Best Prattled Poems
I Had a Martini: Ok, Maybe Four...It'd been one of the most bizarre days; downright crazy
so I had a martini, maybe four, so things got kinda hazy
I fumbled in my wallet so I could pay my pricey bar tab
Friends thought I had too m......
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Categories:
prattled, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Growth Part I...Like babies do, I crawled along the "path of life",
Then "toddled" my way without much strife.
Walking now upon stronger limbs,
Many adventures reeled in like films.
I bit, I tasted, I tore, I ......
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Categories:
prattled, childhood, feelings, grandchild, happy,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Leaves...Whispers as the trees gently swayed,
Each leaf having their own story to tell,
Millions of voices quietly Jabbering,
Incomprehensible to human ears
They prattled to each other,
Sometimes as peop......
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Categories:
prattled, poems,
Form:
Personification
The Slovenly Slovene...In an attempt to establish an uncertain linkage between 2 parables,
Ivo Torena resorted to impress his colleagues all night long; hence,
awkward as a cow on a crutch, he was cowed into pilfering ba......
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Categories:
prattled, assonance, aubade, beauty, confidence,
Form:
Verse
The Hardware Man...I walked into the hardware store,
A place I’d never been before,
And knew that I would surely find
Exactly what I’d had in mind.
The narrow aisles were like a maze
Which led to crowded wall di......
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Categories:
prattled, people,
Form:
Rhyme
He Smiled...I met a man -
one could hardly deem old.
His smile was warm, yet
his hands were quite cold.
I asked the gentleman:
“Do you remember my name?”
I queried the chap:
"Do you know why I came?"
......
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Categories:
prattled, father
Form:
Rhyme
Jewish Rhythmic Elemental Summoning Dance Music...Fool an i
we lay so incredulously
In a love....
That it seems our sorrows rest in mind
and all is enabled,
now we able,
to weave mesh of this light as we bind...
seemingly caught up in webs of time.
......
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Categories:
prattled, allegory, education, friendship, hope,
Form:
Transcendental Trauma...Their elan and their eclat only made my ennui bloom
It made me long, made me yearn for the womb or tomb
When given carte blanche by the dilettante masses
I found my creative spirit to be lacking......
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Categories:
prattled, allegory, analogy, art, image,
Form:
Rhyme
Stormy Christmas Eve... A Stormy Christmas Eve
It had been snowing all day and
the skies were looking glum.
My mama started crying when
the mailman didn’t come.
Tomorrow would be Christmas Day;
Dad said......
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Categories:
prattled, holiday, christmas, brother, old,
Form:
Narrative
Him Too, Or the Drowning Femenist, Part Ii......He flipped through the paper he’d bee given,
And saw the name ‘Ms. Karen Mallory,’
his mind reeled again, incredulous,
that was the girl he had saved by the sea!
Soon enough he was dragged i......
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Categories:
prattled, abuse, anger, beach, dark,
Form:
Narrative
She Prattled At 25 Mph With Gusts Up To Ninety...There was once a lady named Babs Bower
Who lived 'cross town on a street called Tower
She could talk you to death
Not coming up for breath
Gabbed with gusts ......
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Categories:
prattled, humorous, woman,
Form:
Limerick
Shine...In a serpentine like arabesque line entwined in her green eyes
Earful of stories engraved under the skin
Unseen, rather fairly thin!
As we prattled along that summer evening prolong
All the pleas......
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Categories:
prattled, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
Stormy Christmas Eve...It had been snowing all the day and
the skies were lookin glum.
My mama started crying when
the mailman didn't come.
Tomorrow would be Christmas Day,
Dad said, "I'll ride to town."
He put his w......
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Categories:
prattled, adventurechristmas, old, home, christmas,
Form:
Narrative
The Cowboy Way...why oh why'd I have to be a cowboy
Riding on the range like Roy and Gene
Singing in the saddle with their guitars
Strumming to the humming
Of the sons of pioneers
Young boys were shooting rust......
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Categories:
prattled, cowboy-western, introspection, life, on
Form:
Cowboy Poetry
Broken Faith of Faith...This man was there when I breathed first life,
This man was there when I took my first steps,
This man was there when I ate my first staple meal,
This man was there when I walked from a crawl,
......
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Categories:
prattled, inspirational, life, philosophy, faith,
Form:
Free verse