Short Bores Poems

Everyday repeat,
Going to office, come home
Salaried life bores....

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Man in a black hat
He’s angry; his life bores him
Sleet begins to fall...

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Your cutting glare bores
Into me like a pin in 
A voodoo doll. Prick.


7/5/11...

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Incorrigible bores blissfully unaware that they are boring!

Date submitted : 27 April 2021...

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He snores...

        She bores!


October 30, 2017

(like 'bores' a hole in her pillow)
...

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The Carpenter Bee
By Franklin Price
6/2/2015

The Carpenter Bee
Bores blithely and busily
Wood dust discovered...

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the apple had holes
early springtime crawling bores
rotten sublet cores

the apple soften
as the worm nest and eats more
it disintegrates...

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The game of chess
  truly bores me
Enough time between moves
  for a dip in the sea

There's one more game
  that drives me up trees
Time it with a calendar
   Its name ~ 'Monopoly'...

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She said,
"Darkness bores my soul"
Give me 
the bright 
the light
the white
But 
I don't think that's right. 
I've written poetry that was beautiful.  
in a hurricane by flashlight...

©SamHarty...

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frenzied mud dauber
porch railings are no longer
we are the killers

he bores hole in post
angry about the railings
what will they call home

will he sound alarm
will army wasps come to fight
dejected he leaves...

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she gives me too much love
that is my spouse
and she bores me with it
she is too much faithful
and that is my wife
for a change I am searching again
for a nagging wife
that one who is Bunsen burner
to give me bitter pills
that I may be man enough...

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Deep tunnel of turmoil winding
  bores deep within the sensual strata 
    surface sheared in excruciating trauma 
      sinks to benumbed depth of unfeeling...
        seamless stillness.

August 26, 2020
Brian Strand Contest :
Strand Completely New (27)...

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To hoard your gifts, to sit upon
the dust and ash - this life won’t last.
I n a c t i v i t y  bores,  i n v i t e s
the demons in…these beasts lambaste.


7/5/2022
Sin of Sloth
Margarita Lillico
abcb
Used Rhymezone...

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For sickness, for weariness
What, more world-fatiguing
Appals, too brightly aware
Through hot self-accusing stare
Will to live bores deep in

Seductive as a whisper
The call to sleep, saves.
Which great peace, issued from out
Which place, soft-winged, beds about
Child, stood guard o'er, craves....

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I'm sitting alone by the flame,
with lonely heart beating your name.
and thinking, my darling, of you.

I tried to enjoy the dance,
in my new gown, ordered from France.
It enhances my eyes of blue.

But no other arms felt like yours,
and all of my partners were bores.
Only your loving arms will do....

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what breach of faith
has time wrought?
like cannonballs
through ramparts and walls
each day bores on,
unflinchingly through page after page
of sickening drivel.

the sun contentedly wallowing
in its yellow sty turns over
without a snort.

at day's end it seeks other fields
to root and hog.

(undated 1979)...

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Society is now one
	
Polished horde,
Formed of two mighty
	The two tribes,
The bores and the bored!

Don’t do!
Just even try to do!
You’re mine as am yours!

We are two
In one of ours!

Love forever
Like of doven love!
One dies one not marry!

Don’t bore me my only one!!!
It is where you are as I speculate my ideas...

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Looking out my window, not seeing what is there.
The window I gaze through is found within myself.
This day bores me, desolate and bare.
Within I find joy and adventure.
Acomplishing many things without leaving this room.
I return to the past, and dream of the future.
Playing any role I wish.
Open your windows and find yourself....

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Silent density has settled, 
Like an aural veil.
Ennui bores me with her hungry stare...
And I stare back.
Her contact is a barren performance.
A Goddess pulls at my strings, 
But I am music-less.
She will wait in blackness.
Vivacity will, again, pull tight in me, 
But until then, 
I will sit and submit to my mood.

© 2012 
Ruby Honeytip...

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Witness the folly of the yammering crowd

Those that speak smugly and those that speak loud

Spitting out syllables the live long day

With nothing to show and nothing to say

A chorus line of mechanical mouths

A bevy of bores from the north to the south 

Wherever you go they're standing beside us

Let's pray that they all catch laryngitis...

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A shadow shrouded hawk
as inert as stone
perched.

The fence is a claw
some dead hand
has hammered into
the moonlight.

Clouds,
if only there were clouds
to blur this stark glare.

That silent raptor
bores burrows
into my thoughts.

On this frozen night
there's not a feather
or whisker of cover,

nor
no other way
to hear, hide
or see.

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On God's Watch No Botch

Throughout history
On God's watch no botch may be
Except maybe me.

Don't wait to delude
Read my poems and not exclude
Spirit will exude.

Run interference
For my facial appearance
Hope disappearance.

At times my poem bores
Wish they were as good as yours
Coming out my pores.

Sounds like some great ideas to me.

Jim Horn...

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ROARING HUNGRY LION

sometimes I go on
as a roaring lion roars
chasing wild pig-bores

what is for dinner
gazelles and jackals do run
away from lion

the king of beast roars
chasing those animals he 
hungers killing those

animals chases
giant paws/claws embrace
just to kill then eat

chasing wild pig-bores
for he is the king of beast
and he must survive...

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Daylight saving time
Springing forth and falling back
Spinning on in close hauled tack
Leaving wakes of fierce held tears
In tidal bores of racing years
With no time spent in quiet peace
Burning daylight sets the pace
For this, the human race.
Tho every once and then we touch
The laid back  confidence of such
Who ride the tidal force of life
In joy earned
Satisfaction...

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Pigmented leather, indeed, make sure it is clean of belongings,
especially bodies with clothes. Search overhead and underneath
for the precious tots. Leave no one behind. Search arduously.
Though the time spent bores you to tears, you’d be wrung out
if you forget to do your spot check. Then forever after you’ll ride
that bus, in daydreams and nightmares, always searching. Search!
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