Short Jangling Poems
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jangling nerves... tense, taut...
darting to and fro… caught... trapped
whimpering feebly...
The brave gunman licks his lips...
duck soup... easy prey... unarmed
Categories:
jangling, emotions, murder,
Form:
Tanka
no designed gem creation
gathers my stunned elation like earth's jangling flirtation
of dazzling rain drops forming on a green leaf foundation -
a pertly dancing sensation
garners my soul's ovation
Categories:
jangling, beauty, nature,
Form:
Verse
The Bells
The bells,
The gels.
All’s well,
I tell.
The swell,
Can fell.
Golden,
Bolden.
Mega,
Sound rah.
Jingling,
Jangling.
Hear joy,
Ahoy!
Ding dong,
Belong.
Fire warmth,
By stealth.
Dominique Webb
Categories:
jangling, appreciation, christmas, cool, december, happy,
Form:
Footle
the wind howls and whirls
eastward of the pier's fence
anchor chains jangling
May has come around
the thick, surrounding drizzle
continues to rain
under blazing sun
yesterday's raindrops dried up
the cracks look larger
Written: May 13, 2023
Categories:
jangling, analogy, creation, weather,
Form:
Haiku
Quiet my jangling head
[marbles set loose in a drain pipe]
Silence churning doubts
[acid bath of corrosive thought]
Calm my rasping breath
[jagged edges of restricted output]
Cease excessive activity
[upanddown the spiral staircase]
Steady my stricken hands
[pounding pegs into nonexistent holes]
Undo me.
Categories:
jangling, angst, confusion,
Form:
Free verse
Why did I not listen
to my jangling nerves
the day before?
Why did I ignore
the sensation of
tips of fingers on fire
the day before?
Why did I not slip off
my rose-tinted glasses
to see what really
lay ahead of me
the day before?
My body and mind
were screaming at me
"DON'T DO IT!!"
the day before
I wed.
Categories:
jangling, anxiety, destiny, horror, wedding,
Form:
Verse
Henry picked a ladybug;
Hadley chose a fly.
Mine was striped but not a bug
I could identify.
Up and down and round and round,
With music jangling on,
We rode the carousel until
The time we had was gone.
Grandpa took the photos;
Nana thought up rhymes
And had to ride, on different bugs,
With Hadley two more times.
Categories:
jangling, granddaughter, grandson,
Form:
Rhyme
Frozen flower punch
Hibiscus blossoms for your ears
Luau skirts and fire rings
Streamers hanging in the air
Cocktails soaked in pineapples
Roasting pit to coals
Anklets jangling on your feet
Ambrosia mint in bowls
Smiles to pass with every song
Laughter jewels the moon
Eating the afternoon away
with a Polynesian spoon~
Categories:
jangling, childhood, happiness, life, nostalgia, people, places, time,
Form:
Rhyme
A baby is a bundle of jangling receptors
a limb-wiggling curiosity machine
Equipped to record and retain every sensation
with nodes and neurons labyrinthine
We watch her nap and feed
pray she gets the sleep she needs
While deep inside her, a learning explosion
moves mighty mountains, fills vast oceans
Categories:
jangling, baby, education, inspiration, miracle,
Form:
Rhyme
mystic mind moaning
voluptuous veins vying
hoisted heats hankering
squeezing salient sanity
girding gaunt ice
veiled by vice
hollow joints jangling
eerie echo smirking
felon fun flickering
drooling darkness dances
drooping over vices;
salient silhouettes sketches
on and on
smeared space gnawl.
19:12:23:09:18
Categories:
jangling, allegory,
Form:
Sonnet
In stars above our secrets hang—
Our naked past unspoken of
Veiled words that the talking drums bang
In stars above
Silent choirs delight our chain gang
Even sun yolks; friendly folks shove
And shout below, still mercies sang
Contentment rests as a sweet dove
On shoulders shattered so, they rang
Minced bones jangling, but God does love
In stars above
Categories:
jangling, forgiveness, god, identity, nature, peace, slavery, stars,
Form:
Roundel
Everybody owns an office,
Though not already swiveling its chair;
Everybody, custodian of some promise,
To think differently, simply unfair.
The yet-to -be jangling -the keys to -it
Isn't to be dismissed as unfit
Between Mr. Dalton and Lady Eunice,
All repositories of some gift
Before their last breaths have it surface
If not stupendously, more than a bit.
Categories:
jangling, blessing, business, career, courage,
Form:
Rhyme
Breaking, bashing, creaking, crashing
Pandemonic pounding pain
Reverberating bone to brain
Slamming, smashing, thrumming, thrashing
Mechanical chaotic grate
Echoing; can't concentrate
Scraping, scarring, jangling jarring
Bastard, broken beat becomes
Endless, dreadful demon drums
Maiming, marring, ringing, roaring
Blaring banging babel beats
Repeats, repeats, repeats, repeats
Categories:
jangling, angst, onomatopoeia, sound,
Form:
Rhyme
In the shade, I shrivel
in flowering cactus
crafting sloppy verse
below the scraggly
exhausted moon
warm reverberations of love
originating in the Jade Garden
nerves jangling in my true being
the magnificent encounter
of how to melt
this iron reluctance
dreams can feel
most real than actual life
every day as I unseal my eyes.
Written: May 12, 2023
Categories:
jangling, appreciation, beauty, green,
Form:
Free verse
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Silver bells
Rising in pitch
Rhyming jingles
Golden bells chime
Timing enchantment
Approving its Ring-a- ling
Embellishing the reindeer's harness
Flight over whimsical night sky performing
Indulging Santa’s approval of their good luck
Jingling, chiming, jangling, chiming in unison
* Silver, Gold *
Bells
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11/30/2016
Categories:
jangling, music, night,
Form:
Shape
The faceless name of stigma
with more eyes than not
go side steps and looks
there, media begot
Whose singing and slur
with stick and with stone
the backhanded harm
confiding to home
With strength that’s locked up
minds reeling to shout
the jangling of keys
to let that strength out
It’s a tentative stride
walking into the frame
those keys are our tools
to win back our name
Categories:
jangling, anxiety, depression, life, mental health, mental illness,
Form:
Quatrain
Incessant wailing and slamming doors,
Horrid trudging on the floors,
You think this phases me in the least?
No more, for I get no peace.
Messing about with jangling locks
Proceeded by rapid knocks,
Though the noises usually do quiesce
Quiet can’t contain this beast.
Still, no matter what I say
Not all noise will rue the day,
For when the melody fails to cease
I do not feel any need for peace.
Categories:
jangling, anger, angst, feelings, language, peace, time,
Form:
Rhyme
Watching the window
Watching carefully
Waiting for those feet
Familiar feet
Pattering near door
Standing wistfully
Waiting for those jeans
Familiar jeans
Hands stuck in pockets
Keys jangling inside
Waiting for that shirt
Familiar shirt
Rain soaked on shoulders
Fancy patterned front
Waiting for that hair
Familiar hair
Tousled and unkempt
Moving in closer
Waiting for my dear
To give me a kiss
12/7/15
Categories:
jangling, absence, i miss you, love, pain, passion,
Form:
Free verse
Paisley bow-tie
orange socks
polka-dot knickers
suspenders dangling
Crazy Marvin's
testing 'wonder-drugs'
to get his bank
account jangling
Clouds of smoke
puffs of steam
strange whistles
bells jangling
Delirious, dizzy
all in a tizzy
Marvin's predictably
mangling
A formula for
the tutti-frutti, raspberry
bubble-gum serum
he's angling
To shove down
my throat ~
Help me!
I'm strangling
Categories:
jangling, crazy, nonsense, science,
Form:
Narrative
This kite electric
tangled in the power lines
tattered silk like paper skins
of dyed and colored onion rinds
With salty satin stains
flapping in the ocean air
it once held tight a child's hand
tingling knuckles white and bare
Updraft caught and carried
jangling raw up on the wires
electric now ungrounded
white heat lightning fuel tipped fires
Now it begs release
from the metal to the sky
With my own eyes as witness
sparks reach out to catch it fly.
Categories:
jangling, adventure, childhood, loss,
Form:
Couplet
Twisted and broken my bones be a jangling.
Crying and screaming for my body be a hanging
Cheers and a chuckling as the klan be a sanging
Music to his ears as the echoes be a ranging
So deep was the South
So cozy was the house
Im cold in the grave
Just a boy for me to save
He was buried and drowned in that cave
Animal on his back ,is what they engraved
If grownups could only behave
I never whistled at her mister but I told you I waved.
Categories:
jangling, america, anger,
Form:
Free verse