Quadrupled Poems | Examples


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Premium Member IS YOUR NAME UNIQUE

How many times has my name been duplicated
perhaps more at least tripled or quadrupled

I check the on line library 
Eleven at least Individual Douglas Gillies
I wonder are they all like me 
married to young fillies

My wife then decides
she will look on line too
She discovers same name totals
adds up to twenty two


 Add middle name Alexander 
now  my name's unique
Individuality at last
It's a trait I like to seek

I'm in a park and  perched upon a bench 
is a man he plays guitar
I wonder does he have the skill 
to play an Indian sitar

His hair is long and white
 his beard is in a plait
Around his neck there is a harp 
I wonder how does this all equate

A tiny tambourine on a foot pedal is attached
in every way it seems that we are matched

Like me he even plays a Beatle song
acoustic there is no microphone
Am I looking in a mirror
or perhaps I am a clone


Footnote Harp an abbreviated name for a harmonica

Premium Member nothing to see here

A crowd had gathered outside the malt shop.
Some people had gotten out of the line for their blizzards.
This interested me, so I pushed myself into the crowd.
Nothing to see here! A carnival barker type was barking.
Let me be the judge of that! A woman’s voice sang out.
The crowd doubled, tripled, and quadrupled. We were big now.
I heard a cheer go up from the front, but I could not see anything.
Here he is! Someone yelled. I was thinking king or president.
More cheering. Closer to me now. I could see a tiny bit of the street.
An elephant riding a walking egg walked by.
“Nothing to see here!” the carnival barker said.
Getting it right for the second time.

Premium Member Qualms

Qualms, I've had too few to admit to you.
Scruples quadrupled, I've had some doubts as well.
Leaving me squeamish, uneasy, unwell.
I fear my regrets will breed and accrue.

Like palms, qualms are arrayed with spiral heads.
Their tough, frilly spiky fronds need tuning.
And rough scruples, misgivings need pruning,
As the spikes can get in your eyes and beds.

When qualms queue up like guests uninvited,
Confront and challenge them with steely gaze.
Eyeball to eyeball their gawk will erase,
Like gatecrashes they'll leave when confronted.

Qualms only succeed when you let them in.
Nip them in the bud, before they begin.


Premium Member Nothing To See Here

A crowd had gathered outside the malt shop.
Some people had gotten out of the line for their blizzards.
This interested me, so I pushed myself into the crowd.
Nothing to see here! A carnival barker type was barking.
Let me be the judge of that! A woman’s voice sang out.
The crowd doubled, tripled, and quadrupled. We were big now.
I heard a cheer go up from the front, but I could not see anything.
Here he is! Someone yelled. I was thinking king or president.
More cheering. Closer to me now. I could see a tiny bit of the street.
An elephant riding a walking egg walked by.
“Nothing to see here!” the carnival barker said.
Getting it right for the second time.

Premium Member Octopus

would, that there were four of me
the ways that I could pleasure thee

each tentacle to tender tickle
fancied freckles, firm or fickle

one all-at-once massage, divine -
all hands on deck, in grand design

perceptive palms with petting jives
could raise a rash of ‘rotic hives

oh, goosebumps of the finest kind
quadrupled thus to blow your mind

four tens of fingers, fixed just SO
to warm the embers down below

mass touches placed with dermal love
bear moans from zones rare spoken of

pray how could one but NOT adore
a mate like me, (and mine) …

times FOUR?!?








Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, March 16, 2023

Premium Member A Pet Minichu


Please, mom, I want a pet!
I know no dog or cat, but please, two cute, white mice
Let me get?

At the pet store:
Two white female mice will suffice-
No more.

Mix-up!
Quadrupled twice!
Yup!

Please, mom, I want a pet
Two white female mice will suffice-
Yup. . . 


April 23, 2021

Contest:  A Pet Minichu
Sponsor: Mohan Chutani

True Story- many years ago


Illumination

What transpired to a desire
Cos I cared more than a car hired
Felt like torture for I never desired
Melancholy quadrupled cos Even when paired
I could still feel pensive sadness that had already existed expired
Days gone nights ran out with the hope of light at the end of the tunnel my heart praised
Nevertheless He still put a song and I remembered

Snake Bit

There once was a banker from Britain

Who sat on a snake and was bitten

    But his assets were apprised

    To have quadrupled in size

While attending nurses were smitten!



                              Timothy I. Brumley

Cars

Always building cars,
Dodge enjoyed framing grand historical ideas.
Jaguar kept long models noble.
Overdrawn Pontiac quadrupled.
Rare Saturn tested unfair.
Victorious winner xeroxed yet zany.

Recital To a Love Vouch

1 
 

Then praise thy love vouch honour thee,
       Thy queen from this romantic tale,
Shall smooth to mellow melting spree
       contained within by each detail
      Quadrupled by the smile, if not by manner!
Though soften'd by politeness proves,
      She'd raise my status, Lord of manor
      To please this gent, he thus approves,
      The way in which not once I judge
Nor otherwise shall he likely be!
      Complacement, nor should she begrudge
This man thy pleasure courting she. 


                        2 


Our love shall vouchsafe both as one,
       If woeful bridge so separates;
Where parting brief like love begun,
       For springs eternal season waits;
It seems inspired to having made us wanton!
     Our bliss, be this on earth as these desires,
     Should loving her be due to this divine 
Whilst caring all the while, should she dismay
     Discover that for always she is mine,
When love far much conveys me to assign.

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