Best Elbowing Poems

beauty, blessing, January, magic, moon, sunset, winter

A SEASON’S GLOW ©

‘Bastille’ winter-lodes wait anticipating the reserved and affected invasions of the sun’s setting rays, to lay its' mark upon her surrounding ice-capped winter hood--- 
Fortifying ‘arms’ now stand saluting at attention to the expected deluges to...

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After two Pints of Guinness an old uncle of mine in the West of Ireland would 
become very cantankerous. When he went into a bar he would smile falsely to 
pretend he was not cantankerous - after the second pint it crept back in.

His name...

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Down on the pier, the midmorning bright,
Thronged wives, husbands, lovers,
And sons, friends, young daughters,
All eyes perusing the grand and gray ship
In long-simmered hope of glimpsing one face,
One much-beloved grin, among antsy sailors
Arrayed in white jumpers along the tall deck,
‘Til, filing like ants, crew at last...

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brother elbowing for some attention
an inkling of jealousy
her being too darn cute



AP:  Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on January 8, 2018...

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Maybe Tomorrow Night?
                        by Odin Roark

Early last night
thinking got heavy.

Uncomfortable feelings crept in.
The mix was,
I don't know…

Revealing, I guess.

How much?

How much is...

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Maybe Tomorrow Night?
                        by Odin Roark

Early last night
thinking got heavy.

Uncomfortable feelings crept in.
The mix was,
I don't know…

Revealing, I guess.

How much?

How much is...

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Do not stretch out your hand for everything you see
For evil is the eye that makes your tongue seek
A delicious, diverse platter better left untouched
To allow you peaceful slumber and a tummy unclutched.

Let not your tongue hang out for the tasty display
And have you elbowing...

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Wow!!  Mark-down in aisle 8.
Gotta run, I can't wait!!
Fight my way through 
the surging crowd,
Elbowing others is allowed...

Gotta save that 50 cents!
Sure do make a lot'a sense..
Broken rib, small price to pay,
Just think how  I saved today!!!

There's a pile-up of people,
A football player'd...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and throughout all the land,

   Shoppers were swarming Penney's and Walmart without end!

     Wild-eyed mobs were elbowing each other without cease!

         'Tis another annual brawl! ...

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day and night Blattaria of various shapes and sizes 
scuttle with incandescent 
   after glow as flashing blur rises
to fill every quarter of mine cerebral core, when asleep pries
me lids awake with shell shocked horror consumed as curse 
   more heinous...

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The sixty-year reunion
of the class of '55
was quite a celebration
for the ones who had survived...

First came prissy Pomeroy-
then Milford, Meeks, and Moody
who like old crows, perched and cawed
at busty old Miss Trudy

While Trudy curled her lip
and bustled off in mock-huff
(secretly flattered, but still
retaining her outer...

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The house came with ghosts.  
Not the subtle kind, either—no  
wistful sighs or cool drafts,  
just full-blown poltergeist tantrums.  
Cabinets slamming at 2 a.m.,  
spectral remnants of old arguments  
rattling the windows, the smell  
of burnt toast no...

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Heaped in the same organic embryo 
Forget the last ditch effort
To choose beyond the pail
Trading thin-ice thoughts
For a politeness to perpetuate 
The flimsy manner of excuse and apology

Your relationship to One
Like the poise of a rising Sun
That same energy to give or take 
Stacking collapsibles...

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Sowing a seed to make me bleed

Fear is a laden earthen farmer
Dirty is the solemn stain path
Filthy plummet plans of wrath
You break in me a spirit charmer
Sowing seeds of destructive aftermath
Winds of fear slowing ongoing
Sowing a seed you make me bleed, scored
Dirty filthy fear tiptoes...

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Stark realization, I harbor sacrilegious objection...

Against merry christmas premature blowout,
(or otherwise) ejaculation galore burnout,
hence I feel like the odd man out
neither yours truly, nor the missus
spends money and/or
time at checkout

avoid madding crowds like the plague
elbowing, hustling, jostling,
pushing, racing, shoving...
seconds before blue
light special closeout,
though neither of...

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