Best Blabbing Poems
You hush, do not rush,
Ears are all around
Like trees in the bush.
Silent is taller
Blabbing is lesser,
Hush! don't blush,
Lips could slander
So ponder before you utter.
Do not let your lips wander
Or else your tongue
Becomes slacker,
So hush... else you crash.
Quiet times are bigger and better,
Fumbling lips are trembling lips
Lacking a proper stand
And ground to land.
Hush!
BY; CHARLES MELODY (Lightning Ink).
Categories:
blabbing, people
Form:
Rhyme
I'm dreaming of a little girl
running around my house
wiggling her butt as she eats
the fanciest cake I ever made
I'd like to see my little girl
crying as she walks towards me
hugging me tight and tell
how she misses my kisses
Oh my little girl wearing a pink dress
trying to utter her first word
blabbing until she realizes
she said "dada" for the first time
I'm pondering about a little girl
Has a resemblance of me
Wishing we'll grow up together
Till she becomes a poet like me
Write better poems and tell more stories
I'd like to see her doing her first time
From an innocent damsel to a professional one
Till she finally gets married to her prince
I'd like her to be at my side
Be the best daddy I ever could be
LeiStrauss2017
Categories:
blabbing, baby, father daughter, giggle,
Form:
Narrative
IT WAS LONG TO STRONG
AN IMAGE IS CAGE
VERY RARE TO HEAR
A CAMEL IN THE ILLUSION
OPAQUE BY A THING OBJECT
DECLARING A TINY IMAGE
ILLUSION, VERY HEAVY
OBSERVING THE THIN OBJECT ALONE
WHAT A BIG ILLUSION!
VIEWING HUNDRED KILOMETERS
FOCAL LENGTHS OF MEASURE
LEST THE IMAGE; THE CAMEL
ERECT IN THE ILLUSION
OBSERVE THE PIN ALONE
A PIN, AN OPAQUE OBJECT
TO THE MIGHTY CAMEL
WHILE VIEWING IT ALONE
THE IMAGE OF A PIN IS SEEN
APPEARS NOT THE CAMEL’S IMAGE
SURFACE YES, REAL, ERECT THE PIN
IN THE AGE WE GUAGE
PLANNING FOR THE WAGE
VIA THE CURE OF AN ADAGE
PREFERED TO ACT A PAGE
BY PAINTING THE STAGE
WITH A COLOUR, A BEIGE
BEAUTIFUL! CONFIRMED THE RANGE
AN INSECT FLOATING
ON SURFACE OF WATER
ACTING PRACTICALLY, IS HE
IT IS HE THAT DID THE DREAM
ARGUING IT IS NOT SURFACE OF LIQUID
FORGET, IT IS A PRINCIPLE
ELASTICITY OF A LIQUID
ACTING BENEATH
WHICH GIVES SUPPORT
TO THE OBJECT
ON THE SURFACE OF WATER
AGHAST AN INSECT BOASTING
BLABBING BEFORE MANY THEORIES
HURRAY!!! IDID IT, AM DENSER
FROM THE HORSE TO THE BUS
WE RIDE THE HORSE
WE DRIVE THE BUS
A STATE COMES ABOUT
TELLING EACH ADVENTURE
IT CREATES ATTENTION
TOUGHTS OF DIFFERENT AIMS
A GAME OF DISCRIMINATION
A TAME OF INCRIMINATION
WHIRLING HOME IMPLICATION
BROODING OFF COMPLICATION
OH NAY! WHAT AN AGHAST
HEARING BOTH ARE SPEEDY
UHN! NO INCIDENT OF AN ACCIDENT
DISTINCT COME IN AND SCREAM
SIGHED! LESS HEAR, HEARD, OUT OF MAMOTH
THE JOURNEY ROSE ON
CLAMOURING, TIMING INCLUDED
NEEDED NOT THE RACE, CLOCK
YES, A JOURNEY ARRIVED SAFELY
ORGANS RESPOND TO BRAIN
ORPHANS PLAY IN REIGN
ALOUD BANGED! THE VAIN
CLOUDY, ROUDY, IT IS RAINY
SHINY, SCOTCHY IT IS SUNNY
DRENCHED, HEATED SO FUNNY
APPEARANCE OF FUTURE
FULFILMENT OF STATURE
HOPE OF STRUCTURE
HOME OF CULTURE
BOLD AND BEAUTIFUL BIND
BEAST WITH BULLY BUOYED
CALLING EACH OTHER NAMES
THE GOOD
THE BAD
AND THE UGLY
OCCURRENCE IN THE SKY
INFLUENCED THEIR TRY
SCHOOL OF THOUGHT
ADVANCED POOL OF TOUGHT
WORTHY ENOUGH OF SORT
Categories:
blabbing, education, science,
Form:
Concrete
Down by the blabbing(babling) brook
Where daddy lived as a boy
Was a place of quietude and simplicity
But one filled with many memories
Some being beyond my apprehension(comprehension)
Some of the tall tales he did repeat
Like one day
When my aunt's new beau came to take her out for a treat
He knocked 'pon the door and the oldest brother did answer
The beau said that he had come to see Mary where was she
My uncle answered to everyone's disguise(surprise)
She is her bedroom cleaning out her drawers(dresser drawers)
That is when my uncle felt sister was hostage(hostile) and might just tutor(neuter) him when
she returned home from her date to the ice cream store.
A work using malapropisms(absurd or humorous misuse of a word, especially by confusion
with one of similar sound...
Not for the contest..Just for fun...
Categories:
blabbing, funny,
Form:
Free verse
The C.I.A. guy spilled the beans,
Quite possibly, in bed.
He should have stuck to sharing secrets
With his wife instead.
Since national security
Might really be at stake,
He had to quit when they found out,
For who can trust a snake?
Advice to all philanderers:
You shouldn’t take a chance
Of blabbing news that’s classified
When you’ve removed your pants!
Categories:
blabbing, introspection, people, political,
Form:
Rhyme
This here's a story 'bout Billy McPhee
I didn't believe it when it was related to me
Billy's been in trouble since he was small
Criminal or just plain stupid; he's had it all
But one day he came up against something huge
He just didn't have the art of subterfuge
Couldn't keep his secret, he had to tell
You see, into a conspiracy Billy just fell
Now he's blabbing it all over town
The people involved will take him down
What does he know?
Is he smart enough to flee?
Oh, what will happen to poor Billy McPhee?
Categories:
blabbing, adventure,
Form:
Ballad
Have we rebuilt the tower of Babel
With weary words of wireless babble?
Do somnolent thoughts surf synapses
On tidal waves of vacuous verbs?
So tasteless, as baseless, and faceless
Secret voices clamor, “I am here”
In clusters of blabbing barnacles
Encrusted, agape, to the Internet.
Watchers, spectators doing little,
Chasing minutia ever fresh.
Turned into products; privacy shed
In a passive world of dungeon dead.
Endlessly griping over offense!
A cacophony of words intense.
If brevity is the soul of wit
How many tweets will create a twit?
Categories:
blabbing, addiction, devotion, feelings, life,
Form:
Free verse
BACK BATTLES
Back battle begets bleeds,
Bringing back betrayed blood,
Build-up blind believes bestowed
Below background bruises behind.
Birds breakfeed bite bravely
Between body breaking burst.
Be-dragged bed baby-sit by
Beautiful beat-up barbaric beings,
Banish bangle breaks banquette
because beauty bans bandit,
Bandage. Bad-mouthed business before
Blabbing beasts bust-in bravety.
Barrister back breaking business baffles benjamin,
Back-off bring baggaged banter.
Categories:
blabbing, art,
Form:
Alliteration
balloon flew from grasp
blabbing in chaotic flight,
just flabbergasted
Categories:
blabbing, celebration, flying,
Form:
Senryu
Only full of jibber jabber
Blabbing rumbles goppy blubber
Chat so lots it seems a big ole sea
That bellows jiggles up the sunken ladder
Waterlogged a smullen button belly
Swollen tub of lardy squishy goo
If only spit out complitastic words
Scales and skin could sag down too
Not sure if this is right but it was fun...
Categories:
blabbing, fun, nonsense,
Form:
Vogon Poetry
Same fall long cold night
I would love to explain
Face to face in a lovely sight
last unspoken hidden pain
By the whole of our might
Then we may dance in the rain
Oh! Blabbing out it's all right.
Categories:
blabbing, life, light, lonely, love,
Form:
Free verse
Tlaid like Rash' o stabbings,
your voice hisses from your podium of Hell.
Blah blah blabbing.
A one sided Tale, of convenient scapegoats.
The goats of your usual slaughter of throat.
No empathy, only agenda and love's Apathy.
Plymouth Rock striking meteors of cowardly i.e.d.
Trespassers, stowaways, meteors of
shipwreck, leaving a system of a down.
To play ruins in the paths of the Trodden,
the innocent.
No shining fullness of humanity,
no Motherly natal moon of peace.
You are not Freedom Fighters.
You just want to instill your own brand of Tyranny.
Your fool's gold mummification factory of
silenced lips entombed.
Folded arms, guarding pieces of eight,
paid Nazis of Persian purse and Curses
and Nile hate swarm proxies.
Mars in Scorpio in your Midheaven
conjunct Lucifer's Janus Moon.
Talking out two sides of the mouth
while it's full of bread dipped in the blood leaven of deception and feed us its wounds.
Then turn to us as Satellites at High Noon.
Fades wisped to darkness and intolerant gloom.
Those who enslave are at it again.
Same bull, different room of
a Political Whorehouse Saloon.
No condemnation of evil deeds.
At your corner
of One Way on a Two Way Street, Wash DC.
No mention of what doesn't serve
your Oath of Hypocrisy.
Obviously we all have evil Leaders,
responsible for atrocity, stonings.
Some just do not condemn the slaughter
of the innocent in their droning.
Crickets, if the shoe was on the other foot,
you'd use it to squash Christians
(Palestinians and Israeli alike)
as you already do and using your empathy
to the Refugeed "insects of inconvenience"
in convenient (on the heels of)
residual varnished residue, only just, their ruins,
for shielding your truth.
Categories:
blabbing, anger,
Form:
Other
Given up by the woman with an open mouth
speaking words that hammer me deep in the ground.
Why cant women keep romantic gestures
to them selfs insteade of blabbing at the very sound.
I think when women have information their compelled
to yell these words at the top of their lungs.
Positive words seem to dance
right off the top of their tongues.
So now you leave me standing here
holding my cock in the wind.
for that look gave me one opinion
and a different one when you grined.
Now I stand here waiting for an
answer to the question that is presented before us.
So bring me an answer before
the anxioty drives me to bust.
Categories:
blabbing, visionary, words, me, women,
Form:
Verse
The day the sky bleeds Rain
We all dances with Flowers
The day the sun planted sorrow
We wept under the tree of shame
Howbeit virgins become prostitude
Why Our mothers are hungry for touch?
What If tomorrow die before noon?
What if the Babies sing among The kings?
What ears can hear Their noise and blabbing?
Change your imagination and change course
We are all hang here Unblown like the ground
I wish I could love change and humanity
But my pen is still missing can't get my muse
Only my ink can surpress those who hunger
For blood and surpress truth and love
Live once, live life at your own will, misfit.
Categories:
blabbing, age, art, books,
Form:
Blank verse
Inspired by the Onomatopoeia Contest (2024), sponsored by Emile Pinet.
Mid-day invaded my spirits with blah.
I sauntered the path to the coffee shop
and heard my friends blabbing on endlessly,
astir with the recent barista flop.
I swallowed a mouthful of latte,
gagged and gargled with an unwanted flush
of caramel nut crème tickling my throat.
It made my gustatory senses gush.
After much gurgling, I gulped and groaned,
spilling the foamy froth with a loud plop.
My spirits sizzled and snapped
with the luscious last loud drop.
Having quenched my fraudulent thirst
I selfishly, yet successfully, bashed
the doleful doldrums that attended me.
I hiccupped along home and crashed.
Categories:
blabbing, drink, onomatopoeia, words,
Form:
Quatrain