Muffed Poems | Examples

Ridding Perception of Self

Let the eye see, through clear, clean lenses
Not a wilderness of mirrored reflections,
Echoing biases of misconception,
But, with true perception, rid of self.

The sound I hear from out there,
A call of bird, a ring of bell,
Is not a story, memory nor a spell.
It is improvisation in staccato, syncopation.

The taste of a raindrop on the tongue,
Is not, sweet, bitter, old, nor young.
It is what tantalizing tit bits can become,
When the nose is held tight with a thumb.

When we touch with our eyes closed,
With ears muffed, befuddled,
With nose congested, blocked,
We feel what's real and selfless.

'The deaf, blind, dumb kid, 
Sure plays a mean pinball'.
When the self is silenced, subdued,
Windows are opened, mirrors are shrouded.

Deluge of Love

O shadows why I know thee not? 
Thou came so muffed in haze in fog! 
O stop for once !O peace! O love! 
O haze of eye, O heart of dove! 
Which darkish clouds are on the sky? 
Which watery waves afloat at sides ? 
All wail and cry across the sky
On yonder hilltop reached the tides

I need Noah's ark of palmy bark
O stop for once deluge of love! 
Thy Holy Temps, thy mosque  and Church
For torn off hearts refuge of love

O hark O hear , the wounds thou bear
To Him more than all world art dear 
The One who smiles at thee from high
Thy Lord who lives in heart of thine

My Autumn dreams come out of heart 
And sore on clouds on high and high
O come and with thee take my words
On gusts of winds to moonlit sky
O heart O vale, May not thou fail
He on His Eden gate Thee hale
This world was not for sake of Thee
He made for thee a home on high
This dust of thine to dust may flee
Go soul,  Thou fly on seventh sky

Nuts and Bolts

The High Constable received quite a jolt

   When the nut he nabbed decided to bolt

      T'was discovered he muffed

         When the scoundrel he cuffed

            Worse yet, he fled on the Constable's colt

The Bacon Thief

"Grab it", said Bob rabbit, 
And went hop, hop, 
The bacon was taken, 
From the meat shop, 

The cops pulled all the stops, 
To catch grub thief, 
They searched for bunny smirched, 
To Bob's great grief, 

He hopped until he dropped, 
With fatigue sheer, 
His bacon forsaken, 
Ran off in fear, 

Jack got his bacon back, 
Thanked the police, 
Chuffed that Bob's work was muffed, 
Gave each a piece. 


8th April 2023


inspired by Andrea Dietrich's Footles

Meat Market Robbery
Bacon 
Taken

Pickpocket Bunny
Grab it
Rabbit




For Margarita Lillico's "Find Your PS Muse" contest

Muffed It

On the internet I am a rookie,
But the web site said they would book me
A tele-health call
And my Doc's on the ball
But I had a mouthful of cookie!

Clyde Fails the Roadsides

Road stop
By cop

Perceived
Car weaved

Two Beers
Cop jeers

Slurs talk
Can't walk

Clyde weaved
And heaved

Ker splat
Fell flat

Clyde drunk
As skunk

Tests muffed
Handcuffed

To jail
No bail

Transport
To court

Demand
Remand

Severe
One year

Oh dear
No beer

To Jail With No Bail

Beat spouse
Called louse

In funk
Got drunk

Left bar
Drove car

Cop stopped
Got popped

Smelled booze
Bad news

Tests muffed
Handcuffed

To jail
No bail

Court date
Learned fate

Judge gowned
And frowned

One year
Oh dear

Confined
He pined

Short shrift
Wife miffed

Entry for Caren Krutsinger's "Try A New Style" Contest

Mister Pot Holder

I have held my last pot of hot soup
I've come to the end of my threads
Befraggled and muffed
Bedraggled and fruffed
A raddled cloth corpse that's dead
Frayed so soft and shabby 
As the cotton boll that bore me
Worn to a frazzle
I have lost all my dazzle
Faded and haggard and tatty
So tattered in my casing
My splayed stuffing is facing
The dog who has chewed
What was left!


May 11, 2020
The Potholder Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish

The Barred Owls Sounds

barred owls sound like they
withhold their hooting barrels
deeper muffed release


2019 September 23
hawmanysyllables
5-7-5

Horizon

HORIZON


"A midst random skies
are broken puzzles of white clouds
muffed together high and raised
skies random a midst
spots of blue hinged in the north
space separates earth and skies
how clever is the maker of all and is
special those ingredients He has created
placing a white/yellow dot in the skies
to warm our bodies and burn our eyes
So don't look up on to the sun
Look onto the creator of all and"....
HORIZON


9/1/18

Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©

4th Placement
Early Sept 2018 Premiere, Any Form, Any Theme Up to A Max Of 20 Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by:Brian Strand

Drench Myself In Monsoon Showers

The drench in the monsoon shower 

Can feel the smiling and risen sun all gleeful and gay,
 ushered in me a beams of energy earlier today.

Can  sense now it chuckle at the setting milky white moon,
 softly in me restore its light to make me estatically  swoon.

 virgin cold watery sprays of the falling drops of rains,
Slowly washes my worries off my face and down the drain.

fragrance of wet mud and lush sweet garden breeze,
Blows into me, pure strength..
 happiness in me gradually increase.

As I walk bare feet, wet grassy paths of garden gently,
 subdued muffed up feelings erupt over my heart’s brim intently…..

 let go of all feelings and experience inside me a sensation so very light,
My vision clears and thoughts to me for  this day's path ahead seem so very bright.

The First Shower I Experienced This Year

Could feel the smiling and risen sun all gleeful and gay,
It had ushered  in me a beam of energy earlier today.

Could sense now at twilight it chuckle at the rising milky white moon,
And softly in me restore its light to make me excite and swoon.

The virgin cold watery sprays of the falling drops of rains,
Slowly washes  my worries off my face and down the drain.

The fragrance of wet mud and lush sweet garden breeze,
Blows into me, pure strength and happiness in me gradually increase.

As I walk bare feet, wet grassy paths of my garden gently,
My subdued muffed up feelings erupt over my heart’s brim intently…..

I let go of all feelings and experience  inside me a sensation so very light,
 my vision clears and thoughts to me for my life's path ahead  seem so very bright...

Untitled

Daddy's underemployed cain't pay all the BILLS
When it gets so hard U see y people STEAL
Trust Me Bruh, I know how ya FEEL
Exhausted from runnin, trouble nippin at ya HEELZ

Brotha slow down, ain't u had ENUFF?
Put that bundle down, this ain't no BLUFF
Now u messed around & got ya new shoes SCUFFED
When they grabbed U & slammed U, into HANDCUFFS

Man itz tuff, yea I'll give u THAT
Sometimes muffed up as a matter of FACT
But U can't let the BS hold u BACK
Cuz sometimes it be just like THAT

Nobody said it would be easy, it wasn't BEFORE
My ancestors’ blood left open a DOOR
But that don't mean we won't struggle TOO
Who was that who said life's hard? Itz TRUE

So gather yo witts, strength & good WILL
We at war with them & ourselves fa REAL
Neva nonchalant cuz itz a big DEAL
Trust me Bruh, I know how U FEEL.

Keep ya head Up



Written & copyrighted by Tone Jaxson

Honour and Glory

Here I am basking in the honour and glory 
For my poems you have given to me
But there is something in the back 
Of my mind tickling, you see

That is, if a tree had to fall in the forest
And no one was there would it make a sound
See this is the thing at the back 
Of my mind that I found

I cannot accept the honour and the glory
For it would not have been if not for you
I would like to share these honours
With all those at poetry soup too

And because if you have noticed
I have no choice
As you can hear from my 
High pitched muffed voice

You see he has my right arm
In an arm lock
And in my mouth 
A smelly old sock

It’s my imaginary friend Glen
His not happy with me
For his the one that 
Really writes all my poetry

So we would like to say from my 
Imaginary friend Glen and me, to you
For the Honours and glory
A big THANK YOU

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