Short Blurts Poems

my belly hurts
smelly blurts
it tweeps 
it twerps
oops i've farted...
nope it's worse...

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a recurring dream a hilltop

taking my pug to a pet shop

his hair moist and long

think i somethings wrong

the clerk blurts out your pets a mop.
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Trump blurts out what ever comes to mind
Although he has nothing of the kind 
The White House Staff
Have a good laugh
They love playing, "Seek and ye shall find!"...

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It's disgusting I know and I try not to brag
But as hard as I try it blurts out though I gag
Tried hard. can't hold it in
In self adoration I swim
Only a few have equaled this stunning stag...

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I'm amazing I know and it's tough not to brag
But it always blurts out, I'm still an old sleazebag
Try but can't hold it in
In self adoration I swim
Only a few are equal to this stunning stag...

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Tattered heart pumping hurts;
Emotion sought visions violated blurts;
Something you want, sums of the need;
Adding hearts, sometimes bleeds; 



7/25/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.© 2020...

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 Please stop acting like
You care about me
I can't deal with the lies
That fuel my insanity

I can hear the voices in your head
‘You're so weird!’ One blurts
I know you think you're helping me
But, in all honesty, it hurts
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V is for the violent images created by the ID
I  is for the immaculate figmentations that come to play
O is for the opticals of illusions
L is for the lucidness I have yet to succumb to
E is for the evolution of child's play to harmful reality
N is for the nonsense my tongue blurts out  in insanity
T is for trickery schizo-affective plays on me like a leprechaun...

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She’s excited, an entire weekend
with Grandma and Grandpa.

She chatters about friends,
answers questions about school,
then blurts, “I don’t like Katy,
she’s stupid.”

I’m primed to lecture
on name-calling, when she adds,
“She pushed me down,
and hurt my head.”

“That wasn’t very nice,” I say.

“Oh, she’s nice,” she says.
“I don’t know why she’s stupid."...

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“You’re not a spring chicken,”
My husband blurts out.
The truth in that statement’s
Beyond any doubt.

My running around’s 
Surely taken its toll,
As Nature reminds me
I’m not in control.

For age has its limits
And mine’s reached a peak.
What I do in a day
Should spread over a week.

I try for it all
But my body’s refused.
As I conk on the couch,
There’s my husband – amused!...

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             Lil’ flutter
       ‘bout mine dome

      tickling the thoughts
                which
       cause the sensitive
and leave this heart you know
               gasping
               twisting
               twirling
          likewise amazed
         at the jovial burst
                    of
  instant and satisfying blurts
               enveloped
           with pretty love...

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I nailed this contest with a poem that has punctuation
for ease of read rather than confusing line implications.
I composed a free verse feeling rush that soars with
heart sentiment grounds that I tweaked until profound. 

Do check out my ew-la-la imagery, subtle flippancy, 
smooth flow that ideally rolls to tighter grab as it goes.
My write ignites awe to wiggly with words brilliantly 
alert, not unclear bit blurts, possibly boredom fraught.


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Its no L A I.?? Wer're getting greener by and by..Some say its
Erronous..? Maybe they're just sancti-moan-ious??
For although they agree.' They still advise we're loosing trees.!
Most of our planet is water.' Though thats not often
Taught'cha on the (ready news) its quick blurts of
Sensational views.' Can't there be tried science.? And a
Beneficial consensual alliance.! In place of claims untried
That we may weigh the ( l a i.. Against any probable L i e's?)

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in great detail
on and on
and on and on 
they went

blah blah
blah blah
ask me if I care
but I'm polite

I wear my best
bad ass poker face
my head wants to explode
but still they have no clue

can’t believe people can't read
that big heavy flashing billboard
the one that sits on top my shoulders 
the one that screams blurts out
CUT OUT PLEASE THIS HOLY CRAP
I JUST CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on February 23, 2020...

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A Man Called Poet Ron-


Ole, to woe unto us there was a poet Called Ron
There once was a man who liked paper.
He said, "the different wallpaper "
It was rather recent,
But not quite tasty dessert

~

He couldn't say no to the inserts.
Once he was writing on the paper.
He said, "See the lovely picture!"
It was quite, polished


But not very unpublished,
And he couldn't resist the  out blurts .

12/11/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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