Short Gabs Poems

When ladies doll up for fun
Over afternoon tea,
My rosy pots brew of laughter
Cups sipping flavored gabs,
When ladies doll up for fun.



A Prized Refrain Contest of nette onclaud
3 August 2015 , Carly Lalion
No. 2--Teapot

My collection of teapots is growing! The best
one is a set from Grams, 1910 English porcelain
edition....

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My train wreck Gabby
was a gem indeed
A giant Newfoundland
a stubborn breed

Loving and gentle
all 180 pounds
She was a mighty hunter
and she protected our grounds

For fourteen years
I loved her dear
Even when she ate my dinner
and drank my beer

I miss that dog
three past eleven
She is now with my Mom
upstairs in heaven

August 7, 2020
All Pets Go To Heaven Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France...

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Life,
it gabs
you.
Pulls
you into
this place.
Throws
you 
into the 
deep
end of
the pool.
Determined.
Accident 
of birth. 
Location 
determines
indoctrination.
Force fed 
nonsense,
brainwashed 
to be
who you become.
Fighting,
keeping head
above water.
No chance 
to think,
to question.
What’s going
on? 
No answers, 
only
questions.
Charlatans 
promise answers.
They
 have none.
Confusion!
Fighting 
to the
bitter end.
Wow!...

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