Short Bustle Poems

city - day
bustle, exhaust, fumes
moving on......

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Waiting for a day
Confine myself in a tree
Hustle bustle free....

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No hustle
Neither bustle
Just muted rooms
Soundless walls whispering 
Little innocence looms...

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Underneath the El
traffic madly dashes on
pizza shops, barbers

hustle here and bustle there
adrenaline keeps flowing...

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Although they don't use a bustle
Young women still yearn to hustle
They will flaunt their rear
Without any fear 
Unless endowed like Jane Russell...

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tiny pink petals
pretty the pavement —
beneficent tree

hustle and bustle idles —
present, the little things

3/21/2020...

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A packet of fizz the Jack Russell 
Full of dashing and daring and bustle
With engine on race
And the world left to chase
Any wonder he makes such a fussle?...

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Lovers huddle close.
Rain smacks the dusty pavement.
Commuters bustle,
Seeking refuge in doorways.
Diesel fumes, cigarette smoke,
Intoxicate the bus queue....

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Could never live in an isolated area
No people around what could be eerier
Hustle and bustle
Without a muzzle
Is what I need to feel much cheerier...

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Dust and humdrum mute my senses, blurring.. fading.. dulling.
Vehicles scream, jolt me awake.  I stare into the distance,
the oblivion. The bustle inspires......   and I write....

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I watch them all,
Walking around oblivious.
That one day 
It's all going to end.
I watch them take for granted,
Everything they touch.
So wrapped up
In the day to day bustle....

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Getting to the store quick on the double,
their faces look anxious and troubled,
minutes to spare,
pulling out their hair,
caffeine the hustle in their bustle.








12-22-16...

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Looking at the world
    Like a child so excited
 In Saturday state of mind

       Hustle and bustle
I'm watching going past me
A wondrous, promising day


Date written and posted: 07/28/2018...

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The night brings the moon
The streets are full of night life
The bustle is groomed about
Couples flow around
Holding one another tight
The moon speaks of their glory

Russell Sivey...

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Darkness of the night extending
Countless stars far away
Bundles of worry overlapping
Waves of anxiety tangling
A wall clock dinging
The worms bustle and rustle
To join me 
In a lonely and sleepless night...

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I’m not here, just to make up life’s numbers 
     I’m here, because I found a niche to chill 
     Through hustle and bustle, I can slumber 
  And whilst you count sheep, I’ll be snoring still 

By
David Kavanagh...

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Gertrude Besamer was a bunny with style, flair, and class.
She entered Marla’s Tearoom with a bit of jazzy sass.
Marla complimented her on her barrette made of glass.
And her well-padded bustle which enhanced her pretty a…....

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Shucks.
Everyone's busy now.
Places to go, people to see
Teachers and preachers and doctors and lawyers
Exuding school-year civility.
Me, I prefer lazy summer.
But...
Even amidst the brisk hustle and bustle
Reindeer are grazing....

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I’m weakened by the hazy heat,
But locals bustle in the street,
And all around me lively talk.

The tarmac melting as I walk,
I see the artefacts of Rome -
And guess it’s pouring down at home.

For Deb’s Summer in the City contest...

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I must bid you adieu
In just three languages will do
Donadagohvi--Cherokee
Adios--Spanish you see
Goodbye--English the language of you and me.


(Ado means busy, noisy bustle etc.  Hear I mean I am saying goodbye but I am busy.)...

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City Life

Alley avenues
Bustle in hues of twilight
Music flees through open doors

City rhythms rhyme
Tapping toes - hypnotic beats -
I dance down the sidewalk streets.

11-2-20
Contest: Spinning a Sedoka
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud...

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The dark skyscape is immense
Covering moon in darkness
Ships amass the shore bustle
Beautiful to see

Follow the cooled openness
Water gurgles in the wind
Swiftly the clouds go on by
I delve in the calm

Russell Sivey...

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There's a push in my pen 
   a coax in my keyboard
A prod 'cross my fingers
   a poke 'top my brain

Each sentence hides muscles
   nudging stanzas to bustle 
One poem's done, here comes the next
   press down on the keys, produce the text...

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Something falling
Someone calling
The phone is ringing
A woman singing

Fishing through a purse
A man with a nurse
Climbing the mountain
A coin in a fountain

A bird singing
Holiday food she's bringing
Hustle and bustle 
Eating a tuffle...

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Trim the bushes
So that
It's not too high
Like hiding yourself inside a jail
Trim the bushes
So that
It's not too high
For love and help to rush in
In times of critical hours
Trim the bushes
So that
You can see
The bustle and rustle of your lovely neighbourhood...

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