Best Petulance Poems

O' flatulence                       ...

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"Until an hour before the Devil fell, God thought him beautiful in heaven."

A thousand, million years had fled
then thousand million more,
yet it was still the...

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They place my vowel
Under barren landscape

Sipping from cracked porcelain cup
Of an alienated heartbeat

Devilish grins
Slapping Karma’s bottom,
A quarterback’s misguided win

Liar’s prophetic retinas glaze
With metric, disciplinary ruler

They...

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Meretricious Spirit

This spirit is modern society’s cancer
Replete with rank, flashy vulgarities
Pervading our social fabric and soul
Unbridled, unbowed, unapologetic;
It can be a curse to mankind itself
Engulfing...

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Staring, vapor locked, at my Hammond B-3 console organ, which dominates my 
kitchen.  Surely a symbol of my madness.  I can't help, but...

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I will be there for you any time you need
I cannot say whether you'll do the same
Whenever your heart may bleed
I'll be whispering your alluring...

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Did you see the Mexican wave,
At the game of nil inspire.
One chance, one brilliant save,
Nothing setting this match on fire.

A rush of blood, a red...

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Not I, Then Who



Another blood bath. A bubbling bunch of innocence      
Shot down by an ogre, in brutal arrogance; ...

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(Just for fun, folks - and a nod to Old English)

Wat?!?

No jovial banter? No easy give-and-take of rivalry? Naught there be a good-natur'd ribbing between...

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Oh My,
How Sweet You Look,
Eating The Lovely Things I've Grown,
In My Bountiful Garden,

The Sweat On My Brow Stings My Eyes,
As The Sun Warms My Petulance,
Your...

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Clad in his double-breasted royal toga
Filled of nothing but pride and anger
His face as grim as a Pallbearer’s
His gaze dreadful and fearful like that of...

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Sophisticated

Simply superb in sensitive situations
Obviously oblivious to opulent objects
Particularly passionate pondering petulance
Happy at home having guests in her humble haven
Irresistible impressions of immaculate elegance
Softly silently...

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In furrowed ground we plant the tiny seeds
Each one a grain of God’s divinity
Promises of bounty yet to be
Under rain and sun – waiting patiently

With...

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Oh my gosh I have another view on those poems I posted an hour ago,
About the break up with my boyfriend and the color of...

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Wat?!?

No jovial banter? No easy give-and-take of rivalry? Naught there be a good-natur'd ribbing between courteous competitors? Nay a rusty-edg'd petulance on propriety's behalf? No...

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