Best Squabbled Poems
Me, Myself, and I - (Part 2)Hello Friends... I suffer from Severe Bi-Polar Disorder and this submission was inspired by
actual events that occured during one of my especially critical manic episodes. Be sure and
read Part 1 first so as to get the true gist of the poem and leave...
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Categories:
squabbled, angst, death, depression, faith,
Form:
Narrative
Threshold To MemoriesSo sweet the sight of home’s threshold
Threshold into those childhood days;
Days up the tree we climbed and played
Played and sang, laughed silly, squabbled.
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Kim Patrice Nunez
08 June 2015...
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Categories:
squabbled, childhood, home, imagery, memory,
Form:
Free verse
Bad Day At the Rochester FairIt was an early fall day, some decades ago,
When three of my boys were still young.
Looking forward that year to the Rochester Fair,
An event that was always good fun.
A promise from me I would transport them forth
And attend this yearly event,
Where the food...
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Categories:
squabbled, angst, fun, humorous, kid,
Form:
Narrative
Miles To GoIn the first flight of several young geese, in the migration going south…
The Elder goose honked time to go, and several young ones wouldn’t come about.
They knew everything. And could, naturally, do everything better on their own.
The Elder knew they’d fight as fiercely for their...
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Categories:
squabbled, adventure, allegory, family, happiness,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Glass JarsHave you ever seen your organs on display?
it's quite... mesmerizing
a.... disturbed euphoria if you will
The first item that I gazed upon
was my heart, it's beat
ever flowing in a rapid succession
of strings and multiple palpitations
I smashed the displayed counter
and with my left hand...
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Categories:
squabbled, cool, dark, emotions, gothic,
Form:
Free verse
The Durable Mick Malloy a True StoryIn Jan, nineteen thirty-three, there was man called Mick Malloy
At the time he was an alcoholic and a poor homeless boy.
A young Irish fire-fighter out of work
He left his home in Donegal - to find some in New York.
He fell in with five real bad...
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Categories:
squabbled, history, day, drink, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Feeding the DucklingsThe ducklings waited expectantly,
Hungrily and wearily,
They saw the bread from afar,
Feeding time! Here they came,
The race began,
They flapped and squawked,
Biting and scrapping
Argued and squabbled,
Aggressively they told each other,
Back off it’s mine!
Hunger had turned them wild,
As they all headed to the child,
She stood there,
Innocently...
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Categories:
squabbled, poems,
Form:
Rhyme
Shape of Things To Comeshape up said the circle to the square
you’re a bit rough around the edges
far too closed in for comfort and joy
I can’t help it I’m all full of angles
right ones and wrong perspectives
constant rectangular doom so to speak
look at me I am a ring of...
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Categories:
squabbled, community,
Form:
Free verse
A Chipmunk Named Georgie McgeeHe owned a pet chipmunk named Georgie McGee
who loved to eat almonds while counting to three
little by little he inched his way in
nuzzling sweetly right up to Quinn
who never thought squirrels could live duty free
He ravaged tomatoes and ate little...
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Categories:
squabbled, appreciation, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Weep the Willow SheWeep The Willow She
Bark and Willow
Weeps she to raining
Poses curtained shadows
Behind the water fall of slim leaven branchings
Underneath recumbent grass
Damp on cold spatters
Spreading stains water logged
An unremitting drop of rain
Shaken to drips from the overhang
Her shoulders code the tears
Fall
Leafy roof sweeping down...
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Categories:
squabbled, loss, sadwater, water,
Form:
Free verse
The One Who Had Potential, Part VV.
From the day it seemed that things just got worse,
she started handing with less-than-great friends,
and more than once she was caught cutting class,
more and more Miles could feel his heart rend.
He tired talking to her…so many times,
but there’s so much teenagers just will not see,
after...
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Categories:
squabbled, brother, change, depression, life,
Form:
Narrative
Happy ThanksgivingIt's time for Tom to lose his wattled head.
He's designated martyr for the feast.
We pluck him naked and stuff him with bread
Then roast his hapless carcass whole or pieced.
We carve, dismember, separate his flesh
and pile it high upon a festive plate.
Oh, Butterball you juicy thing,...
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Categories:
squabbled, holiday
Form:
Sonnet
LearningI’m learning a lot, dating Peter. For instance, I have a whole new awareness of how clueless older Americans, like people in their mid-twenties, are about things in the modern world.
I think Peter’s learning things too. Like the other night, I was 30 minutes late...
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Categories:
squabbled, boyfriend, humor, school, student,
Form:
Free verse
Online Musing Mushwithin without and all about
the chickens went insane
the humans squabbled bout the drought...
yet it was so amusing
theirin they're out without a doubt
plain turkeys ran for cover
old mabel sploshed the beans about
and cast them on the table
enough of thought abusing....
online musing mush.....Don Johnson...
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Categories:
squabbled, allegory
Form:
Ballad
Last Sail BurningThere was a fire on the pirate ship
Two parrots flew out like a whip
Returning they squabbled on deck
Feathers flew around—a shot!
The moon came out and drifted
With clouds moving to and fro
Bottles crashed and songs rose
The party continued all night
It was every man for himself
At sunrise...
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Categories:
squabbled, adventure, history, imagination, mystery,
Form:
Free verse