Best Blubbering Poems

Bloody rude drunken pen has enjoyed a nib of ink or two, reminiscing on a few 
Bad and ugly times, we both admit at times things were, a bit of a mess, 
All kinds of intertwined, confused but along the way making some progress
On the...

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Where do I start? Ha! I've lost my cool.
Do beg my pardon - I'm a blubbering fool.  
I'm here on behalf of the Soul Deep Express -
To interview you in the hope you'll confess.  

Oh dear - well, at least I'm not being...

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The smell would hit me like a slap in the face 
My daddy was a patient in that place
I would find him sitting in his chair alone
I wished he didn’t live in a nursing home

How I longed to take him home with me
I couldn’t afford...

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Talking to Sara...

Why me

the world weighs heavily on our souls,
though we are encased in  blubber,
our suffering life swiftly unfolds,
the book is balanced brother,

  it seems unfair, for we aren't told,
the reason, pain an suffering,
but logic says, the reason is of old,
a curse endured...

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The night would steal his love away 
across the bridge of the moon. 
He knew that it might try one day, 
But it has come that bit too soon. 

It cut itself a creature, 
From its own satanic cloth, 
And a rider plucked from Hades...

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I feel the bubbling hate
rise from my chest to my face
When I remember the days 
I would sit there, embracing it
you beating my ass in your basement
and don’t blame it
on your ex, cuz you were always complaining
and claiming your behavior’s not crazy
No I can’t have...

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sea lions crying loud 
       orcas don’t sleep very much ~
            one blubbering mess



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I do not know how men many we were
or how we went, what we saw on the way 
nor do I know for what ungodly purport was ours
or what goaded us on into deeper uncharted territory 
despite our tortured souls and aching bodies protesting to...

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That was the partition of body that prepared to rejection
And its dance fascination which loaded with the blubbering
And the tremor of collision with clamor
And the affiliation of the others to their enemies
And the paleness of theirs shapes which sitting in the sight of evil ,...

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Old Spencer, smelling of grippe, drugs, and death, 
he couldn’t bend over to pick up chalk, magazines, 
and failed acknowledgements of stupidity.
He certainly reveled in my foolishness.
“Modern science would still like to know what the secret ingredients were 
that the Egyptians used when they wrapped...

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On that day I first opened my eyes,
The fourth of June, the month you despise.
I saw the tears, your blubbering lies,
your hate-filled speech as you curse the skies.
I was your baby, innocent and pure,
You saw a demon and a need for cure.
So you yell and...

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by Michaelw1two

 Thought, how resounding it is,
 now that everyone is thinking
 mentation drums as mantra,
 at once each considers linking
 reason deemed illogical,
 blessed now with national rethinking
 purpose gathered within this storm,
 save our lives from sinking.

 Political misdirection's blind US,
 to the...

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Oh no! Again she’s been hijacked!
Woe to me, for though her shell is the same:
Dainty and fair; she’s turned a raging maniac!
A blubbering bear and volatile flame
I let the anger subside and the angel come back
to enjoy another month of my dame. 



**For the Quatret...

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Little brother, do stand up high
And reach for my hand
Whilst I wipe your tears

And guide you past my stumbling toys
Like a drunken sailor with a blubbering cold
You latch on tight, like an Octopus bite

And catch my eye with that naive smile
To push-on by and walk...

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Lovers each parted their ways,
Tears cause misty sprays.
Colder grew them both,
Love amid them was now an old growth.

Lovers wear on their poignant face a pair of abysmal drenched brows,
Each parted brow one crumpled, other rumpled as twinge, sonorous it grows.
Their ways parted but for scores...

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