There once was a sensitive vicar,
who said, "I'm not one to bicker,
but the peal of that bell,
makes me feel quite unwell,
and plays merry hell with my ticker."
An incensed old soul by the spire,
preaching incense-igniting to the choir,
exclaimed, "There is but one catch,
when striking a match,
don't set your surplice on fire."
A parson spoke from the nave,
"Spend all you can, do not save,
if you've spilled all the sands,
and still have time on your hands,
you can't take it with you to the grave."
A wise minister in the kirk,
enlightened, observed with a smirk,
"When it's dark out there,
put your hands in the air,
as many hands make light work.”
Categories:
bicker, humorous, philosophy, poems,
Form: Limerick
My Wife
Let me tell you about my Wife who's an amazing blend of sugar and spice and everything nice.
She Loves me in many ways even if she drives me crazy insane she's my rock, my shield Maiden my very own G.I Jane.
She has class, she has sass, a smile so bright it knocks me on my ass, Her heartfelt embrace and gentle caress turns my heart into a puddly mess.
We may bicker we may fight I still love my Wife with all my might, my soul and my heart she has gripped very tight.
A Wife who any Man would be lucky to have at his Side and She's mine, Like Soulmate Cranes may our Love continue to Soar through the skies over rough terrains.™?©?®?
By Shawn Muñoz
Categories:
bicker, for her, inspirational love,
Form: Rhyme
From dusk to dawn they'd bicker
Their words were strong with liquor
They met their death from whiskey breath
Who knew that'd kill em' quicker
Categories:
bicker, death,
Form: Rhyme
It’s your birthday? Forget the cake and cheers.
Let’s slice up a piece of life and dive into the tease.
No fancy decor can match the warmth we bring,
Just us, sharing secrets like agents in a fling.
In a world of chaos, everything blurs outside,
Oh, how I would rant through my rage on a long, tiring night.
Pouring out struggles, sharing troubles and delight,
You listen, filling my heart with warmth and ease, my guide.
Yet in our childhood, those sun-soaked, endless days,
We chased each other like fireflies, lost in playful ways.
I can't imagine us as adults, so far from that sense,
For the mini-version of ourselves lingers in my brain.
The special bond we share, I know, others must see.
Sisters often bicker, but we let it be.
While they fight and criticize, we just go with the flow.
Who needs a party when we can roam the aisles,
Pretending to be food critics, savoring snacks with smiles.
Categories:
bicker, birthday, books, happy birthday,
Form: Free verse
Christmas hasn’t felt the same since 2018, one big family sitting under the Christmas tree, when I still believed in magic, and I never knew the next year of my life would become tragic, opening many presents, with more missing people, it’s like they never showed up and never stayed for the sequel, come by and show your face and off they go back to their place, back home where the people fit with the letters, but sometimes I think my family ended for the better, the door was always open, but you were still behind yours, Christmas came around and I was looking at 2 doors, the smile on my face that I put on for Christmas Day, those lonely thoughts I never let get in the way, the presents I got that I was forever grateful for, the fact no one showed up at my front door, not even you no matter how much I wanted you to, every Christmas there was always a bicker, every Christmas I hoped would end quicker, I was just starting to wrap my head around the fact that nothing stays for long, but now that your gone, your favourite time of year feels wrong,
Categories:
bicker, absence, age, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
at the traffic stop, where good meets bad.
a trickle of sweat runs down, you're not guilty, so you get mad.
you bicker and bicker, but to no avail, the bat in the blue badge made up his mind
you had no reason to overreact, the rage has made you blind.
i have a body in the backseat of my matte black car.
if i act accordingly, surely there's no way i get caught, i can take this thing far.
an inviting eye, and a smile that blinds his eye, the opposition has been fooled.
the fate that had awaited me, has sadly but unironically been overruled.
"i didn't do it" vs "i'm having a good day" was never a fair fight.
nobody with the correct moral compass to tell what is wrong and what is right.
the anger and spite in your voice has trapped you, an innocent soul trapped away, nobody to care.
sometimes the villain wins by doing nothing, and sadly, but unironically their bad deeds leave no one to spare.
Categories:
bicker, analogy, conflict, confusion, destiny,
Form: Rhyme
Oh Mum, was it just too much liquor?'
He added, 'I'm not here to bicker -
and although I don't care,
in the photos i'm there
at your wedding...in fact, I'm the vicar!'
Categories:
bicker, mother son,
Form: Limerick
mother spat
theres too much chat
inside playing ball
swinging the bat
childrren scurried
nervously sat
why do you bicker
behave like a brat
your fathers the same
acting the pratt
here he is now
his worn leather hat
home sweet home
says the welcome door mat
wipe off those grins
your wearing so fat
your punishmet stands
i promise you that
Categories:
bicker, family,
Form: Rhyme
Take stock of whats truly important
Open your heart and eyes
Don’t bicker and sweat the small
Just take stock and prioritise
Injustice runs rife on our earth
Wars, loss, human cries
Despicable acts of cruelty
Just take stock and prioritise
Put your energy into what truly matters
Be compassionate, kind, wise
Focus on being positive
Just take stock and prioritise
In the big picture of life
Let go or ignore small differences that arise
Be the bigger and better person
Just take stock and prioritise
If one-upperence is that important to you
Take a good look at yourself here applies
Give our world, people in need your attention
Just take stock and prioritise!
Categories:
bicker, conflict, humanity, meaningful, universe,
Form: Rhyme
a farmer under a tree
remarked when stung by a bee
seems each september
rain or fair weather
we seldom seem to agree.
Categories:
bicker, autumn, conflict, funny, giggle,
Form: Limerick
It was a cold December night when we finally met in the flesh .
Our souls however had always been intertwined.
When we look at each other in the eyes,
we see a reflection of one another,
distorted versions of ourselves
perhaps.
So different but so alike
We bicker like sisters, but as most mothers do,
you heal me with your words and witty metaphors.
To be continued …
Categories:
bicker, best friend, birth, daughter,
Form: Free verse
A burg in a vale,
Amassed stones and rocks as bulwark,
Assembled stones and rocks as a stack,
Stones and rocks stopping the waters from losing the track.
Waters thrusting behind the concrete rock,
Forcing the stones and rocks to slack.
A slit on a rock transpired,showing a way to break,
Waters dripping through the rock with a crack,
Droplets leaked out of the chink with a knack,
Turning the slit to rift and the rock to wreck,
Moving winds aided the waters to go out of the rack.
Slowly and steadily
Droplets leaped into Water streak,
And the Water streak into a creek with hack,
Waters flowed with fiery speed breaching the barriers with a hefty thwack ,
Stones and rocks were crushed with a great knock,
People shook out of fear when the waters spurted with whack,
And the burg in a vale was flooded and destroyed in vain without any speck,
Like the words in rage from the clefts of lips which are bicker and stark.
Categories:
bicker, extended metaphor, inspirational, simile,
Form: Monorhyme
Seven second serendipitous develop
Macro piano keys maestro, Lord
Ceiling laden with citrus psychedelic
Unsatiated homosapiens flawed
Ghost film fire eye-socket negatives
Kaleidoscope rolls in their skulls
Soiree opaque pink sequin sedatives
Scintillate wicked sinful impulse
Protein hungry industry herds herbivores
Apex predator caves to serpent
Coveted control position consumes pure
Curious article of cruel torment
Sacred score smudged in blood punishes
Hell or Heaven editors insidious
Emit charcoal chuckles, lit match judges
Bicker Bible's pixels ambiguous
Dusk draws hills, halcyon skied silhouette
God made man strive in shadow
Modified paradise prints timely pirouette
Gluttony grabs hanging mangos
22nd February
Sold Fables
Categories:
bicker, anti bullying, bible, giving,
Form: Rhyme
The world watches closely in horror
As our world leaders bicker
Among each other
Fighting for power and control
Which neither will truly have
It's not meant to be because
True power belongs to the Lord
The world is in turmoil
Lies, accusations and finger pointing
All of this for ultimate power
What about "WE THE PEOPLE"
Categories:
bicker, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Tipsy
Lipsy
Too much
liquor
made her
snicker
balk and
bicker
acted
foolish
downright
mulish
shamed poor
Mama
with her
drama
angered
Father
such a
bother
almost
tragic---
then like
magic
transfor-
mation
brings e-
lation
cele-
bration!
October 16, 2022
Categories:
bicker, change,
Form: Footle
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