Short Brunt Poems

Stay in front
Bear the brunt...

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Wisps of somethingness or nothingness, who knows?...

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After the brunt of the storm
A calming begins.
A new way of life starts to form 
And the city begins to mend....

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MPG, who cared?
Nature takes brunt, oil searched glut.
Have Mercy, Please God!



*For "Tainted feathers" contest...

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At times a hair-raising event.
As I yell at my dryer and vent.
A machine to make me hot
Takes the brunt today's stress brought.
Just do your job and make me content....

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more room in the vault of the mind for love by
 whishing away rustic cob webs of hate  
positives and negativities spark like ions
the heart take the brunt with excess weight...

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The thorn-less roses were so angry
They refused to participate
In the garden Olympics
The brunt of their anger?
The accused daisies
The roses thought
They had stole
Their thorns.
True?...

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Brunt of a Hunt

Of some storms had to bare their brunt,
And down source of things start to hunt;
Everything gotten,
And spoiled rotten;
Trump ended up with what he does want.

Jim Horn...

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Listen to poem:

the whirl 
of cycles
makes
the world
go round
    evolution
    banks on it
we masked humans
now feeling the brunt
of karmic wrath



AP:  2nd place 2020

Submitted on September 5, 2020 for COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (4) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND...

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Exam blues





Midnight oil was burnt,
Entire syllabus well learnt,
In exam hall I went blank,
Looked around as a prank,
My friends had to bear the brunt!




Written May 26th, 2015
Dedicated to all students taking exams
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma...

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She was a darling,
Everyone loved her
Except me.
She was wonderful, sang her own praises
Fooling the rest of them.

I had a run in with her once two years ago.
Had seen her snake eyes, 
Had felt the brunt of her sharp tongue.
Everyone loved her.
Except me....

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Feeling deep regret for our misguided debt
Which gives us pause realizing the hurt we’ll cause
So let's raise our glasses to the lads and lasses
Who will bear the brunt on the battlefront




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October 14, 2019
F F I series 28 leonine
Brian Strand, sponsor...

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"Plain women know more about men than beautiful ones do."
               
                                                        ~Katherine Hepburn 



    
   For the fairest of them all
   No facade is too tall

   Masked before beauty
   Motivated by booty...

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Reaction to Action Regarding Sessions

Hope you understand, 
Full brunt of my intentions;
Biased was action.

Sessions possesses
No compassions known to exist;
By me won't be missed. 

Can't believe that they
Actually have approved him;
Shady character.

Jim Horn...

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One step at a time
Count them or make a rhyme  
Then fix your gaze to the front
And walk to it taking the brunt

Of the exercise in the walk
Breath in and hear magpies squawk
The Australian sun is something to behold
Being in nature never gets at all old.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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The king of Saturn, it's said,
Has eyes in the back of his head
    To add to the brunt,
    He has none in the front
And so everywhere must be lead.

The king of Jupiter, too,
Has his head on, askew
    He says hello
    When he sees people go,
With only their backsides to view....

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If you Lick the brain of the bear
                                    You will be a poet my dear
                                       So she went with a gun
                                       To the woods of Astran
                               Could not bear the brunt of the bear...

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ladies who swear should not be heard,
to cuss and shout the foul F word; their
delicate fingers must never be raised, to
form the v-shaped, rhymes  with luck.

and if real anger takes the brunt, please 
do not say what rhymes with runt; just 
stick to what us men know best;  silence
tis what we detest....

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I've picked the scabs until they bleed,
And then wonder why they never heal
Is it just a compulsive need
For pain to be what I mostly feel?

A Masochist- Antagonist!
Perfect Punch-drunk Pragmatist!
The Hypnotist who slits his wrists-
And I shall suffer in the midst

The Agony cuts one half of me
(I'll bear the brunt of all of this...)...

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Did it ever enter your mind
That I am not responsible
For your inner well-being?
And, I have neither the power
Nor the will to make you happy,
And, I refuse to bear the brunt
Of your nasty, untamed temper,
But, may I say, with due respect
Your choosing to be a guttersnipe
Makes you ugly inside and out.

written August 2, 2021...

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I marched the roads of the Western Front
To stem the tide of the Germans brunt
And stayed in the mud and blood churned ground
Of No Man’s Land and won to our victory bound

Australia lost 60,000 daughters and sons
Until the Armistice was signed and done
On battlefields there is silence now
And I Rest In Peace unbowed.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Lost unto a Gin spin
The blood grows thin
To the beckoning 
Of a morning hangover of regret
And reading the tet a tet
Of slurring rambling 
The pre-amble 
Shall read
Here lies the afterbirth 
Of the Man Child Boy
Who writes until the morning 
Comes to fetch what is left
Of the night before 
Bore the brunt of self loathing 
In Emperor's cloaking...

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Stroke Victim
Time is Brain
F.A.S.T. learners gain

Bleeping Busy Bees
Busy Robo- apians
Censoring Homo- sapiens

Turbid Transparency
Dark money donors
Opaque Senate owners

Turtle Hurdles
Baby sea turtles
Face huge hurdles

Take Responsibility
Stay in front
Bear the brunt

Checks and Balances
One man's solution
Trumps the Constitution?...

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they should take the brunt of the blame
twenty years in training all in vain
dropping weapons like a clouds drops rain
then taking up space on rescue planes
sprinting ahead of their women and children
sprinting ahead of their women and children
then taking up space on a rescue planes
dropping weapons like a cloud drops rain
twenty years of training all in vain
they should take the brunt of the blame...

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I poured myself into your onyx eyes scene;
wanted you to see my soul, and its story.
Like you, brother whale, I endure life’s tough schemes; 
while navigating in  seas, sunlit glory.

No medal beams on your marvelous bold breast; 
yet, like me, you bear the brunt of human fault.
Your faith and strength get you through the toughest tests; 
we kindred souls, persisting, can conquer all....

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