Short Meddles Poems

she meddles me mad
doing what I do not want
mind do you hear me

2-Feb-2020
Senryu On Mind Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jenish Somadas...

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I'm not one who judges, interferes or meddles,
but I must spay my pet rock because it won't stop having pebbles.
You may find me to be somewhat of a nut
but I truly suspect that my pet rock is a slut....

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Grasping a plot 
from my store of meddles
I spread, 
near the sink, 
verbs and nouns
I've found.
Cleaving each 
to a size
then heated derive
a fragrant misty theme.

   . . .to be continued. . ....

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...for Sylvia Plath


Her grasp of things is gone,
she meddles and is lost 
with no prospect of redress.

She hovers shapeless,
rudderless in a
storm-toss'd mess.

Substanceless, tottering
in limbo's loveless hold,
only dross....

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I dwell in the heavens
 on moonlit beams
 
sun seared clouds
 billowy waves
 my celestial stage

no worldly worries
or cranial cares

My soul mingles
 meddles
 among gods

Zeus, Apollo
 Osiris
 Thoth and Thor

 dodging an asteroid
 meteor or mars

Welcome to the
 mystery of my
 soul's menage...

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The psychiatrist meddles with the head.

Nutritionists keep us decently fed.

Nurses are very clever,

As are surgeons, however,

The proctologist's probe is met with dread!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 5 in Carolyn Devonshire's "Doctor Phobia!" Contest - August 2010...

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...for Sylvia Plath


Her grasp of things is gone,
she meddles, she is lost 
with no prospect of redress.

She hovers shapeless,
rudderless in a
storm-toss'd mess.

Substanceless, tottering
in limbo's loveless hold,
only dross.



(Note: One of her poetic devices 
         was the use of multiple double-
         vowel and double consonant words.)...

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