There is but one catch,
when striking a match,
don't set your surplice on fire."
A parson spoke from the nave,
"Spend all you can, do not save,
if you've spilled all the sands,
and still have time on your hands,
you can't take it with you to the grave."
A wise minister in the kirk,
enlightened, observed with a smirk,
"When it's dark out there,
put your hands in the air,
as many hands make light work.”
porous pasts pumped
peered pulpy pump
bounty blitzkrieg bursts
leering lanky lurch
lusty lips lobbed
cremating callous cost
masticated memories moaned
trading taunted tone
salient liquid sown
eerie ocean etched
kaleidoscopic churn's cleft
tuning torpedo's trend
haughty horizon hankers
mocking Machli's bicker.
'20:05:02:18:23
Note: Of an oozing ocean and a taunted tiger.
snicker bicker snicker bicker
thirteen is sure they are whispering about her
she feels it is gossip, and probably something mean
snicker bicker snicker bicker
fifteen neither notices or cares
he is exhausted, after staying up all night playing video games
snicker bicker snicker bicker
rude behavior at a funeral
a few evil looks are dashed their way
snicker bicker snicker bicker is all about herself
stirring up trouble is her mission because she is good at it
she keeps going strong