Best Stung Poems


Premium Member Stung Into Life
When the call of adventure dawned on the wayfaring traveller

He sat down at the rock face quite tearful weary and sweaty

Thought about fate meaning and streamed in consciousness

A poet with a license to kill time and serene wavering spirit 


Fond of nature and nurture he looked down a perilous cliff 

Life had been poisonous recently...

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Categories: stung, celebration,
Form: Free verse
Stung
Bob Bills married a lady for her money,
She left because he treated her crummy.
He yearned to play the field
But it had nothing to yield.
Now he has neither money nor a honey....

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Categories: stung, humor,
Form: Limerick
Stung
There was a beekeeper named Floyd
who had thousands of bees deployed.
He neglected their hives
a threat to their lives.
Soon thereafter Floyd became void....

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Categories: stung, insect,
Form: Limerick

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Stung
I feel guilty,
For something I didn’t do,
Am lovelorn,
Hurt beyond measure.
Even after taking an oath of fealty.
The state of me being grandeur……
Isn’t there no more.
I cry like a babe!

All these bog me down,
The pressure within me,
Even the saplings will die by feeling it.
I get this treatment because of the faute de mieux in me
Am ain’t an...

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Categories: stung, betrayal, lost love,
Form: Free verse
Stung By Love
It was no longer a vague errand, 
She was determined to accost him 
She had overcome at last the dread 
Of having to face her painful dilemma 
With a vigorous jerk of her head 
She shook off many a great doubt. 

Never before had she undertaken 
A task more intense or more onerous 
But rather...

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Categories: stung, first love,
Form: Free verse
Stung
One bee out of many in  f l i g h t~~~~
Arrived in my garden in f  r  i
                                 ...

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Categories: stung, anger, fear, flying, funny,
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Mad As a Stung Hornet I Am
I am in my outside office mad as a stung hornet.
It has been so long since I have used this computer
I do not know if it is on or off.
I have pushed the on-off button sixteen times.
Too bad I didn’t push it once and rest my fingers
since it is a rocker switch....

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Categories: stung, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Light Verse
Out Back Stung In Back and Will Not Be Back
While a worker was out back working
he had been stung in the back by a
wasp.

while he was out back
he had been stung in the back
he will not be back...

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Categories: stung, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member A Stung Out Gambler
A high stakes gambler who lives in Marquette
is in Nevada alone and in debt
Now homeless in Reno
behind a casino
he craves just one more game of roulette

2/8/22...

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Categories: stung, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Out Back Stung In Back and Will Not Be Back
While a worker was out back working
he had been stung in the back by a
wasp.

while he was out back
he had been stung in the back
he will not be back...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: stung, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Birds Stung Silent
This morning was
quite unlike the last.
Stooping branches held
no breath of song.
No trills, no calls,
no sudden flutter flaps
of wings beating air.
Silence only broken
by the hushed quiver
that's something's wrong.

The wind lifted to
stir the birds awake,
to shake their perches
off their quiet
interlude, 
but all to no avail.

For the sprays to kill weeds
and baits to kill 
rodent pests as well,
had...

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Categories: stung, bird, planet,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Stung
They surrounded me 
With utter hatred 
Flying in sting
Sting yellow jacket 
Pain and swelling 
Filled my hands
Oh what burning 
These brilliant yet 
Barbaric creatures
Can inflict upon a soul
My innocent composure 
Was just trying to fix
Rotten wood 
Devious yellow striped
Whipper smackers 
Of ill will do they know?
Obviously or they would 
Be equipped with 
Some other form
Of...

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Categories: stung, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Stung
Stung

Is it cupid’s arrow that pierces my skin
or a bite I cannot scratch 
some infernal gnat whose power I’m in
I think of all the ways we do not match.

How easy now to walk away
and yet his voice echoes in my head
his touch, his lips, the memories stay
I want him back and in my bed.
...

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Categories: stung, passion,
Form: Rhyme
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