Short Fumbles Poems
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Healing Wounds
Aljim B. Lituañas
Life is full of pains and tears,
Oh! Troubles, fumbles and fears.
Flowers bloom in lonely place,
Healing wounds in God’s embrace.
Categories:
fumbles, emotions, encouraging, endurance, god, life, pain,
Form:
Lyric
Yes, the rhino is leather that rumbles
and deadly to a hunter who fumbles,
Now secure in the zoo,
Still, it might behoove you
not to show your backside if you stumble.
Categories:
fumbles, animals, funny
Form:
Limerick
When Mr. Joseph Biden talks, he fumbles and stumbles
Voters who follow him are starting to grumble
Biden seems hopeless, a real no-go
Time to label him: 'Sloppy Joe'
Categories:
fumbles, leadership, words,
Form:
Clerihew
If she say,she is an angel she humbles
When her hair waves my heart tumbles
When she talks,the heaven rumbles
When she talks,the earth crumbles
When seeing her,mytongue fumbles
Categories:
fumbles, angel, dream, earth, for her, paradise,
Form:
I do not know?
Just
like foot
ball I am
rough and tough and strong
I've taken alot of winnings.
I'm continously moving toward the goal line.
and when there are fumbles along the way,I just start again to press further,going
strong.
Categories:
fumbles, work
Form:
Fibonacci
Applause, applause
So, you say our scene’s over
But I’m calling for an encore
No repeats yesterday
Of opening night
I miss the fumbles
When we didn’t really know what we were doing
It’s all too smooth now
It’s almost right
Categories:
fumbles, friendship, life, love,
Form:
I do not know?
night
sighs deep
shuffles listless feet
yawns and stretches
scratches an invisible itch
fumbles with some change
drops another shiny quarter
in tonight’s slotted half-moon
nods with sleepy approval
and drifts back
to sleep
Categories:
fumbles, imagination, light, moon, night,
Form:
Free verse
Categories:
fumbles, allegory, life, men, nature, night, sexy, women,
Form:
Limerick
Thunder rumbles,
sounding nearer.
A small window frames
an angry, cloudy sky.
The room grows darker,
except for one corner,
holding un-earthly glows.
He fumbles with the remote,
as he loosens a loud belch.
The wife arrives,
carrying a permanent frown.
Categories:
fumbles, funny
Form:
Light Verse
Here he comes, bringing up the rear
So proud to be one of the guys
Blowing me kisses drenched in beer
As he wolfs down several pies
One tortured attempt at a promising leer
Whilst he fumbles with his flies
He’s no idea that I’m sat here
Planning my goodbyes!
Categories:
fumbles, break up, emotions, how i feel, husband,
Form:
Light Verse
Late once more,
with feet unsure,
he stumbles.
Screams at his wife,
in a life full of strife,
and she crumbles.
Far from his words,
thinking in blurs,
he mumbles.
It's a game not to fall.
Her love is the ball
that he fumbles.
He glares with glazed eyes -
A slave to his vice.
Categories:
fumbles, family,
Form:
I do not know?
I carry supple heart,
Thy name engraved on it;
Heart when pulsates,
Vibrates thy name;
Whispers love and love,
Always love;
Thine exhilaration so egregious,
Coerces me to swoon;
My gait wobbles in ecstatic state,
Fumbles thy arms to hold;
My heart is supple,
Always seek thy chum;
© sadashivan nair
Categories:
fumbles, girlfriend, happiness, heart, husband, i love you,
Form:
Prose Poetry
As they slowly divide into fractions they crumble
Trying not to fall there's a chance you may stumble
As the Earth shakes & rumbles
I'm just trying to stay humble
Never forgetting my fumbles
Not believing their fables
Cutting the ties and turning the tables
Deflecting the lies
Find the truth through my eyes
Categories:
fumbles, humanity, identity, truth,
Form:
ABC
Struggling
To get from under the rubble
I want to join society
But I prefer my own bubble
Deep down the devil inside
Wants me to cause trouble
Stumbling on life fumbles
I take a timely tumble
Get up with my mental
Set on rumble
And a week's worth of stubble
I want to shout
But it only comes out as a mumble
Categories:
fumbles, art, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
In a forest clearing,
a doe worried and wary,
looks up to the noon sky;
peers through the bushes,
sniffs at the east wind,
listens to swaying leaves
... it's still safe.
Nearby, her nimble fawn
fumbles and stumbles
on a grassy, mossy mound,
playfully leaps around,
circles, dances on and on,
jumps over a rotting
... paw of a lion !!
Categories:
fumbles, animals
Form:
Free verse
Poise beyond choice
Empty floods noise
Drama flings proof
Noise beyond truth
So much to say
Nothing much stays
Drama funds break
Empty woos stake
Loud echoes call
Bitter pumps gall
If only when
Fake fumbles then
Sorry scene here
Devoid of cheer
See drama sigh
Mad passing by
Leon Enriquez
14 September 2017
Singapore
Categories:
fumbles, allusion,
Form:
Couplet
I muddle through the day
like an old tire being
dragged out of a muddy pond.
Words and days come and go -
an expression fumbles
out of my mouth.
Just another day of tediousness
and exaggerations.
I would ask you to come
with me but I know
you'd never go back
to Idaho -
days upon days of snow
buckling the power lines
and rooftops.
I muddle through...
Categories:
fumbles, destiny, humanity, image, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
In the exodus of emotions
I try to flee human fears
in earth hour.
The sky will not be civil to me.
You had become a dark flame
like port wine.
Who was changing
the skin like a snake ?
I was busy cupping a hemangioma
on the face of a moon.
Tucked between the breasts
a dream fumbles with a cyclone.
One more city dies
in my head. The streets
are walking back.
Satish Verma
Categories:
fumbles, art,
Form:
ABC
Waiting for that certain pitch for the grand slam
Just folded, the next card would have given you the winning hand
Having the lead with a quarter lap to go
After the sense of victory, a tire blows
It is fourth and goal for the score
The running back then fumbles
The competition is what they adore
You can never be a loser if you continually try
You get back from the odds you defy.
Categories:
fumbles, inspirational, sports,
Form:
ABC
Here at the gate,
Wait upon fate;
Joy fumbles late,
Seize the new slate.
Here for the flow,
Seize sightly show;
Prize feel you know,
Prompt fast and slow.
Here for this while,
Peace grooms fond style;
Finesse seeds smile,
Play poignant pile.
Sad story speaks,
Fine faceless freak;
Dazzle fond streak,
Prompt pleasure peaks.
Leon Enriquez
12 January 2018
Singapore
Categories:
fumbles, change,
Form:
Quatrain
Memory mulls
Distant dreams dull
Fate fumbles fear
Slow stumble steers
Waltz walking wild
Chance cheeky child
Thoughts trouble tears
Clumsy choice cheers
Bright blooming blunt
Sweet saying slant
Wild willing ways
Spread succinct say
Crisp crafty cheer
Speaks sagely seer
Gift gracious glyph
Taste touching trip
Leon Enriquez
31 August 2017
Singapore
Categories:
fumbles, allusion,
Form:
Alliteration
A husband continues to fumble
And his far upset wife grumble,
For his easy requests mere mumble:
She’ll shed no tear, if their lives tumble:
The once straight walker now does amble
“Are these ‘Evil’ or its preamble?”
But she shan’t go for it: a divorce.
That should be living marriage by force:
If she remarries ‘Adulteress’.
Husband Nick claims he’s an example.
“Yes, in folly you’ve got an ample.”
Categories:
fumbles, conflict, confusion, marriage, prejudice,
Form:
Rhyme
Envious of the faith you hold
because i have never felt its touch
Bored of the boredom
Being in reality
living in the unreality
The new born utterances explaining and naming the nothing
The voice that remained silent
through the young spilt blood
the adolescent fumbles
the undefined shadow
the decent of the descendants
No empathy from the eye witness
No sympathy in pain
Still the unheard voice
argues in my name
Categories:
fumbles, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Squat squawk yakety yakety yak
Russell through the mambo mumbo jumbo
as I speak it fumbles
do you say as I said stop
repeating but I'm speaking the voice of a parrot
never stops
talking it mocks
and in it's merit imitating me
I speak it squawks I talk
it mocks
the voice of the parent mumbles
me the voice of the parrot talks vertically
4/16/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Categories:
fumbles, adventure, analogy, character,
Form:
Free verse
I don't argue my fate
or resigned intentions,
The direction of swirls sometimes
encounters a gale...
These times are lost in a God's
sense of
seasons redacted in his loosening grip...
I cringe when standing seems sensible,
screams that saw distance in
horizons
now see it in space...
I raze effortlessly now what you see,
my vision encounters yours
and fumbles a perfect two...
I notice you,
but simply revert to
an unhindered me
Categories:
fumbles, fear, self,
Form:
I do not know?