Best Name Calling Poems

adventure, growing up, hip hop, repetition, word play

A ONE STEP AT A TIME ©
Life is but a hopscotch path
Players vying for placement
Rules to follow aground
Tokens...

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I sought a place to post my poems and thought I'd found a fit for me.
At first I was thrilled and felt I belonged to...

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Today is voting day, I must make it a goal
            I'd rather take up...

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*I've been called a 'shrew,' told I am self centered, petty, and a few other rather insulting and invective names, so here is my rebuke.


Who...

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Her wedding day was beautiful, when she wed her beau,
Innocent and trusting, so little did she know
About the man who had stolen away her tender...

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The protests are written from the busy pen
of the one whose thoughts are quite driven
yet she cries "foul" like a rumple feathered hen
when the thoughts...

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Courage is to stand up for another
On social media,
To ask the coward to delete 
The mean
To not show the victim
For feelings might not crush
Or crucify...

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What we had was very intense. From the moment we met you could feel it almost instantly. 
Through the fighting and the name calling and...

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SPIRITS OF THE PARROTS

Two parrots, one red, one blue,
share one large, rotund zoo cage,
just the two of them.
There are plenty of perches,
yet they sit on...

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Head spinning, hands to the brow, eyes searching, nothing is found.
No whistleblower in sight, not here, not there, not anywhere!
But wait!! There’s a crime that...

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 melting snowball 

Fall-out started with the spring-break competition;
Errors were made as team effort slid downhill.
Then when name-calling sparked a partition,
esprit-de-corps broke to a stand-still.

“Butterfingers!”...

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I was so lucky to have found a writing nook,
A place to express my joy, sorrow, and pain.

I wear my heart on my sleeve, an...

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There once was a bully named Jim.
He made people cry on a whim.
He was big, bad and mean
And had a name-calling machine,
because he was not...

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David’s Song

Little one, I have watched you growing;
Seen the joy of life stolen from your very soul;
Seen the wonder of your world disappear into a...

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I have nothing to say
I tell myself
Inside my brain is empty
Swept clean!
Nothing being thought
Let alone clever
Then I sense a tension
I know I have walled in
Several...

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