Short Manner Of Speaking Poems
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In a Manner of Speaking
Hawaiians speak like
Soft rain falling…Asians talk
Like popcorn popping
----------------------------------------------------
Germans sound angry.
French… like clearing their throat…Mutes
Say nothing of note!
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Categories:
manner of speaking, people,
Form:
Senryu
Rage Is Like a Boiling Tea Kettle
Rage is Like a Boiling Tea Kettle
Written: by Tom Wright
8-4-2016
When I allow others to press my button,
And trigger any anger that lies within.
They own me in a manner of speaking,
And I’m often left with hidden chagrin.
I know it’s always best to keep my cool,
It behooves me to keep anger subdued.
But seems I always need to let off steam,
And again I need work on my attitude.
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Categories:
manner of speaking, anger, me,
Form:
Lyric
Hi
It happens whenever I see you
My heart takes a flight to the moon
Outside I pretend not to notice
But inside does my essence attune
To the slightest movement of fingers
To a twirl or a twist at your hair
To the graceful way that you walk through the room
To the minutest shift in a chair
To your style in manner of speaking
To your beautiful smile and face
And how my heart longs to be with you
In time, in motion, in space...
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Categories:
manner of speaking, beauty, i love you, longing, love, romance,
Form:
Rhyme
Portuguese Corpora-tease
~ Portuguese Corpora-tease ~
If, in a manner of speaking
as it were
The thing is, to my mind
in all honesty
Transparency, at the end
of the day, is our #1 priority
at the heart of our mission
the foundation stone of our culture
And you have my word on that
so to speak
~ Copyright, all rights reserved, 'Doubletalk Jabberwock,' Anywhere, USA
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Categories:
manner of speaking, america, business, confusion, language, satire,
Form:
Free verse
In a Manner of Speaking
In a manner of speaking nonsense is the name
Of the wisdom you preach with thy clipped tongue
Your rusting roots where never planted,
In the prophets philosophy
As
Peace, Peace,
Peace endlessly departs your lips
Yet it has never descended,
Or embraced a soil
Embraced by wars dagger
In a manner of speaking you’re not a man,
Lesser TO of a man, she whispered to your fist
As her will scattered
Never to reunite or reminisce
The 4 letters of her once glorious
L
I
F
E...
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Categories:
manner of speaking, life
Form:
Free verse