Long Griping Poems

I know I need to get outside myself.
The more I complain, and focus on my sore gums, tender knee, and achy shoulder, the more griping I do, the more I suffer.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! The pain...

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The Ever Shifting Pattern of Life by
Terence David Cooper. June is wife's
name and they are Basildon,  Essex, 
England.

As children we learn lessons clear
Broadly defined lines we hold so dear
Constants to which we can easily...

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She curled up with me on the bed, and laughed insanely
I looked at her in marvel, wondering what on earth had gotten into her
“Why are you laughing?” I asked my eyes wide in surprise.
She giggled,...

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I was talking to my solitary self again, grumbling how life held no adventure,
And my parrot, Cherry, often echoed me, as moon echoes golden splendors.

She'd ruffle her feathers and preen, as she perched redly upon...

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The year ends on saddest notes
of crying, dying babies in Palestine 
and obstructed efforts 
to throw them a lifeline 

They ought to have long halted
this ethnic cleansing 
of the indigenous inhabitants
Stop the cruel bombardment
of their...

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I don’t deserve
This kind of punch to my pride
You used your best left hook, uppercut and jab to my ego
Here desperately griping the corner of the ring
Unable to believe the idea
That he ever felt that...

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On the first day of Christmas my doggie brought to me, pee-pee under my tree

On the second day of Christmas my doggie brought to me, two licks of love and pee-pee under my tree 

On...

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When I was little my mother and father took me to my grandparents place
The reason was they had school and work so they dropped me off and took haste
My grandmother who was always writing had...

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Good Question

This is my 40 lines in 40 minutes poem.

How did I start off my morning today
It was the very same and usual way
Turned on coffee pot the did my business
Sat on toilet to be...

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A Parody for Soupers based on the song, 'Santa Claus is Coming to Town.'

You better not shout
You better not sigh
You better not pout
I'm telling you why...
PS Admin is makin' the rounds
They are bound
to be making...

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Bella, my Bella,my sweet Cinderella Avvicinatevi
Bella allow me to girdle your cold vessel in this 
blizzard amidst my flames you can rest entwined
with mellow melodies of my chest as I caress your
heavenly as I comb...

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April 17 Scripture Meditations Based on Esther 1-3

Key Verse – Esther 2:17 And the king loved Esther above all the women, and she obtained grace and favour in his sight …

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR...

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#Yes_I_agree_I_killed_her
Diabolical thoughts runs amok,
In this room, adrenaline takes over,
Nothing makes sense, right now.
Trying to compose self. 
Her griping nails, peircing through my neck, blood paints my shirt red, the gripping stiffening.

Gasping for breath, begging and...

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I need it now! My irritating little sister was shrieking.
Her mask was not finished. The paint was still streaking.
My mother said, “It will be dry when we are ready to go”
But she kept griping and...

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she was hot - like a menopausal flash
he was hard - like arteriosclerosis

limber lumbar but an ancient memory
a touch senile, maybe, a touch unsensory

and yet the sparks still sparkled
in eyes that cataracts encircled 

old flames...

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I've got a story, that needs to be told,
about my mean ole granny, she's pushing "83" years old.
She came at me trippin, it was a Tuesday night,
griping up a storm bout her broken, bedroom nightlite.
She...

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What’s your question?
Do you really have one?
How much longer are you gonna complain?
Cause it’s insane
To keep saying 
The uncouth 
Which is removed
From your tooth
You’re too busy with smoking weed
Instead of firmly planting a seed
Now you...

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Posh Poetry 
How was I to know, the invitation to a poetry reading was a posh affair? 
Thought it was the usual thing with sausage rolls and warm red wine.
Felt as the poor relation to...

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I look down now
And I can just barely see
The thin, pale white lines
From the girl I used to be

The girl who’s not so far gone
Not as dead as you think
But instead of watching skin bleed
She...

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In joy I unknot the slip
As it slides down
The silk softness in her frowned
Anticipation! 

Crumbling to lewd gestures 
I falter in lust 
To unbecoming finesse
Within coaxed passion;

Plunged and enticed with the thrills
In liquid unction
Yields, bow...

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from the early morning dew which dances amidst the
changing overwhelming heat & humidity comes the
premonition of the 
storm & with it
breath by breath
we move closer to the cool reward, that swift & sweet
break of the...

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There was a hollow in her heart she couldn't shake
Every breath was getting harder to take
Her hands shook and her head began to spin
Was there ever going to be a break, could she ever win?
A...

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It’s all bad, it’s horrible, we’re mad, and mean, and furious.
We’re tearing up people, throwing out “poor me’s” like crazy.
You think you have it bad? Listen to this. I am stunned.
Most are better at me...

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dubious churning benevolent altruism

this anonymous beastie boy boilerplate endeavors: 

(instagramming literary maven) questing user yawps 

critically griping knowing personal tidbits xeroxed blithely, 

freely jeopardized nuggets (revealed vital), zealously doled 

heftily linkedin private treasure trove, (Xfiles...

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A firm desire energetic joys of fire
The night intensity held breath in-flight.
Something beautiful came with power 
Spilled out like stars in sparkling delight.

Electrifying energy given to our bodies 
Creating urges of deeper vibrant stamina.
A phenomenal...

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