Short Coddled Poems

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Premium Member FALL'S AROMA

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ upon bronze leaf ‘neath cloud-coddled skies fall’s aroma comes in solemn grace
Form: Monoku


Premium Member The Spoiled Maltese

a privileged, coddled maltese

is so spoiled her demands never cease

eating only fresh fish

from a fine china dish

her sole friend is a smug pekinese

1/1/22
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Privilege Matters Not

I am a
white
male
suburban-raised
ivy-league-educated
coddled
spoiled
baby boomer
who 
wasn't tough
enough
to make it
in the
business
world

You 
now
know me
inside
and out...
Form: Bio

Little One

It didn’t matter when I was a kid. 

All the little things I never did. 

Toddling around, it’s cute when I can’t speak. 

But even then, my future was bleak. 

She coddled and cooed and mended my cries. 

Until I grew up, with pain in my eyes.
Form: Rhyme

Shock and Awe

the war was well 

on its way
mottled and coddled
 battled  and  bottled
before the

            front was modeled
      the frontline was hobbled
the forefront was cobbled

dark hearts be doubled
light hearts be troubled

the war is well
on its way


Premium Member Four is Super Confident

We coddled and coaxed
Cajoled and cuddled
Caressed and calmed
Candy would not budge

We encouraged and enthused
Attempted to inspire and excite
Candy smiled
But refused to comply

We teased and tormented
Attempting to train her our way
Candy laughed and skipped away
Super confident at age four.
age

The Empty Sting

Your coddled mind
Believing what is not
You said I have a thing for you
You said you are my queen
True only to the people you dare

Sorry, my queen
There is no reason for you
There is no thing for you
I am not meant for you

You thought I didn’t know
But, my heart is for another
That is the truth for who I dare
© Byron Kaya  Create an image from this poem.

Chorus

The flop and flurry
of woozy wings
tromps over hedgerows.
Claws scrabble
feathers flounce.

Here a rowdy cackle
in a coddled coo,
there a hullabaloo
in a ruffled flutter.
Birdsongs pumps up,
balloon into chattering tunes.

Another teaming tussle,
another musical lurch
as sleepy birds
roll off
their nocturnal perch.

Premium Member tough love finally

tough love
some say it is the best way
so they toss their child out with the trash
she climbs back in the window
huddles under her blankets
praying you won’t find her

you do not feel guilty
you do not care
you are a parent who is stressed and strapped
for forty-six years you have coddled her
working three jobs whereas she has had none

whose fault is this?

Premium Member Man-Child In His Promised Land

Man-child in his Promised Land
  He burns Bibles as would a savage
Spews failed Marxist-Leninist garbage
  Then 'safe spaces' he demands

Coddled criminal, he totes a weapon
  Storefronts, he loots and damages
Government buildings his firebombs ravage
  Then he screams, "The police -- defund!"

And all the while, Liberals take him seriously
  As he spits and vomits on America and her history
Form: Quatrain

Lexis From My Heart

You left me in the lurch why
I long for your love
Your memories haunt me

Coddled with roses, chuck me why
The petals have faded yet
The thorns do not prick

Hate me, don’t ignore me why
Like a peacock lingers for rains
I seek your presence

I can’t forget you why
I am ready to forgive you
Fall back in your arms

I want you to read this why
I can’t write poetry avaunt
These are lexis from my heart

Premium Member Uncommon Courtesy

The bookstore door

startles open with

a man's hearty hand

and sincere smile 

landing upon

this skirted lady, 

bashful to be 

coddled, but

undoubtedly 

wanting it.

Mirrored cheeks widen  

like the open door

with hearts extending.

Thanks is verbalized

and humbly

appreciated.

He tilts his top hat

and I am flattered

by the flirt

of uncommon

courtesy.


4-9-2021

March Stew

Mornings are littered
with gnawed husks,
charred mouse-tails. 

March is burning its strew.
The limbless
braid a thawing earth
into knotty threads.

On wet lines flannel shirts 
poach in a warming smaze. 
while gust-hogs 
still attack the hedgerows.

In coddled kitchens
muggy boiled cabbages
envelope 
a pottage of sky.

Stubby snuffles 
herald undertows 
of new marrow.

April paddles in
with wet crumbs 
and buttercups.

The Waddling Vagrants

The Wellington Harbor vagrants that waddled
Removed from the sushi stand where they coddled
Were heard to say,
"That is okay,"
"For it badly needs to be remodeled"
   



New Zealand Police Detain Penguins 
New Zealand Police on Monday arrested a pair of penguins as they were caught loitering outside a sushi outlet. The birds, described as "waddling vagrants" were held near a Wellington train station as they made their way to a nearby Sushi Bi.
© Pat Adams  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

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