Short Coddling Poems
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Try not to
Held yourself together, always.
Experience a heartbreak,
Go through pains,
Stop coddling your heart,
Leave luxury of unhurriedness,
And step into
The world of reality.
Categories:
coddling, adventure, appreciation, identity, inspiration, inspirational, life, motivation,
Form:
Carpe Diem
Dragon’s milk, will I not breathe out flames?
A malted stout, so kind in taste, so brave.
I wonder at its caramel color, glass shines.
Coddling you kine brew, til the last dark drop!
Categories:
coddling, drink,
Form:
Free verse
How can I trust again?
Your corporal act to pretend.
I've weaved my recluse
Coddling my spirit away
Their is a hypocrite
I am prey.
Intertwined with survival and dilemma
My heart cries out, bless my mind
And be aware.
Speaking of you I'd rather swear.
Categories:
coddling, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
Christmas is coming.
There's snow in the air.
A melody playing
our hearts can't compare.
Where hopes we are coming
to peace in the land
Bring feeling's of settling
for lord of the grand
That spirits worth coddling
are love for all man
When hopes for each other
bring Christmas that can.
Categories:
coddling, analogy, christian, christmas, hope, inspirational love, jesus,
Form:
Quatrain
As fruit sprouts from mangled trees
fighting to survive disease
new prods must tremble the knees
since cheated serfs deserve less
coddling strokes to stoke sickness,
new stress must press for distress
pumping 50,000 watts
into people casting lots
braving to stave social rots
while scrambling the strong of mind
and binding us all behind
fearful compliance maligned.
Categories:
coddling, political
Form:
Rhyme
The barren feed the barren,
and empty hearts a like in manner seek
to satisfy a sadness, stuck deep
within the marrow of the meek.
They blame the cheerful, and cast
them far beyond their realm of consciousness,
while coddling the joyless with sorrows
that would spoil true happiness.
Faith will master self-deception,
reduce to ash the flame
of ruinous self-interest, and sow
the seeds of gladness once again.
Categories:
coddling, inspirational,
Form:
Quatrain
The barren feed the barren
and empty hearts a like in manner seek
to satisfy a sadness, stuck deep
within the marrow of the meek.
They blame the cheerful, and cast
them far beyond their consciousness,
while coddling the joyless with sorrows
that would spoil true happiness.
Joy will master cruel deception,
reduce to ash the flame
of ruinous self-interest, and sow
the seeds of gladness once again.
Categories:
coddling, joy,
Form:
Quatrain
The barren feed the barren,
and empty hearts a like in manner seek
to satisfy a sadness, stuck deep
within the marrow of the meek.
They blame the cheerful, and cast
them far beyond their realm of consciousness,
while coddling the joyless with sorrows
that would spoil true happiness.
Faith will master self-deception,
reduce to ash the flame
of ruinous self-interest, and sow
the seeds of gladness once again.
Categories:
coddling, sad,
Form:
Quatrain
Autumn leaves
splash across the earth
with colors from Monet’s palette
hastened by the chilling winds
Autumn leaves
litter paths through woods
redolent of musky-sweet smells
accented by sugar-cone crystals
Autumn leaves
shake and scatter day dreams
posing insatiable predilection
evoking cuddling and coddling
Autumn leaves
memories of those we’ve lost
those we’ve yet to meet
fall within our hearts
Categories:
coddling, autumn, color, dream, environment, memory, nature, seasons,
Form:
Free verse
Time was each bullet bore some name,
Each lens now does nigh but the same.
Privacy’s all but dead
If not on a deathbed,
Love at Coldplay? Ne’er a lens blame.
____________________________
Happenings |32.07.2025| humour, life, love
Note: Yes, privacy is all but dead. Social media have put it on a deathbed. If there’s any doubt, what happened recently in a public performance of Coldplay the ubiquitous lens should remove it.
Categories:
coddling, humor, life, love,
Form:
Limerick
The barren feed the barren
and empty hearts a like in manner seek
to satisfy a sadness, struck deep
within the marrow of the meek.
They blame the cheerful, and cast
them far beyond the realm of consciousness,
while coddling the joyless with sorrows
that would spoil true happiness.
Faith will master self-deception,
reduce to ash the all-consuming flame
of ruinous self-interest, and sow
the seeds of honour once again.
Categories:
coddling, inspirational
Form:
Quatrain
The barren feed the barren
and empty hearts a like in manner seek
to satisfy a sadness, struck deep
within the marrow of the meek.
They blame the cheerful, and cast
them far beyond the realm of consciousness,
while coddling the joyless with sorrows
that would spoil true happiness.
Strength will master self-contempt,
reduce to ash the all-consuming flame
of ruinous self-interest, and sow
the seeds of gladness once again.
Categories:
coddling, faith, hope,
Form:
Verse
The barren feed the barren,
and empty hearts a like in manner seek
to satisfy a sadness, stuck deep
within the marrow of the meek.
They blame the cheerful, and cast
them far beyond the realm of consciousness,
while coddling the joyless with sorrows
that would spoil true happiness.
Strength will master self-contempt,
reduce to ash the all-consuming flame
of ruinous self-interest, and sow
the seeds of gladness once again.
Categories:
coddling, introspection
Form:
Quatrain
How has it come?
There was youth,
then love-
a certained indefatigable spirit,
tending memories, coddling pasts;
those pasts, her.
Recalled experiences as exhilarating
as the finest spring breath;
he'd left it all to chance,
or specified women, and now
blindsided by loneliness
and loss,
waxing and waning unpredictably,
but mostly waning.
An ordinary mortal
leads an un-heroic life
until nothing remains inside.
No, tears are not just water.
Categories:
coddling, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
I sleep with yawning windows
Under blankets of a coddling breeze
To ensure some honesty in God
I sleep with active lamps
Where bulbous dreams can swell
Un-shaded by the restraints of vanity
I sleep in the suit of a newborn admitting all
My secrets divulged in prayer should I pass
So I may leave with the same purity I came in with
I rise to partake in all while eyes are open
Knowing I can never miss a nuance
Until the daytime phoenix blinks
Categories:
coddling, dedication, repetition,
Form:
Triolet
fly me away
high above the waves
looking down into the depths
jellyfish cresting waves
minnows in the shallows
silvery slicks of scales
salted air dotted
with sprinkly sand
painted sea shells
crabs coddling the sand,
sealing pacts with the water.
eels electric in nature
spiraling driftwood
winds whip like cream up around my body.
Heaven's scent
glowing ringlets reflected
in the water
Stars in charge
coming home to a place to be.
Categories:
coddling, mystery, nature,
Form:
Free verse
I found her again
Broken into naked pieces
Scattered to the heavens
Offered for redemption
There were faded footprints
Echoes of embers' flight
Burned vestiges
Night's pillaged light
I felt love’s ruin
Ashes eating Eden’s seed
Flickering barbs of sacrifice
Life's stillborn dreams
There was still hope
Clinging to blackened feet
Coddling one another
Beneath quivering sheets
I found her again
Midnight makeup bled
I touched her weeping hand
As I knelt beside her bed
Categories:
coddling, friendship, life, love
Form:
Narrative
Go ahead, make my day!
Try and crush me if you can.
I see it as child's play!
Those that tried, only encouraged me.
Heartbreak is not my reality!
It's the springboard for me to fly,
In transformational directions.
New love is my desired projection.
I don't need coddling protection.
This is when, I am at by very best.
Let's see~if you can pass my test.
1/24/2021
~2~
Categories:
coddling, courage,
Form:
Couplet
Silence and violence,
but never any solace.
Blaming and shaming.
Never any taming.
This side or that side?
Never any combined...
forces for the good,
no one is understood.
A senseless cycle,
an endless spiral.
Sad thing of tragedy,
is it's predictability.
From the first crisis,
to the endless...
reinforced programs,
coddling the madman.
We care, then we don't.
We pray, then we hope.
Woke and then helpless.
Tired and then restless.
Brave, and then not.
Action! Then, we stop.
Categories:
coddling, anger, community, conflict, corruption, death, deep, silence,
Form:
Rhyme