Short Bawling Poems

Calling and Falling

If you had heard me calling,
You have heard me bawling;
Sadly doing;
You viewing,
And in love had been falling.

Jim Horn...

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King arrives
Bawling
Squalling

Swift smack
On bottom 

Really mad now
Everyone is smiling
Except King

This world
Is a shocker
Two seconds 
Out of womb...

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When you're sober and everyone's drunk.
It's like babysitting for a bunch of skunks. 
There's a lot of hijinks and farting.
By the end of the party everyone's bawling and blowing chunks....

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Listen to poem:

beautiful birds bawl
like the nightingale in love
sublime symphonies 




June.18.2019
Birds or Bees Haiku
Sponsored by: 
Tania Kitchin 


N/A for contest...

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Knew a kid who thought he was tough,
Just a bully doing mean stuff.
One day after falling
He then started bawling,
We found he was nothing but fluff.  

By: Greg Stanley
Entry into Carol’s “Fluff” contest...

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Bawling, blubbering
yowling, howling
crying for a day...

Weeping, wailing, whimpering  
sympathy for pay

Relatives nonexistent?
No one left to care?

Snivels, sobs, tears to shed
sorrowful sordid wares
ghoulishly, greedily
auctioning
despair...

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Flaky snow just keeps falling;
As if I had been lonely and sad.
Did nature feel as if I was bawling?
Flaky snow just kept falling;
Surely, for snow, I was not calling—
Now my body sits here, cold and mad.
Flaky snow just keeps falling
As if I had been lonely and sad....

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God Calling and Started Bawling

had heard God calling
birthday will be enthralling 
she started bawling 

of God am His slave
at her birthday did behave
both legs she did shave

my wife do adore
what her birthday will be for
can have many more

Husband

Jim Horn...

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He laid on that cold bathtub lonely and sobbing
looking at his scars and crying 
like a baby bawling
But you couldnt see his tears
for all the water falling,
no one heard his voice
except the dealers he was calling.


Kale Brereton

January 19, 2019

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Crying...with a wet diaper 
The two-year-old boy weeps 
Mom and dad still sleep 
His five-year-old sister awakes- hyper 
She thinks- "I'll give him a cookie" 
The boy stops bawling- good thinks, by the rookie 

Bite Size Poem No28 Poetry 
Contest Sponsored by Line Gauthier 
11/29/2021...

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The kettle is bubbling,
Youths are whistling, 
Police on the run.

Nation angry,
Children hungry,
Bellies empty.

Riots rising,
Mothers bawling,
Cities burning.

Communication breaking,
Recession increasing,
Unemployment growing.

Politicians assembling,
Britain crumbling, 
People worrying,
Population dividing....

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Chubby cheeks pause milking
from mother’s hanging breast.

Heartbeats are balancing 
the drunken fan’s bawling.

A fist swinging laugher
pauses to meditate.

The batter is ready,
slightly crouched by the plate.

Pennants flutter gently
in the afternoon breeze.

The pitcher checks first base,
then the delivery....

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Chickens clucking, pecking paths in the dust
Cow bawling for the calf who loves her bust
Turkeys gobbling, heads nodding 
Cats purring, dogs applauding
Farmers heeding, flapping hands in disgust






A funny Limerick - Any Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Used How many syllables
June 9, 2022

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I always have felt unimportant.
Never truly believing.
So I just 
Ignored everyone around me 
Going to their classes 
Not worrying about me.
I sat there quietly
Feeling like a nobody as
I was bawling,
Crying on the inside
And knowing it was pointless to worry
Now that everyone hates me.
Trust me, I am just insignificant.

-written 12/11/17...

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How am I to know
What’s wrong with my own mind
The moodiest madmen can’t go
And understand my kind

Just exist is all I do
My maladies stay unnamed
And as the wildest creatures too
My thoughts remain untamed

I write nonsense words and crazy scrawlings
Only I can decode
But through all the madness and sudden bawling
My mind will never unload...

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There is nothing as ugly as a newborn baby.
But we all try to pretend it is magnificently pretty
or handsome.
Full force lying now.
It’s not easy to do.
And then there is that chronic cat like whine-bawling.
I feel a permanent unnatural smile paste itself onto my lips.
I would rather hear fingernails go up and down a blackboard.
What a cute baby I lie....

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It made sense the sky fell on Chicken Little
But Chicken Big doesn’t play second fiddle
So not to be beatin’
He just kept on eatin’
Until he doubled the size of his middle

Chicken Big’s now ready for his new calling
And this time it won’t be, just Little bawling
Coz the sky’s now ok
But the floor’s giving way
In fact Big is so big, the floor is falling...

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Old Man, all alone
remembering his bawling baby, being sick
and of spotty girls with golden hair
daydreaming of pink blancmange and pies


Friday nights
once he was a lad full of brass
punching the sulphate air
His wrongs as horny as cover

The autumn leaves  intertwine
The still sleeper
with no clocks to chime
The night ascends
broken by the screeching  owl...

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INNER AND OUTER

when being inside
not sitting out  -   looking in
what a difference!

birth from the middle
what a struggle     what bawling
on the loss of warmth

see the burning bush
marvel at what is inside
lifetime of searching

view of a manger
with mother and babe inside
behold!     the star

a lonely moment
left out of everything
what is life about?

Dave Austin...

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He dreams of thin chickens pecking at a dirt floor.
A big brown teapot is stuffed with scraps of poetry;
words waiting to be led out like bawling cattle
into the haze and dust.

As he does every day, he seeks some less worked earth
to plant words into, hopes they will mature into
filler, grout, and spackle to patch up his wormwood.
Mostly they scatter on a dry wind
until night reclaims them....

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As I lay here
 Agony clawing
Flowing tears
 I am bawling.

Crying over fate
 Over my rotten luck
Cursing this last mate
 Knowing I'm a schmuck.

Wishing I was better
 Wishing I was smart
Yet this pain does fetter
 And stays in my heart.

Can I be the same?
 No nothing can be
As life is not a game
 But this is just me.

Always fighting
 Always trying
Always writing
 Slowly dying....

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Fresh, Tinned Or Frozen


Father was a snap bean, 
that’s all, Sis,
nothing more.
Fresh, tinned or frozen, 
the greens of snap beans vary.

Neighbors in the yard,
clerks at the store,
folks at church, 
you and me and bawling Ma,
for years we fed his strange chameleons

so we can swear, on the Bible,
Father was a snap bean,
that’s all, Sis.
Nothing more.
Fresh, tinned or frozen.


Donal Mahoney...

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Tick, tuck the clock is ticking,
Time wasting to much debating,
Cultures dividing people hating,
Nation crumbling Politician’s bawling.
 
Youths rampaging mothers crying,
Cash decreasing poverty rising,
Fathers departing children waiting,
Communities uniting parties deciding.

Quick fix job wanted education needed,
Discipline crucial apprenticeship essential,
Change necessary walls collapsing,
Growth dormant economy crying....

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London, London!
Youths rioting,
Communities dying.

Mother, mother the world is watching
London is burning, 
Revolution rising.

Taxes increasing,
Cash decreasing,
Nation pleading.

Babies bleeding,
Mother’s praying,
Politician's denying.

Mother, mother the population is mad.
Hard times, crazy times, sad times,
Scary night, dreary night, lonely life.

Papa, papa her their cry!
Babies’ bawling,
Prison sizzling,
Cities exploding....

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Box canyon candy land,scrawled upon its walls 
the first children's book-illustrated by the ancients~
Glazed by queen frosting and a gingerbread man
A jolly blind man with a gumdrop candle stick 
tried to read it but forever scorched its meaning~
Ghost Dancers echoing through minted halls
bawling"lord licorice is coming with bushels
of thunder sticks and buckets of black rain
quickly clamor out or forever be washed away!"...

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