Niggle Poems

A Show For Friends

Anxious, i started getting dressed, feeling great and on my way
               to visit a friend few blocks away.

I hopped on my new mountain bike and zoomed down
on a downhill not so busy street near by our small town.
It always gives me a thrill to ride as fast, passion such.
Feeling the air rush past me with the lightest of touch.

On the sidewalk, a group of friends were laughing together.
I heard one of them yell, "Where are you going Heather." 
I turned my back, I waved and let out a small giggle.
In moments,  off  and over a parked car. I did niggle.

As I laid sprawled out behind its rear bumper,
my friends ran over giggling. " You're a great jumper.
My pride was bruised, though I made an effort not to show. 
It was like being ran over by a speeding train, you know.

Bag of Spiders

Inside this cell no sell, just a bag of spiders big and fat 
with gnarly hands she tucks away fifty crawlies in her hat
Her name is Katz and she loves cats but not old stinky rats 
she thrums aside the prison door like a pining cat   

Witches brew and boogaloo I cast a spell on you  
muddle muddle fuddle duddle here's a stick of fever few  
as the warden goes a jumping he unlocks on cue  
spider spider drunk on cider, wackalacka spew ! 

On a broom made of chrome I will fly me back to Rome 
all the spiders in my sack will find their way back home
wiggle wiggle jiggle niggle cruise but do not roam 
in my cauldron little Gretel, cries and weeps alone 

Well here is how the bones are stewed soft and tender,  
gently brewed 
well here is how the bones are stewed soft and tender,  
freshly stewed....

June 15, 2023
Contest Name: Bag Of Spiders 
Sponsor : Matt Caliri

The Only Thing You Have

There's an empty space
you carry around and mostly ignore.
It doesn't cause much pain
when thoughts are elsewhere
or you are given facts to explain 
away the ache. Nothing more
than an abandoned space
once occupied by gods
whose ghosts danced 
in the flickering light 
of an ancestral cave,
a residual hollow left
in the evolution of the brain.

Yet it lingers, a constant niggle
not confined to any one locale.
You try and fill it
with all kinds of tripe, 
an endless stream of goods 
carried on conveyors disappear
down its throat. Fictions
baked in the ovens 
of the human mind may 
satisfy for awhile but all
eventually evaporate.

There's still an empty space
you carry around that you can't 
seem to fill.
It sits at the center
of your human lot, 
a nagging need to be cultivated
and treasured
in your deepest quiet.
It's the only thing you have
that draws you towards
the shapeless gravity
of an unknowable God
or nothing at all.

Do You Doubt Me

Most don’t notice me
Just wispy smoke you can hardly see
But I am here patient and so clear
Seeking and being something for you to fear

And in the thousands of years I have been around 
There have been suspicions but I have not been found
I like to niggle on the edge 
Soaking up all the trouble in my evil pledge

So if things don’t always work out
Know it’s me feeding on your self doubt
And I will always be here
In the shadows waiting watching always near.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Poem of Lies

My heart fizzles on feeling your presence 
My body like a howitzer that fires love shortly to where you are 
Trust me I'll handle your heart carefully, it too nice to be broken
My love for you floats on mediocrity and sinks on brilliant romance 

I'm an ocker to any other girl that comes along
So let me rest in the haven of your arms 
Don't worry about the other girl she was my mentee
Desert all the niggle of doubts you carry with you

You're the air that I breath, leaving will leave me dead
On seeing you my heart twirls from left to right 
I hope you concede my proposal 'days to come'
My love for others was a bogus type, to you is a genuine one

And maybe the stars could fall on having you tonight
Accept me and consider having the moon to yourself 
A 'YES' gives us an island of your choice 
I'm sorry if it sounds like lies, I'm being 'true' to you

When You Touch Me I Still Giggle

Each passing year
You become more dear
For our daughter to declare
To marry someone with the stare
You still have for me
While idly standing by
With adornment in your eye
I now more than ever
Knowing there is no never
You will always be
My snuggie eternally
When you touch me I still giggle
Freeing me from my constant
     niggle
Nothing of more value externally
To you I am bound eternally

Trifles

Harry Houser liked to niggle
About things big and little.
Nothing in his sight
Was ever quite right.
Thus he made others squiggle.

The Bridal Sojurn

THE BRIDAL SOJOURN
Like an American spy I have always been looking around 
Wandering around the downtown
Not because of my lost goat 
Nor because of my missing boat
But obviously I am the to-be groom
Who has been left in the gloom
I have built a house with big rooms 
This has been a lone boon 
That I got from my age-long boom
As a to-be groom
I have searched all the pages in the books
And checked all cranny and nooks
In search of the damsel 
That would make my relatives dance well
Though I have not been assured
That her love would get me insured
Against adultery and lusty effrontery 
But I believe in fluke
That is why I won’t give up to a crook
And rather challenge her with a hook
I saw this template on Google 
And this really makes me giggle
Father didn’t stop to niggle
But I let them realize I’m nimble
To find my ravishing bride 
That has a picturesque dimple
That is devoid of pimple
And make me forget that I was single
Even if I can still mingle 
With ladies that are ostensible 
I know her thinking is plausible
And her reasons are tangible
To let them realize we are compatible
Because our union is defensible
JIMOH HAMMED OLAOLUWA

Ho Hoe Down Vassallo Style

Weeeeel, It's friday night
And I got my fiddle 
Alfred's here 
And he starting to niggle
I said call the dance
And make those folks wiggle
Here at the Soup hoe down

He stood at the mike
And started talkin' silly
with a Do-se-do
Just like a Hillbilly
With an allemande left
Hypocrites to the right
Sashay now, well into the night

Then He called a promenade
With a roll away
Cause He never made a poem
That made Poem of the Day
With a see-saw-taw
And a circle to the line
Freddie slip the clutch
And said good-bye to the grind

As Woman In Her Man To See

As a woman in her time odd or good in a man
She needy a complex
Of me but not crook
Which colors of all flowers creatively I contain
Flowers tranquilly lure that scents what she trace
So immense the honey then she holds in lips and the heart so deep sweet
Mostly I should be her man
As she dream
Caring and kindle
As a wisdom of ancient told me
To make her blossom
At the peak of hue grace
No niggle as a sister man
But be sweet
Talk to the soul
Don’t be timber
Her feeling talks
Through the eyes of her
And words make some time illusions
Pal
If u like the sea
So
Then woman’s secret
Hidden in deep to see
Don’t embrace the sea
If u don’t have the will
Or weak
Stay out
At beach
Watch
And Listen as the waves pass roar
Only if u have the courage
And the passion to see
Seek the spring through her winter waiting you to shine
reveal the beauty deepen
Sleeping in her soul go in dare
And see
So you win the pearl gift man
Out of bottom of sea

Legend of the Unknown

Tender smile fumes, the vanished touch of yore
Against midnight scream, passion in folklore
Tether thy gaily words. Not a tear loss
Arise ye heads, looked thence before at toss.
	
Silence posit as means for foe deceit.
Norm thath mandate knees ‘till poseur forfeit;
Smash across bloody, unknown one gallant
Niggle on trust which n’vr malevolent.

Flee and austere, meek wolves escape shameless,
Fight outside pride, hope tributes when helpless.
Oh! Might destroy peace nurtured humble eye;
Obscure fate hung after teary goodbye.

Untold misery haunts. Short lived supper
Unfold all plots. We died unseen pauper.

Introspection

She may be gone into this world
but her memories linger
her inner soul transcends
like a wind blowing elsewhere
with its sound and touch to leafy land.

She weathered many trials,
challenges, difficulties throughout her life.
her faith and her good heart,
made her cope with life.

A constant niggle in the back of my mind,
stillness and peace at this time.
even in the silence of my heart
reigns that confidence 
about God’s indwelling in my life.

It gives light to what I feel
now that you’re gone, o dear mother!
your message of hope and endurance
remains a compelling force
to keep me going and be thine
O Lord of life, my refuge throughout my life.

Hold the Head Upright

My swollen heart crumbles when I see you
Flakes gather in the pit of my stomach
Thoughts of you yesterday as I approach  
Mangle my mind, aftershock of things new
Needles niggle my brain, too bad, too true
I look at you and smile and all the time
“What if” scrambles through my mind. If I were
Honest? To speculate, to turn the screw!

Yesterday you smiled, chestnut eyes so bright
Incomprehensible, this lifeless thing
A consolation to my heart could sing?
I kiss your forehead, cold bone under skin
Today a corpse inside a box; begin
Anguish to endure, hold the head upright!

Halloween

Hours of horrible happenings
Afraid of aerobatics’ artist
Lovely and lively lyrics by louts
Luggage of lies and loss fills the land
Outrageous onslaught on oldies
Weird wards willing to waste
Excitements erode the egomania
Elite excused? …Not exempted
Naughty ninjas at night niggle.

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