Long Whiners Poems

Humanity Canteen

My restaurant is exclusive and classy no paupers allowed though I
have to declare that I picked up the chef near the township where
on a paraffin cooker in his garden of plenty lots of dishevelment...

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“Whining words only heard through the ears of whiners”
Quote by: No Name, Me

Cry baby-cry baby no ear to hear your words
traveling through empty winds of silence whining,
why do you whine with these silent words no...

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I am an amphibian
Living in and out of my own truth
With you one day,
Totally against you the next.
Personalities swirling inside
Staring into a mirror wondering
Will we like me today?

Will we be kind to this face?
Will we...

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Crazy dreams cryptic holidays 
Living floating above
It's a carpet or a rug

Living to forge forgetting to follow
But look in the streets
Love is still a companion
 
How do you find 
Something you don't seek

Alice was a...

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Daylight is breaking;
  The city is waking;
   It's time to arise.
   Wipe the sleep from your eyes'
   A homeless man, on a bench in the park
  ...

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We will not fade away like vapor in the wind
We will not give in, up, or out, but surely win

Giving no less than our very best

Let adversaries and oppositions charge
We shall widen our stretch and...

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Pencil Sharpener Woman 


Her shapely metal figure was baby blue,
but there was much more to her.
She sharpened all grades of pencil lead
with the greatest of whir. 

Her movable face plate with pencil gripper and human...

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Truth Never Changes
Written: by Tom Wright
5-17-2019

I detest modern changes that come by force,
Like distorting truth to appease the whiners.
Name changing doesn’t fix past mistakes of course,
It only brings satisfaction to the hardliners.

We change names on...

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I refuse to babysit any more of your litters I told the McCats.
They begged, and pleaded, and complimented me on my flats.
Oh man. I am easy. A parrot who does not ever say “no”.
How far...

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I write poems because it's fun
And I'm not the only one
It's an outlet for verbal expression
A hobby and not an obsession

I'm an amateur, not a pro
Thankful there's someplace to go
Where others like myself
Can write without...

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When your wells run dry,
and blue is all you see in the distant sky,
I'd create grey clouds for you and cause water             ...

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Notice me! Notice me! I’m being maligned
Everyone is against me, and I am mistreated
How can these awful people be so unkind?
I feel like I’ve been overlooked, cheated!
My fantastic poems were denied a placement
Time and again...

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How Thick Is Your Skin?
Written: by Tom Wright
3/31/2018

In today’s society it appears to be about skin,
Many whine when things don’t go their way.
Laying at fault, is that our skin is too thin,
We’re easily offended by...

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The Past
Written: by Miracle man
11-29-2019

Each day finds some group whitewashing history,
The revenge crowd hide facts, to create a mystery.
But history not remembered we’re subject to repeat,
Those demanding eradication have their own drumbeat.

We change names on...

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I have little sympathy for constant whimpering
Playing the victim and saying, “Woe is me!”
With that self-conscious smirk of simpering
The sort of thing that repeats itself annoyingly.

Few things I experience will trouble me much
I have little...

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I’m feeling a little irked and discombobulated.
The soup is for all poets It’s not that complicated.
I’m tired of all the whiners and their fits of jealous rage.
It’s time to act your age and move on...

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Looking outward.
She’s had a hard life, yet can still laugh and smile,
making it look effortless and genuine.
Looking bubbly and youthful, glowing from happiness
like she knows no other way to live.

I’d like to understand -- I...

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In sports as life a missing extra inch 
That winnows winners from whiners of fate--
Faced with no way forward, those who’d not flinch, 
The rest of chaff gets stuck whilst at the gate. 
Easy never...

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My back is seen running away from the naysayers.
I doubt they have ever seen my front, not that I care.
Family whiners get to see me from the back also.
I might be running even faster from...

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Do they blame another for their aging,
           painful life? No!
           This is only what the...

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Ponytails
Swishing madly,
Hurdling across the pitch.
Beads of sweat
Spraying in spirals
As fingers point,
Shouting directions
To strikers, wingers, and defensemen.

Defensewomen, really.

Get back!
Push it!
Don't lose form!
Take the shot!
Grazing past the clown gloves.
Concaving the thick nylon.
Back of the net glory!
Now run...

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mud pies and hopscotch
played in the sand

nurturing guidance
from my Daddy's hand

butterflies and flowers
my dolly and toys

I left them behind 
to be one of the boys

tattle-tales and trouble-makers
were sent on their way

imagination and laughter
filled most of...

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Deliver me from people who whine alas
For whom life is a gloomy sodden day,
Who flounder in a deep unsettling morass
And who have never learned how to play.

Such people are deeply unhappy inside
Their faces reflect bitter...

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I like some people much better than others.
Whiners – stay away.
Complainers, gripers, grouches grumpy grousers – no thanks.
Of course, if they are relatives I tend to put up with them a bit.
But not one second...

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All winners,
Were once whiners.
It was excruciatingly sunny,
Before they laid hands on money.
More enemies in the stealth,
Than friends with wealth.
They started out dumb,
Eventually saw the shine of wisdom.
Experienced pain,
Before the sweetness of rain.
Twenty hours of Night,
Only...

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