Short Blubbering Poems
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sea lions crying loud
orcas don’t sleep very much ~
one blubbering mess
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02/05/22
Categories:
blubbering, allusion, sea, sleep,
Form:
Haiku
“The diva is high,” says the news,
“huge splash in the pool and a bruise.”
She scores off the scale.
She’s thin as a whale.
Crowd wades in her blubbering blues.
2/12/2022
Categories:
blubbering, humor,
Form:
Limerick
blubbering
fools, we humans,
or cold,
syncopated
by the shivering
bluish lips
of thieves,
erecting
statues
to themselves
in Southern
atmospheric haste.
we wipe away the germs
STAT
stitches up her dress
9/1/2018
Categories:
blubbering, abuse, emotions,
Form:
Verse
Dip 'em in caramelized honey or gummies
Without it, they taste kinda funny and runny
A Carnivale only for bobblehead gods
A barrel of laughs for the rest of us clods
That are blubbering bobbling bobbers bobbing
For corn-on-the-cob
Categories:
blubbering, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Gobble gobble ho ho ho it's the language of the season
Time for long johns, mittens also coughing and sneezin'
Kissing strangers in the street
Blubbering emotion you excrete
Mostly it's time for a “you, your wife and Santa” threesome!
Categories:
blubbering, holiday,
Form:
Limerick
Gobble gobble ho ho ho it's the language of the season
Time for long johns, mittens also coughing and sneezin'
Kissing strangers in the street
Blubbering emotion you excrete
Mostly it's time for a “you, your wife and Santa” threesome!
Categories:
blubbering, fun,
Form:
Limerick
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
Categories:
blubbering, funeral, grief, memorial, people, society,
Form:
Free verse
Gobble gobble ho ho ho it's the language of the season
Time for long johns, mittens as well as coughing and sneezin'
Kissing strangers in the street
Blubbering emotion you excrete
Mostly it's time for a “you, your wife and Santa” threesome!
Categories:
blubbering, christmas,
Form:
Limerick
Few oldsters or broken-sters travel in their wheelchairs in style.
Mrs. Graffitin is an exception, her uniqueness makes all of us smile.
Her foot was gnawed off sixty years ago by a blubbering crocodile.
She is a wheelchair designer, and her wheelchair is always in style.
Categories:
blubbering, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form:
Monorhyme
Oh no! Again she’s been hijacked!
Woe to me, for though her shell is the same:
Dainty and fair; she’s turned a raging maniac!
A blubbering bear and volatile flame
I let the anger subside and the angel come back
to enjoy another month of my dame.
**For the Quatret Contest**
Categories:
blubbering, humorous, husband, life, men, relationship, women,
Form:
Quatrain
Sitting with a lap full of tears
Asking the air for help
The blubbering sobs that scrimp and save for recognition
Help me please
but the nothingness holds its breadth
twisting my agony
in its tortured game of hide and never find
Somebody please help me
but the silence amplifies my fear
Alone
Categories:
blubbering, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
You are on a little roll today
I have no idea what he is speaking of
But I know one thing
He is always speaking
Yak Yak Yak
Yuk Yuk Yuk
Yak Yak Yak
Chat Chat Chat
Blab Blab Blab
Gossip Gossip Gossip
Constant blubbering and blathering
You are a wild woman he says
I ignore him
Not wanting to encourage
any more words to come out of his mouth
Categories:
blubbering, work,
Form:
Free verse
She has no friends
Tells me this via text at 1:43 a.m.
I barely know her
A sliver of barely
She says her father has recently passed
Confides that she has no friends, no support group
She had spent her life helping her father
I find out later that her father has been gone twelve years
That is enough blubbering, wailing and keening for most.
She is not most.
Categories:
blubbering, depression,
Form:
Free verse
so
when so
soon is due
the expected
the anticipated
day of day of days
truly
one and
the same
birth and day
that the cast is on
the stage premiere of
birthday
certainly a
musical but not
at birth but just at
the first that the song
is sung as a blubbering one
glares
beyond
the cake
and candles
not even making a
wish with a bib slobbering smile
Categories:
blubbering, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
Little brother, do stand up high
And reach for my hand
Whilst I wipe your tears
And guide you past my stumbling toys
Like a drunken sailor with a blubbering cold
You latch on tight, like an Octopus bite
And catch my eye with that naive smile
To push-on by and walk with pride
No need for hands
Just a mischievous smirk
As you wave bye-bye
With my favourite toy!
Categories:
blubbering, brother, child, childhood, cry,
Form:
Free verse
Constant thunder, but no blubbering - the clouds are dry,
dark, sultry; and the soil is crying out for alcohol -
A little drink of pink champagne or whisky sour cocktail.
No umbrella!
Squeeze out the plenipotentiary sopped-up water
and let the thunderclouds rip, and roar with delightful glee.
Birds and insects, in hideaway, humming softly, resting.
Categories:
blubbering, rain,
Form:
Verse
*lemon tree filled*
*with colorful melody*
*blubbering hearts*
*and lumbering luminosity*
*it’s countenance cheering upward*
*ferocious in it joyful cacophony*
*spreading wide its branches*
*buffet of pluming propensity*
*bullish in its bittersweet*
*its red and yellow sweets*
*swathed resurrection*
*Summer-squeeze of fruity leaves*
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V V
5/19/2021
Categories:
blubbering, art, joy, tree,
Form:
Ekphrasis
On that day I first opened my eyes,
The fourth of June, the month you despise.
I saw the tears, your blubbering lies,
your hate-filled speech as you curse the skies.
I was your baby, innocent and pure,
You saw a demon and a need for cure.
So you yell and I plead,
You burn and I bleed.
Am I to blame for your lustless lives?
My birth not flowers, but a bed of knives?
You're in pain, I can see,
But please mom. Don't hurt me.
Categories:
blubbering, child, mom, pain,
Form:
Rhyme
I am sorry
O far snowy forests
in her side
I am
sorry...
As i travel today
after long years
The love's old ways
I,
I just recall:
I resisted her and
rebuked
Spit and slapped
Rolled her wrist,
pushed and
thrashed
While tears rolled
down her flowery
face
And how
she had
blubbering begged
to go...
Categories:
blubbering, sorry,
Form:
Free verse
That was the partition of body that prepared to rejection
And its dance fascination which loaded with the blubbering
And the tremor of collision with clamor
And the affiliation of the others to their enemies
And the paleness of theirs shapes which sitting in the sight of evil , and replete of their death
That final Homeland , I see it filled with regret , Staring at the absence
Seeping along with the steps instinct , and the entity sin
and gaze at our souls paths .
Categories:
blubbering, cry, culture, dark, deep, heart, life, poems,
Form:
Free verse
when a kid
no not a
goat
start
again
when a
child before
playing
with
tinker
toys
logs
and
bricks
i had
blocks
to free
the mind
for each
block
had
a letter
on all
six
sides
not
being
dyslexic
i'd throw
two blocks
at a
time
like
shooting
craps
blubbering
nothing that
sounded
anything
like
lucky
seven
being
only
two
years old
building by
putting the
letters in
line
0uXNpc
seemed
to be such
a wonderful
word
Categories:
blubbering, muse,
Form:
I do not know?