Short Fritter Poems

Do Not Fritter
Things Always Glitter...

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Batter bitter birdie's bum
Fry the fritter for the chum
Peter's picky peaky tum
Tummy crummy dummy dum-dum...

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White fairy flowers
                   of sweet romantic fragrance
                   lasts all night,come morn
                   lose colour fragrance and shape
                   fritter as forlorn damsels...

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why do i want something to say?
i have enough other thoughts
to fritter away.
does not this day deserve
the moment of peace 
i've caught?
somewhere beneath the breeze
it reserves my bloody end 
for me,
one hopeful hint
before the red tint 
is all i see....

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Clove of garlic for the heart
Green tea for diabetes
Carrots for the eyes
Milk for healthy teeth and bones
Coffee for alertness
Prune juice for regularity
Spaghetti for energy
Oatmeal for fullness
Green beans for vitamin 12
Red meat for anemia
Apple fritter for my sweet tooth...

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Listen to poem:

we fritter it away 
we play with time
as if it were a toy

when deep inside
we really
do know better

each passing day
a forlorn longing
for what could have been



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE TIME WE ARE GIVEN~ 2023

AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on August 24, 2021...

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Mud cookies
        Swallowed,
        Under
        Punishing sun.  
        Cramp
        Dampness 
        Termination,
        New day has begun.
        Perplexed
        Deprived hunger,
        I fritter away
        Enclose fun.
       Unbalanced
       Ying 
              Yang
       The Devil has won....

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A guy to his girlfriend on phone-

"I love you,you do too,
But now I also love someone else.
She doesn't fritter my money,shout,cry like you,
She's dark,beautiful,an enchantress.

She invigorated my spirits,mesmerized me,
I didn't even realize when the sun sunk.
We'll postpone our date of tonight,I can't drive now,
'Cause baby,I'm drunk!"...

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What is this strange sensation?
I can't focus on the day.
My mind is in a tailspin,
And I fritter the hours away.

Breathlessly, I gasp for air.
My fingers and toes are numb.
Temptation chills my bones.
What more will I succumb?

Balanced on a razor's edge,
I teeter on the cusp of doom.
No mercy for my ravaged heart,
Each time you walk into the room....

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It seems that I write and I write and I write
  and somehow that's not really alright
  to fritter away these precious moments
    Just when did I assume I'd the right...

I sense that it's become a stale habit
  a morbid ritual, fatalistic, hoary rite
Deep in my soul, I know something's not right
  that I write and I write and I write...


           May 23, 2019...

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I had to be much bitter,
Sure of the two The Fitter...

Away hours he'd fritter
On some spot steady sitter,
Never chats ends with Rita,
Engulfed in things that glitter
Fears of what in me bitter
I could betray as a hitter,
Peter dropping like litter
And never picking him up
An "I shan't - have - again pup"

So, its a lucky Peter,
For whom things have been neater....

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Don’t waste your life with regretful tears. 
“It’s not the years in your life, 
It’s the life in your years”
Abraham Lincoln spoke these words,
Some of the wisest I’ve ever heard.

By these wise words I work or I play.
This day is as precious as one to come
And the longest has but a very brief stay.
Each is a part of the total sum
And much too important to fritter away....

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Falling leaves of the ash tree
Burned to the ground
Behind you see
The embers found

Wind flows without directional need
Branches fallen lain to fritter
Spreading remains of the withered seed 
Yore the scorch the earth un wither

Sprouting stem from far you flew
Careen a trail of destination
Giving birth to hope anew 
Tree’s first breath of transpiration

Coppice recapitulate
Life perpetuate...

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Haste me not to your arms but to your Heart
for I already belong in your arms
but as for your heart
I am lost, lost to another
who dwells in that sacred part
woe is to me who loves you with all my soul
only to have you fritter it away on another
another who could never love you as I do
set me free you scoundrel you
I’d rather live a life of solitaire
alone happy and free
than dwell with you in a life of misery...

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Being a non meat eater
I'll never eat a spam fritter again,
So why is the special offer on the counter so inviting?
Am I back at school again?
Queuing up for dinner
And hoping for something nice.
No menus then,
Probably just as well,
And the fritters are there
With baked beans and chips,
Treacle tart and custard for afters.
So I'm in the queue
Feeling dippy in the chippy,
Longing for something
I can't really have.
Veggie Spam anyone?
Didn't think so....

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A catalogue came in the mail
Of places I could visit,
Descriptions of the journeys
Both exotic and exquisite.

The trips were educational,
For travel and for learning,
With some possible connections
To new friends upon returning.

The itineraries beckoned –
Every country you’d consider
If you had the savings ready
And the time that you could fritter.

So I thumbed through all the pages
Of the places for exploring,
But for now, my home has more appeal
Than anyplace for touring....

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