Short Gab Poems

So much more of our souls can be laid bare,
when words don’t collide non-stop in midair....

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Come all ye, kiss that blarney stone
Join in the legend and be known
For the gift of gab
Ye come kiss the slab
Eloquence and luck shall be shown...

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once was an tricky old leprechaun
colored blarney stone with neon crayons
so much for gift of gab
I just hailed down a cab
and ran over that fairytail icon...

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   Quick with a quip
     glib with ad-libs
   She had the gift of gab

   A commonplace beautician
     she had dreams and ambition
   ‘Til one day she removed her hijab
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In Blarney there’s one magic stone.
When you kiss it, you’re put in ‘the zone.’
You’ll soon gab with words so glib.
Matters not if truth or fib.
With a stout Guinness, one must atone.
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His name is Spongebob SquarePants and

he's got  the gift of gab and work's at Crusty Crab

he's yellow, and crafty ,and cool as can be

Who else can live in a Pineapple Under the Sea?



              Copyright  McCuen  2008...

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Faceless, dusty windows quickly by a noisy, rainy jackhammer;
Gab calmly like dusty rain;
Cloudy it gets, moist rain falling wet;
Dip, dip, dip, drop the steamy rain;
as the cat inside meows, grrr's and banters;


7/4/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019...

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I might drive you crazy and that's for sure, so please don't come
a knocking at my back door.
Serve me brewed coffee and soon you will see a wired Chatty Cathy.
If you really want to be cruel slip me a can of Red Bull.
Many moon ago when I learned how to walk, unfortunate for some,
I learned how to talk.
The irish call this the gift of gab, to others its just blab, blab, blab....

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What do those old hens have to gab about?
This hiss in the barnyard came out as a pout.
They are roosters, I replied, looking about.
Saying nothing, said the snake, no doubt.

It must be something, they are animated I said.
The snake rolled his green eyes back into his head.
We are speaking too, but saying nothing, right?
I could not argue with this logic, on this Halloween night....

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What do those old hens have to gab about?
This hiss in the barnyard came out as a pout.
They are roosters, I replied, looking about.
Saying nothing, said the snake, no doubt.

It must be something, they are animated I said.
The snake rolled his green eyes back into his head.
We are speaking too, but saying nothing, right?
I could not argue with this logic, on this Halloween night....

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PUSSY WILLOWS LIVE IN OUR HEARTS


The catkins, silver flamed, light up each branch.

I choose a bunch to brighten up a room,

to celebrate this Dingus Day of Spring.

We gobble gab, with pierogies on hand,

and sip our wine, and beer.  We lift, we cheer -

To life! Then bow our heads for those we mourn.

6/8/2107

In memory of my uncle and cousin...

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But I’ll refrain, she said to me.
I have my doubts, will wait and see.
She’s broken silence in the past;
her gossiping is unsurpassed,
the queen of gab in royal reign,
but I’ll refrain.

See, I’m not one to talk about,
to cast aspersions, or bring doubt,
or I might be inclined to say
her tongue is loose and it won’t stay,
but I’ll refrain.

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A Short Rondel: aabbcC ddeeC...

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Few and far between doggerel delights
Google gets it with sesquipedalian surprise
Forgive and forget gift of the gab
The sweet spot isn't always wizardry with words
So vis-a-vis what's tried and true
Is sharing something that's unique to you
Cookie cutters have never moved mountains

Checked with rhyme zone and syllable counter
Alliterisen Poetry Contest
2nd May 2023
Sponsored by: Joseph May...

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The Blarney Stone
It was a bucket list I had to fill
I puckered up and felt the chill
The stone was cold upon my lips
The ledge was hard beneath my hips
Within my head a bell had rung
And words were forming on my tongue
Stories for the young and old
Simply waiting to be told
A scrap of paper and a pen
I jot a line down now and then
In hopes someday someone will read
The gift of gab?  A gift indeed...

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Tiefe Stille 

Die Seele schluepfte in die Nacht.
Ihr wurde Zuflucht gewaehrt,
von einer hoeheren Macht.
Da gab es keine Banners, keine Paraden,
nur vollkommener Frieden
und die Gewissheit,
das Gott ist.

Sacred Silence  

Soul escaped into the night
granted sanctuary
in the quiet essence
of indwelling spirit.
There were no banners or parades,
just total peace
and the firm assurance
that God exists...

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Wishful thinking warm summer so far away
Frozen landscape each and every day
Small birds forage for their food
Seeds enliven mood
No blue sky
Cold
All is wry
Atmosphere subdued
Nothing to be done but brood
Months until trees their green leaves display
Wishful thinking warm summer so far away



Andaree Form - Poetry Contest
Sponsored 
by: 
Constance La France
18/01/2023


Pixabay image by:Gab-Rysa...

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Great Talkers

Those blessed with the gift of the gab

Are really found without Love

As everything they say
To a prospective suitor
Sounds like a Love Poem

Designed and written especially for them

Until the smell of Roses wares off

And is replaced by the Manure
it is based in

And Isn't it Ironic
How ugly is Platonic
Beauty is Moronic

Talk and Love is Cheap

And No Buys Roses 
For the Losers and the Lonely...

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Priest Was a Sin and Transgressor Stressor

He is really quite an important impresser,
And priest has been a profound professor;
Episcopalian etiquette,
That can never quit;
In sermons sin and transgressor stressor.

Jim Horn

Welcome Aboard New Priest

New priest we want to welcome aboard; 
Together with him will praise the Lord;
With voice endowed,
He can thrill a crowd,
And has gift to gab that we can afford.

Jim Horn...

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Silent
is she whose
sharp mind
unraveled;
she died.

This woman,
friendly,
loved to gab
and laugh.

Unsmiling
in her 
casket now. . .

her face
is strangely

beautiful.


May 13. 2019 for the 'Charlieku New Form' Poetry contest of charles messina

Poetry form description:  The poem must be 15 lines long  and the syllable count must be 23232,3232,323,23,3   Also, it must be 5 lines, 4 lines, 3 lines, 2 lines and 1 line....

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Tide, gently carry my whispers
Across the grey clouds that glitter
With a silvery silver lining.
Across the saturated linings fighting my flaming words,
Beyond the vultures sailing the skies
To the angels who receive them with smiles.

Gab! harness my words into meaning;
Let them be a symphony amidst the chaos that rings
From the screams of souls locked out of heaven_
From the bottomless pits where heathens
Together with my shame reside.
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Gossip


Generally harmless
Great confabulation
Gab extravaganza

Grapevine rumor makers 
                                                   
                                 Genesis of slander ...
                    
                                                         Goodbye reputation...






                                                                        Graveyard no escape from



G Pleiades Contest
November 30, 2016...

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Forgive me Lord
The misuse
Of the gift of gab
And for the painful heart
That became cold by it

For lack of faith
And exaggerated vanity
When all this, more is not
Than lack of humility

Thank you Lord,
For another day
Being able to be on this earth
Although so full of evil

Enjoying the power of good health 
And from my face´s sweat
Eat a decent piece
Of bread, tasteful

Have power to grub
The soil that one day
May host me
When the breath miss me...

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1955’s American woman ran outside in the mornings to talk.
With their neighbors. One or two of them might possibly squawk.
They would hang their laundry and gossip, laugh and gab.
Clothes line conversations the best therapy most ever had.

We kids tried to listen, but they would all shoo us away.
We were not privy to adult stuff back in the good old day.
I enjoyed hearing my mother laugh. It made me feel glad.
Unless she said something mean about my favorite person, Dad....

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I’m merely a novice 
Trying to blend
Disguised as competence
They let me in

I squeezed past
The judges table
By talking fast
I seemed able

My gift of gab
Paved the way
Scored a cab
And bed to lay

Now I’m here
Out of place
Insincere 
I hide my face

A humble ornament
Adorning corners
Fake and fraudulent 
Along the borders

Don’t come to me
With eyes a’glow
In hopes to see
All that I know

I’m an imposter
A wanna be
So please don’t bother
Studying me...

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They choose and ooze one-sided views
Which suffuse weak minds and confuse 
With truth distorted
Fair and balanced thwarted
Fox News is the ultimate ruse


Author's note: Someone at work puts this on in the gym all day.  The "reporters" are paid to gab about what matters from the very rich and selfish point of view.  It is a real freak show.  People I know who I thought were intelligent repeat the talking points with absolute belief.  Fortunately, a lot of people sense the charade....

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