Short Brawls Poems

Loud Overthinking 
brawls with Determination,
testing Bravery....

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ninety years old, dad
still beneath the shelter hut
unique storm of brawls....

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They fought tooth and nail
To the amazement of the onlookers
With swollen hills on faces pale;
For brawls are part of night-crawlers...

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Autumn declines and the Lover falls
Heroes die and duty calls
Martyrs are men who have lost it all
fighting senselessly in political brawls...

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The man of might delights
in challenges of brawls.
The hardships hight his heart
to falling fields of fights,
to face foemen fearsome,
seeking to hero slay,
this leman of Mjolnir....

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Most astronomers gaze up at the stars
But Freddy took pretty women to bars --
   He'd get in big brawls
   Crash into brick walls -- 
When he came to, he'd have sworn he saw Mars...

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See you not
Violence brawls silence
In brawls of loud voice
With roars of noise
To rule as king of voice
And be enthrone in reign of voices
Through all journey of violence
Back to home it's comes
To bow, in one voice
To lord silence...

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You should not fear,

though their brawls are so unyielding.

You should not fear,

though the deadline is very near.

Congress will raise the debt ceiling,

despite your skeptical feeling.

You should not fear.


**Roundelet contest (CORRECTED WITH NEW RULES)...

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Those pink grey nights
Where grumbling echoes
of distant cars
parade with sounds of drunken
brawls
Staring at bristled
arm hairs
as ice castles form upon their tips
Night shivers through me
and each step
the next ice mask
forms
beyond the skin
that begs its touch...

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Salvage yards hand me down
 throttle starters transmission brawls 
Clutch drive spent wheels ravages 
Four-wheel drive, five-speed Savages, 
all this going on in the Salvage junkyard tow yard
Just 500 feet from the freeway?

2/21/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2022©...

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Toils and brawls hit hard herebelow 
Till poetry and its bliss are forgotten;
Till the joys of rhyme totter battered 
By thrusts of a world foul and rotten. 

But when the last of blows 
The versifier's nose all wet
Has left in crimson sutures, 
This quill shall scribble yet....

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<                   Once came along an man named John Wayne
                     Winchester by his side causes more pain                           
                     Dusty trails ballroom brawls
                     Battlefield's muddy crawls
                     The duke of western inflicting gains...

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Pilgrimage
Fever aboratorium 
Pilgrimage
The teddy bear I embrace
The taste of campfire smores I eat
Summer
Moonbeam shines
Parts disguise Parts the skies 
Moon Rose the moon rise evening
Pilgrimage
Moonstone science is light on me
Over on and all around me
Autumn Fall Starlight brawls 
Pilgrimage

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

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One must part ways with the past
Already concluded, present is all that is left
Cease the desire which brawls cruelly with change,
For the already beaten path-
Is one not to be tread numerous times over
Step forward with unblinking eyes,
Regret nothing in one’s history,
For it has constructed the individual now trudging on
The individual of faith, hope, and drive....

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Have I ever told you that I have boisterous brawls with
myself over what type of tv show to watch—Greek myth,
nature, comedy, murder mystery, Covid documentary,
or science? We can never agree. So I end up writing poetry
about how this isolation is good for us—I mean ME!


November 9, 2020
entered in the "Have I Ever Told You That . . . " Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless...

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When history someday recalls
Behavior that simply appalls
They just have to reach
Those we chose to impeach
To see some who defy protocols.

Yet the record of Senate near-brawls
Will have info that sometimes enthralls
Such as votes that got split
Like the one in which Mitt*
Proved a pol in his party had balls!

*Mitt Romney, the only Republican
who voted to remove Trump from office...

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The poison that praises the phantoms of people 
shall also kill the kind kin off kilter.

Be obliged to bless base bums with brevity and brawls of buffoonery 
and suck the souls of the saints who sip the sweet sap of swine.

Once more I twist the tale of tempting tempestuous teas that taste of thought and torment, 
and whip the wills with woe for one and all aware for my entire enjoyment....

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FUNERAL
Stop imbibing,
so much.
It is my funeral,
isn`t it?
These damsels,
will be your end.
It is my funeral,
isn`t it?
That crowd,
will be your detriment.
It is my funeral,
isn`t it?
Brawls and altercations,
cannot get you far.
It is my funeral,
isn`t it?
This is not,
the way.
It is my funeral,
isn`t it?
If that is what,
you want.
Then certainly it is your funeral,
isn`t it?
LiterarySpaceAfrica  Ian Munywe©...

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Mother suffered most in the late night brawls.
We peeped through cracks in timber walls.

Plates smashed as in movies, with shouts galore.
Us caught up in the frenzy we could not ignore.

Mother suffered most at the hands of gin,
whiskey and brandy, how could she win?

Trying to smash bottles that had been hidden.
Suffering drunken blows that came unbidden.

Mother suffered most we can't deny, but
we children carry scars from those days gone by.

26/02/2018...

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When angels sing, Heaven overflows with joy
Gentle rains nourish the earth we toil
Praises echo into eternity
Peace begets prosperity
All creation smiles

When angels cry, in silence tears fall
Darkness cloaks thunder brawls
Lightning ignites the skies
Rains drown earth as waters rise
All head in earnest prayer bow

When angels sing harmony rings
Hear the songs the winds sing
Rainbows fade and give away
To the brightness of a sunny day
All is blessed for He smiles...

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