Jiggles Poems | Examples

Mr Wiggles

An old Irish gnome named Mr. Wiggles
Has never ending humor and giggles
His jokes are getting old
It's the same ones he's told
But still fun to watch his belly jiggles

Raindrops Two

Pearly gust strewn across the aisles 
An outpour glistening the view, 
its trickling dash jiggles on boughs 
As pitter-patters kiss my wet cheeks!
And cloudburst spills more potpourri, 
that on one early April shower 

I pirouette with moistened earth's new
garlands--
toes naked tapping a bubbly Congo dance
A merry and primal ritual that refreshes
this weary soul:
An unrehearsed movement ensues, a dribble
of showers tosses my hair as I gayly scream
a belly laughter!

O could I care less? In the thrill of
petrichor, my essence flies in wonderment

channeling this four year -old kid
awakening within!

Summer Chugalug

Backyard dandelions
have parachuted upwards,
        on heavenly breezes.

The mower gave them a kick-start,
then they ascended; some to tickle
            ears and noses.

Ride along garden cowboy,
your straw fieldhands hat,
        is full of sunny sweat.

Old black dog
                  long past its time,
jiggles its hairy hind -
a hot tamale wagging the sky.

                        Small town
brown rabbits scoot the air.

Honeybunch arrives with cold beer.

Soon the gas guzzler
will dawdle, decide to die happy,
its clattering engine
between khaki shorts
sputters
upon a stubby green.

Orbiting Sol
dandelion children
                    return
loaded with raindrops
            to wet the whiskers
of a fat tabby cat.

Now where did lumpkins go?

Under the hedgerow
feline gums yawn wide.

Hot Chocolate Hot Chocolate

Hot chocolate hot chocolate I like it sweet, at Yule time I'll drink it then take a back seat 
beside the old tree where Santa I'll meet they'll be cookies galore for St Nick to eat
as he shimmies and jiggles on two booted feet and a face flushed like rubious beet 
I'll be eager to meet him but I will not cheat as I wait for the daylight now isn't that neat !
hot chocolate hot chocolate with marshmallows too I'll watch the chimney as I quietly chew    
I have coated the bricks with butter and goo so his belly will slide,  
(wink) he'll know what to do !
Down in the manger the angels acrue waiting for Jesus to 
make His debut 
While the Three Kings are offering their three gifts on cue, dear Santa 
I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you 
Hot chocolate hot chocolate I like it sweet, 
but when it comes to Jesus, I won't take a back seat.

Rumbles Goppy Blubber

Only full of jibber jabber
Blabbing rumbles goppy blubber
Chat so lots it seems a big ole sea
That bellows jiggles up the sunken ladder
Waterlogged a smullen button belly
Swollen tub of lardy squishy goo
If only spit out complitastic words
Scales and skin could sag down too


Not sure if this is right but it was fun...

Dad Is My Hero

He was such a beautiful soul
That left too soon for me
His laughter always came through
He reminded me of Santa because
He always jiggles when he laughs
And he would give you his last dollar
He was also a wiseman
His advice was spot on
He was in the world at
A very young age so, he
Experienced a lot that's why
He had a cool nature and was a
Vert fine dresser
He loved his family so much
That when God called him home
He stayed six weeks over

Residual Jiggles

I
Reduced to nothing
But not absolute Zero
I have residual energy
And nothing is not nothing
It has something, always
And we can get something out of nothing

II
The quantum world tells us truths
About nothing: if I am as a quantum vacuum
I have residual Jiggles
So let your jiggles jangle
The Universe decreed it
Nothing can get you down to zero
Out of nothing, juggle & jiggle something
After all, that is the 'nutrino' feeding sunshine

Cancer Patience

A blowing wind spins up from the still and serene
Late at night a summer heat
When the sun’s not there to instigate

Knocks upon the old forest doors
Jiggles handles of Walnut trees
Latch unlatch latch unlatch

Jounces the stars from their blackberry jars
Bread crumbs for the young treasure hunters

Embers of Pied-Piper mice
Scurry from the lady’s midnight fire
Deep to the black woods

She stands up
A scarecrow of cancer
Brings down her arms

Allows the airy wand
To tap her body
Throat stomach thighs

She throws open the door
Lets the wood dance and sigh
With this charged billow of summer magic

Her skin soothes as chambray
Hair grows like wheat in fields
Bones weightless leaves in the trees
Ruffling ruffling

She is free she is free.

I Know My Place

I watch and wait at the foot of the door.
No other place is better than this floor.
When the doorknob jiggles.
My old hairy tail wiggles.
Happy that my daddy is home.

Everybody Needs a Fine Dining Experience

Shadows amid the waves
bird-eye targets,
besties gather for 
a fine dining experience;
aqua splits to pierce
of bill.

Fueling up the old pouch,
a winging pelican riding sea breeze
to sustenance; 
all hook-billed and needing no bait.

Just a hop, skip-skim 
across to side-dish;
let’s have a herring and mullet casserole!
Throat-sack wiggles, jiggles,
down the hatch,
then it’s back to the nest for 
cocktails and a snooze.

Gregarious, the lot of us,
quite a personable group;
flashey-fish’in, eight-foot
wingspan, spots another appetizer;
bank left, wings fold in
a dive-bomb spin...dessert!

We’re aerial acrobats of the coasts;
hop a ship and we’ll perform
for you; no charge.

The Talking Pine Cone

Can pine cones actually predict how harsh winter will be?
If a harsh winter is on the way, pine trees create more pine cones.Thinking if squirrels & birds share their opinion on the coming season, they will collect more pine seeds & stock up ahead of time 

Atop a decorative table a basket of pinecones sit festive and clean 
No resin to speak of no brittle edge left, from the forest of dreams 
A little girl with a tub full of glue stickied and sparkled until two    
Til' a pinecone flew out of the pile and yelled,    "Tell me, what is new! "   
They talked for a while then, she hopped into bed;  
Santa arrives with a jolly old bounce, leaving a doll with a flounce   
Down in the valley the lumberjacks cut, but up in the Country their sought  
Thank God for the pinecones that talk and for those that do not  
Its gonna be a long cold winter so "wear your winter mitts"
says the pinecone to a Jolly Santa, who jiggles and jangles 
then laughs with a tickling fit...
Atop a decoartive table the pinecones arranged all with shine,  
ready for a Christmas of love, that arrives just on time.

Dancing King

He is a dancing king
A prancing thing

He jiggles and wiggles
To others delight and giggles 

He is a marvelous spinner
And a future award winner

But for today
I have to say

In this cafeteria
He is causing hysteria

As this is not the way we behave in here
And I am the lunch supervisor, I fear.

The J Has It

Jingle Joy jealously judges Jolly Jump up 
Jolly judiciously jangles Jingle Joy’s jabs
Jalopy Jim jubilantly jiggles Jingle Joy’s jeep
Jolly Jump up juggles Jolly Jump Up’s jingle jangles
Jaundiced Jabberwocky jangles Jingle Joy’s jalopy.

Chilly Feeling

Whole-body tingles

                          Get rid of excess jiggles

                                     Wind flung snow on trees






April 25, 2021

Early Times

I was reared in ruins,
East London brick dust
on lard spread on bread.
Nobody had a ticket out.

My grubby figure
daubed by days of oil and dirt,
a boy by a railroad track.
Trains slid passed
screeching on pumping brakes.

People not from here
going somewhere else.
Once a little girl dressed
in posh clothes,
(I mean, not rough flannel),
jiggles of fancy ringlets
a clean hand waving.
My senses shaking
and shaken,
marveling at the beauty
of those that passed on by.

I told mother,
she shrugged not understanding,
maybe she had yet to learn
my train-yard language
She was a lock-in woman
& spoke only
as a long ignored dog would
if asked about 
the meaning of life.

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