Best Grabby Poems
A Poem For the Fallen 44: a TributeHeroes of my age in their morning mourn,
Filled with teardrops of pain and sorrow,
They'll be now part of the epic history,
But the cloudiness of who ones's fault still remains a doubt for justice,
When all lies in secrecy,
Can we blame peace and harmony?
Where...
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Categories:
grabby, death, memory, military, pain,
Form:
Free verse
Talking MirrorsI'm a fairly active charter member
of Connecticut's Medical Marijuana Program,
qualifying because I'm also one of the oldest HIV+ survivors in the U.S.
In fact,
not a single cell within my entire organism
would have been brought to you today
without the miracles of chemistry.
So blame Big Pharma,
you would...
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Categories:
grabby, earth, health, humanity, humor,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The PicnicThe little pygmy named Pixie Poggly was quirky queenly quaintly and quickly, but rarely ever really did much can't you see.
Until one day, a raunchy rascal quaintly and shrewdly, Skinny and slippery that he was, came out of the foggy, smoggy, Smokey, sparsely woods to...
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Categories:
grabby, adventure, celebration, confusion, fantasy,
Form:
Alliteration
The Snicker Giggle DanceTHE SNICKER GIGGLE DANCE
Written for my friends Mel, Anna, Beverly and Michael
Jumpy Claps
Clappy hands
Giggle Chuckle
Cackle Cackle
Snicker Snort
Grabby Hands
Laughlegigs
Snicker Giggle Cackle Chuckle
Snicker Snort
Giggle Snort
Happy Snoopy dance
Clappy Hands
Jumpy Clappy Giggle Cackle
Giggle snort
Snicker Snort
By Dog™
Snoopy Dance
Happy Snoopy Dance
Giggle Snicker Snoopy Cackle
Happy dance
Clappy Hands
***
© Darren White
January 13, 2017...
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Categories:
grabby, friendship, fun, funny, happiness,
Form:
Rhyme
Summer BuzzFlies and moths and wasps and bees
Flit among the summer trees
Searching for, while they’re in flight,
A proper place to take a bite…
Or use a stinger, poised to stick,
(Or grabby claws, if one’s a tick).
Whatever creature’s in their way
May find them hard to keep at bay.
We...
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Categories:
grabby, insect, summer,
Form:
Rhyme
When God Deals Trump In LemonsI think I recall
way back in balmier lemon-delivery days,
which already feel Golden Ruled
and Ratioed
and Elixired
by comparison,
when the Affordable Care Act
was referred to as the Democrat Agenda
for universal health care,
and Paris signatures
were discussed,
even polemically,
as the Democratic Global-Spreading Agenda
for climate health
as contrasted to the Republicans
for more aristocratic...
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Categories:
grabby, caregiving, christian, culture, health,
Form:
Political Verse
Read This Fast!So we’re going on a picnic with the pygmy, Pixie Poggly, being the quirky queenly
quaintly quickly person she is and her friend a raunchy rascal reverently named
Andy Bailey. As you remember he was in the Aussie army association, barely
battling the banshee that...
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Categories:
grabby, adventure, animals, confusion, funny,
Form:
Alliteration
Inside V Outside StrategiesWhen Donald Trump
ran against very Presidential Obama,
that he did not look
or sound like a win/win public sector leader,
or even commit to expanding healthy democracy,
worked well for him.
His favorite public relations strategy
is to win first place coverage on the evening news
by whatever entertaining means available.
This helped...
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Categories:
grabby, america, bullying, business, health,
Form:
Political Verse
Wildly Domesticated MindsI wouldn't call Bill Plotkin's WildMind
unmitigated Wild RightBrained,
nor would I call his WinWin therapeutic thinking
with PositivEnergy feelings
entirely LeftBrain domesticated, diminished
Commodified, capitalized,
colonized and conquered,
deduced and reduced
down to a slow-grown dark pearl
of Negative YinEnergy
seduced by Yang Supremacy
yet still resiliently whispering
Sweet-felt nothings
to speak of dipolar Wild Risks
are also...
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Categories:
grabby, bullying, destiny, earth, health,
Form:
Political Verse
UtopiaI see just like the existence of very bright daylight,
A community sharing, caring, rationally bright;
Unified under the shelter of love and brotherhood,
Freed of every contemptible wickedness and falsehood!
I see citizens, like angels, hover around happy,
None selfish, deceptive, dishonest, greedy and grabby;
Harmony, like the movement of...
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Categories:
grabby, imagery, imagination, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Nurturing DesecrationI think about how to defend and protect
conservative MidWestern and Southern women
from MeFirst grabby pastors
and bosses,
bullies almost all growed up
within Patriarchal-Dominant root systems.
It must be difficult
for GoodNews nurturing Matriarchs
to take on religious education functions,
teaching spiritual safety at home,
and/or natural self-defense
of sacred dignity
at church
and...
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Categories:
grabby, addiction, anti bullying, health,
Form:
Political Verse
Phoenix ExpandingNo grabby
Material axis-
Astounded this fundamental
Fact of blistering depth-
How meaning wraps inside
Taking hold as you open
A netting to be grazed
By the spirit of nuance
Our fruit grabbing, knee jerk flattered
And upward rejection keeps
Consciousness at its sliver
Like Pavlovian organelles
Somewhere back the atom-split
Nietzschean absurdity left
Our borders bulging
With nothing...
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Categories:
grabby, allegory, passion, political,
Form:
Free verse
Cobwebs - YeechhhkCOBWEBS……..
yeechy, sticky, clutchy, grabby
freakin’ COBWEBS
SPIDERS…..you can get even with spiders
but COBS….
YES…..COBS…..
those invisible little
COBWEB makers…..
OH, and GRUBS…
nothing like reaching into the soil
and unearthing one of those
…..little darlings……
YEETCHH…..makes me do
that freakin’ shiver dance…
y’know……like you’re tryin’
to shake a snake outta your pant leg….
and BABY BOOGERS….
GAWD…..don’t even get me...
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Categories:
grabby, humor,
Form:
Free verse
Death Is Such a Difficult TimeJaycee’s baby blue cowgirl boots were grabbed up by two friends.
Her mother said “sorry, you cannot have those. Too many memories.”
They dropped them and went for some other things.
One was carrying her favorite stuffed kitten.
The other was holding her Bible.
Maybe I am not ready to...
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Categories:
grabby, death,
Form:
Narrative
The World According to CatI am a cat, at home I’m Ollie
But fellow cats know real name
“Intrepid Vic”, I dig that, golly
Grey tiger, finest at his game
I am the boss around here
Them humans lacking any wit
In house of mine they live, oh dear
We take up space in even split
They’re...
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Categories:
grabby, cat,
Form:
Rhyme