Quibbles Poems - Poems about Quibbles

...I just want to live while I am alive, I want you to get me out of this witless dive, I want to drive through my memories, You are not my subservient appetite. I want to read you until you are a......

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...There’s simply no quibbles; my dogs love their kibbles. There’s really not much else to say. In an instant, they’re gone, reappear on the lawn, changed a bit in the usu......

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... Quiet quibbles with silence and hushed wind’s quackery. Have nonsensical need for an ice cold daiquiri. Chicanery of leafy season, coursing slowly, before its blustery countermand u......

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... Writing with peace about the Avenger She assembled words of worship Simplicity filled her pages Writing with perseverance for the Builder She bumbled with joyful jubilance With truth, sh......

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...As The Note-Taking Girl scribbles And absentmindedly quibbles Her fingers are animated wriggles Churning out eccentric squiggles: Letters of Ever Clumsy Angles, One like a creeper that tangles,......

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...warrant humaneness It's all surgeon bludgeon equanimity stratagem unfazed by quibbles coarse aqueous colander a memory pillow bled to venture perplexed spuriousness throb gr......

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...I. There's more to me than they say, And less to me than I thought. ......

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...Quite Quickly, Quirky quotes Quell quarrelsome Quips. Quash Quibbles Quietly, Quench querulous Qualms. 3/ 12/ 2019.......

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...None keeps its inventory But it creeps into a story A story of a modern society Which is plural in nature; Partly of a rural nurture Partly of an urban stature Yet must remain together Lest it......

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...Quite quickly, quirky quotes quell quarrelsome questions quietly. 12/ 9/ 2015.......

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...Tidal flats reveal their light grey heads They replacing green-grey sea in dots and dashes on the horizon, They toy cheekily with the extracted tide, enjoying their dry sun bathing An island of gi......

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...Raging The sea moves rapidly, My mind does not Move at all, Gray feelers into the fog Through the mist beyond, Dew drops over my hands And onto my cold feet, Nothing equates as muc......

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...Behold my pen that writes and scribbles and bleeds blue ink in drips and dribbles. That crosses paper in bites and nibbles and weighs my thoughts in spite of quibbles. Words as strange as......

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... `The 112th congress quibbles, fickle, frizzing, drizzle of dubious dribble, while we wait, …on the sick, fickle, trickle of dribble ,from their quibbles of fizzling sizzle. For and In Ho......

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