Short Meddle Poems
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Short, sharp and shirty
birds do not meddle as man
does with mint for lamb
A skater with a beautiful face
Wore panties trimmed with delicate lace
The judges swore
They did not score
For the lace being quite out of place!
Bacon and eggs each morning his treat
Chocolate and candy and all that's sweet
No helmet with pedal
No seat belt to meddle
Making eighty years old was no easy feat
There’s a story bout Hansel and Grettel
And the last time that they tried to meddle
With a crafty old witch
That they couldn’t ditch
She cooked them up in a fine kettle
Trump May Meddle
In many lives Trump may meddle
Won't wait until smoke does settle
More time is beginning to bide
After he has lied and lied
What next is cooking in his kettle.
Jim Horn
Tender sweet the fruits in love,
They push and rub,
Meddle with wet lusting bodies;
In deep passion?
On the flip side the hues play,
With the shadows;
For now the colors fade with
Each endeavor.
Smoothly Sail When Justice Will Prevail
When we do want to smoothly sail,
Must always allow justice to prevail;
Never will meddle;
Things down settle;
And we will surely do it with out fail.
Jim Horn
Nosy and bothersome
Nagging Nelly nit picked
needing to meddle, with
nary a thought, as if
nothing could prevent her
nonstop, needling tongue from
notable annoyance.
Written on 4/39/17
I carry you
I shower with you
I speak with you
I sleep with you
I eat with you
I think with you
You still complain?
What you need is a warning
"Don't you dare meddle
in my business"
"you are my brain
Not My Heart".
Sully* was back in the saddle
up the creek without a paddle
Meenie stole his hat
followed a stout rat
With cookies his hands did meddle
Sully* is Sullivan my pet simian ghost
Meenie is my cat
Both are naughty
Gravity leaps
Flood of merchants across borders
Meddle with shoelaces-
Government ties a baker's dozen
As a secure future treds
But lightly outbursting pounded
Chest metal shed, I grew tall
Seeing it all unfold
While wandering feet back across borders sped
Tears, they flow as giddy gushing streams,
and meddle with our facile sense of joy,
seamlessly they interface cod emotions,
whirlpool laughter smothers trite elation,
smirking bogus rivulet, weeping willow branch,
to that toxic ocean known as hollow mirth
You love me,
but I feel alone.
I believe its me,
not you alone
This feeling is from within,
not anything you have done.
Not anything you can help with.
Something that I have to change.
Not something you can meddle with.
No one can hinge.
No one can handle.
Everyone Should Be My Soul Mate
Each moment many people must motivate;
Remove prejudice, discrimination and hate;
Down do settle;
Never meddle
Everyone should always be my soul mate.
Am currently reading "Undeniable,"
2015 by Bill Nye the Science Guy.
James Horn
That prowess not exact
mishandling of intent, the wayward stack
taught needlessly, the childish empathy's intact
does meddle, muddle, and retract!
The wisdom of concern does counteract
the concentrated effort, closes lack
dissension in its needling, signals act
while consternation's rendering, faces fact!
My friend reluctant to
attend office, too afraid of
his boss's disproportionate love;
constantly meddle through
intrusive disruption thereof;
evinces what he can do.
Keeps juniors under watch;
tries to manage even smallest
details of each work in office;
impossible to dodge;
‘Work Freedom’ thought he'll abolish
if he can; None can match.
I am not you-
but you will not give me a chance,
will not let me be ME.
If I were you-
but you know I am not you,
yet,you will not let me be ME.
You meddle,interfere in my affairs
As if they were yours,and you were me.
You are unfair,unwise,foolish to think
That I can be you,
Talk,act and think like you.
God made me me,
He made you you,
For God's sake,
Let me be ME.
Jumping for joy on winter’s day
Forgetting I need an inhaler
Hoping to glean a healthy way
I refuse to be a wailer.
Mind over matter works for me.
I talk myself out of wheezing.
When the cold snow surrounds each tree
Even when the weather is freezing.
I in no way have to meddle
On this glorious winter day of gray.
Sit on a bench and quickly settle,
Listening to the caw of cloud’s bluest jay.
Dazzle the fickle
Fancy moves sickle
Deeper than dazzle
Crafty hurls ample
Meddle with funny
Folly shines clumsy
Telling taut crazy
Mindful hides simply
Profound can amaze
Distance fires ablaze
Nonsense puns sexy
Empty floods easy
Sensuous smiles silly
Glitter signs glitzy
Joyride now consorts
Frolic spills report
Leon Enriquez
09 September 2016
Singapore
While we are in the same space, we do not compare.
While my soul is outside, your soul is unaired.
Yes, I know, we are both diagnosed.
The helplessness we receive is not supposed.
While we are both unsettled.
I wish I could meddle.
And tinker at your life.
With horrors that are rife.
I guess I suppose.
That that would impose.
On your hopelessness.
That we both confess.
Unkind ruthless world
All values and worth lost
You hit me a lot hard
Don’t find out the cost.
Body and mind so week
You all call me wise
For a safe niche I seek
Sick of endless compromise.
At desperate edge of limits
Sunk deep in distraught
Tolerance broken to bits
Time has come to revolt.
Don’t meddle in my affair
Else I’ll hit you harder
In war everything is fair
I’m sitting on black powder.
November 13, 2018
Happiness
Sometimes this feeling has no bounds,
Everything 'round, so sweet it sounds!
My heart and mind with tingly feels,
The terrible wound in my heart heals.
It feels like it will never end,
But then I realise it might...
I'll have to make my heart mend
I'll have to make things right.
Why think of the future and destroy your joy,
Why play and meddle and toy?
With your heart and mind never mess,
Never destroy your present happiness!
don’t peddle and meddle when you should put the pedal to the metal
don’t sneeze and wheeze until you say may I please
halt before you salt, else your arteries will take the fault
don’t catch cold when you’re old or your lungs will fold
take a daily walk around the block behind geese in a flock
don’t sweat the small stuff and don’t pet the sweaty stuff
cook bake beans today, tomorrow you’ll pay
you had your chance, I’m taking a stance, no romance!
Thoughts that arise, oft hold us in surprise
Seeming to be of foreign origin
Flicked away before ego does apprise
If we meddle not, all thoughts are virgin
We look and release, flowing like the breeze
Resting narrow thought construct perception
Dweller of the void, living life in ease
Unaffected by the world external
Blissful presence, with nothing to appease
Choosing thus, the throb of bliss eternal
Be to become, a living miracle
21-March-2021
"The Unexpected"
The unexpected
came knocking at the door
bed time stories
became the law
a momentary lapse of reason
rolled the sweet dream over
and stole the pulchritudinous child
hiding under stolen cover
cereal killer
spoon fed
the hard boiled egg
soft salt and pepper
listening to echoes ...
pulling loaded triggers
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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"Meddle", Pink Floyd