Short Dribbled Poems

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Premium Member Shrove Tuesday

pancakes barbara with cream
a buckwheat galette
haddock,prawn savoury wraps
brandy crepe suzettes
dribbled with treacle
Flip,flip Hoo
Ray!
Form: Epulaeryu


Premium Member Shrove Tuesday Traditionlly

pancakes barbara with cream
a buckwheat galette
haddock,prawn savoury wraps
brandy crepe suzettes
dribbled with treacle
Flip,flip Hoo
Ray!
Form: Epulaeryu

Pudding

A pancake dribbled in syrup
With cream and cherries 
Chocolate lightly sprinkled over
With exotic fruits
Ooh and a tight thong
Now girls eat
Me!
Form: Epulaeryu

Satisfaction Guaranteed

He dribbled and tossed with a popeyed stare
As he caressed and slapped it fully aware
That  he played alone
With the wife not at home
The satisfying game of solitaire
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Heartache

Dashed devastated betrayed
Annihilated crucified smeared
Smashed dribbled drowned
Discouraged disbelieving debilitated
Life holds less meaning now
Unbelievable sadness


Premium Member Heart Throb

Heart Throb

I slurped at the buttery sauce.
It dribbled corner to corner.
I said “Serve it at bed
With fatty pork and bread-
And hide it from the coroner!”



8/29/2020
edited 9/02/2020
Form: Limerick

Past the Try

A slice of nothing
sat upon the plate
nonconsistent custard dribbled
down its sides
Fudge cake black
Splintered chocolate stars
scattered inside
with a spoon
that thinks it me
kisses as it cuts
enjoy

Badder Bladder Climbing Ladder

Badder Bladder Climbing Ladder

There had been a problem with my bladder,
Higher and higher I would climb tall ladder;
When I quibbled,
Dribbled and dribbled;
Bader and bader did become my bladder.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member JUST SAYING my art AN EMPERICAL VIEW

gestural
 abstraction
 immediate
spontaneous
  drips blobs
 from the tube

non-formal
  un-formulated
art informel
  sans cérémonie

an
absence
of
 a premeditated
   structure
 conception
       or approach
dribbled
splashed
   smeared

an emphasis
upon
  the physical
process
  itself
art
Form: Bio

Premium Member Pee Hee Hee

When laughing Sue dribbled some pee Oh bother she said folk can see My panties are wet So I better get Protection at a costly fee Sue purchased some Tena’s for women In urine she’s no longer swimmin She constantly tries Pelvic exercise Dry panties ... she cannot stop grinnin 07/10/19
Form: Limerick

linger

I ripped the skin off my fingers, I didn’t want a fingerprint that had touched you to linger. 

You could never deserve the feeling that my fingers could grace your skin, spat out your kisses as if I didn’t love the taste of toxicity that dribbled down my chin. 

Never known a love to stay, they always crack and crumble to my dismay.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Cry, Art Cry Recited

CRY,ART,CRY
A dribbled light filled space
surreal symbols,colour floats
on white.Close-up magnified
in random patterns,,an optical mix,
an harmony a stark osmosis attracting the eye 
that drips ,drop by drop into our
unconscious memory gallery in which 
all senses merge in a dialogue without words

Listen to me read this poem on youtube under name of ichthyschiro
art
Form: Ekphrasis

Saucy Syllables Scribbled

tactic theories tamed
by moaning brain
callous crescendoes' bait
airy acumen craved
felon feasts fostered
hoity twin triggered

rusty rules reeled
raging rumple reek
punctured politics' spree

dark dances dribbled
saucy syllables scribbled
did curves cripple

lanky lust birthed
vying veil's verge.
     '20:03:21:11:01

Note: Dedicated to Plato.
Form: Sonnet

Saucy Syllables Scribbled

tactic theories tamed
by moaning brain
callous crescendoes' bait
airy acumen craved
felon feasts fostered
hoity twin triggered

rusty rules reeled
raging rumple reek
punctured politics' spree

dark dances dribbled
saucy syllables scribbled
did curves cripple

lanky lust birthed
vying veil's verge.
     '20:03:21:11:01

Note: Dedicated to Plato.
Form: Sonnet

Peek-A'-Boo

White clouds slowly turning dark as if flavored coffee dribbled 
     from above.
Winds of the unknown blew fiercely thru almost bare trees.
Crackling noise of an angry cloud Is heard in the distant
     sky.
Is hope destroyed?

An unbelievable pause in despair. 
The sun comes out for the briefest moment in time.
It says "I am still here, behind the clouds."

Fuming Felon Flesh

dark dearth dribbled
crunching cloned cripples:
hoisted hay forlorn
perforating pulpy pawn
punctured pills pored
gaunt gifts gored

nocturnal nature tamed
leering lanky lame
kaleidoscopic chaos craved

meagre missiles moaned
munching mufti robe
rusty rhythm poked

yearning yucks yelled
fuming felon flesh.
      '20:05:04:20:07

Note: Of numbed nature.
Form: Sonnet

Courage Crushed Gloom

moaning myth's mug
bounty blitzkrieg's bug
seeped wanky wits
porous platter splits
dark contractions dribbled
heaving eerie hurdle

ember etched eyes
fuming felon fries
voluptuous visions vie

salient sage smiled
smothering sumptuous strife:
furious fear's heist

drools met doom
courage crushed gloom.
      '20:05:05:19:23

Note: Of perforated perception.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Sprinkling

Rain sprinkled on my forehead.
She sprinkled on my nose.
She sprinkled off my freckles.
And went other places sprinkle goes.

Rain dripped past my armpits
She dribbled down my belly.
She oozed past my knees. 
Sliding past breakfast jelly.

Rain pooled in my crevices,
Luckily I did not mind being wet.
Sprinkling kind of revs me up
You would know that if we’ve met.
Form: Rhyme

Crushing Concerto's Best

bleeding guts busted
hankering urge hoisted
dark drips dribbled
mending torn treble
felon fashion flawed
cuddling callous crawl

drooling diminuendo's crest
gaunt glissando bled
crushing concerto's best

tamed dreg tilted
sassy syllables guided
sumptuous slavery greeted

la-de-da wits worn
on funky forms.
     '20:03:19:13:23

Note: Dedicated to Robert Frost.
Form: Sonnet

Old Dude Rap

Poetry ain't words dribbled out on the fly, 
It's execution, prostitution of the me who am I.
lettin loose my mongoose of thought provoking, while others be chokin,
gettin all Seuss you just some cat in a hat, 
Philosophies of Socrates rap your brain around dat,
Don't let dem big words confuse you, this all precludes you, from being 100, thats where you blundered.

 word :)
© RC Arts  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Psychical Things

the sky lit up with bold shining stars 
as the sun said goodbye to the sky.
the moon emerged and every drop 
of fear in my veins dribbled away. 
a tear rolled down my cheek and fell 
into my lap, each ounce of worry in 
the pit of my stomach washed away. 
a shooting star made
an appearance in the dark blue sky to 
show me that even beautiful things 
need to run sometimes.

Vying Voluptuous Creed

hurly hemp hoisted
bounty brains busted
callous confetti contracted
dainty dreg attracted
dark drips dribbled
crumbling crest crippled

bogus bills braced
punctured pill paved
felon feasts feigned

sassy syllables seeped'n
tactic trends, feeds
vying voluptuous creed

lofty themes lurched
pioneered pulpy purge.
      '20:03:09:15:53

Note: Dedicated to John Milton.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Storm On Canvas

She tried to hide pain but her art reflected deep and dark sadness she could not keep away from art and she did not know when her tears dribbled on brush mixed with colours to form storm on canvas where she painted her own perfect portrait. July 25, 2016. Jan 22, 2017. Contest - Form E - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Broken Wings
Form: Etheree

Meagre Memories Measured

wielded wits whooshed
perforating pouting pool
yearning yields pruned
vying voluptuous clues
dark drips dribbled
callous crest crippled

hoisted hanker healed
sumptuous syllables seeped'n
crumbling curvy creed

mystic melody moaned
cupped crescendos' clone
haughty rhythm robed

porous pasts punctured
meagre memories measured.
    '20:03:28:11:33

Note: Dedicated to Jedidiah, King Solomon.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Enough

Is it enough to call yourself a poet,
take some scattered words and hang them out like flags
flapping pointless rags unless arranged with skill,
pooled to fill an empty space with dribbled verbs
that splatter making stains upon the page,
there must be meaning, surely something more
than endless dreary sounds 
waves of flotsam
floating noise which lands 
then strands itself upon a language shore

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