Short Mumbling Poems
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Fumbling blindly in the dark
Grumbling finally hit the mark
Tumbling until morning light
Mumbling what a wondrous night
Categories:
mumbling, lust,
Form:
Rhyme
Lost in the blueness of thy pupils
Frozen where i stand mumbling that`s all said
Then your not meant for me touch moved my soul.
Categories:
mumbling, love,
Form:
Haiku
You make no scence,
Mumbling to yourself.
I love you,
but
That is so hard to say.
Your tapping,
Singing the same lines,
Over,
and
over again.
Anoying the living hell,
Out of me!
Categories:
mumbling, brother,
Form:
Blank verse
If walls could talk it would freak me out
That's really loopy, I'd just stagger about
Mumbling to myself
Question my mental health
Till they'd see it's me, then chuckle no doubt
Categories:
mumbling, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Given Up All Hope
Of things, Trump never understood the scope,
While women, he would gather up and grope;
Always mumbling;
An idiot bumbling,
And on him we definitely did give up all hope.
Jim Horn
Categories:
mumbling, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
In Ranks Did Discover Dissension
While mumbling about then did mention,
Ended up going to a Trump convention;
Many had loitered;
Then reconnoitered;
In ranks we did discover much dissension.
Jim Horn
Categories:
mumbling, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
Modern Governance
Vote-bank thoughts and woes of dissent
Leave them lost mumbling excuses
Making quick bucks their time well-spent
Leaving behind SCAMS in excess.
For Gwendolen Rix’s Chastushka form contest, 16th Feb 12
Categories:
mumbling, political,
Form:
Chastushka
Their mumbling again
Wee folk of the rain.
Each word and each syllable
A lisping, spat out.
Yond this dark window
Heard from my pillow.
Off leaf, jumping. Off roof tile
Sliding. One by one.
Of all that drops by for fun
A great turnout.
Categories:
mumbling, rain,
Form:
Rhyme
Walking through the streets of the urban lane
And smiling in the mind with the white cloud
I'm gonna rub the air and staring at the blue sky
Mumbling I'm with myself a song of fly
maybe everyone thinks me a vagabond in mad!
-Tuesday, May 28, 2019 Chattogram
Categories:
mumbling, life,
Form:
Free verse
Patiently listening to the mumbling of the needy
I've tried to help them all
Forsaken, the loved ones remain wishing on my maybe
Grasping unto my spoken straws as they fall
I wish I could find heaven twice
This time to lift up and rejoice
To nurture every night, that ought to be nice
Categories:
mumbling, caregiving, fantasy, people,
Form:
Free verse
Life and Choices
The best choice
often spun the mind
into a muse mode
of many uncertainties
Opening a tap
of running doubts
and chilling dread
We tread stealthily
mumbling our faith
even as we are burdened
with this prickling grief
we continue to pace
daring fate to its face
Categories:
mumbling, deep, inspiration,
Form:
Lyric
The sunshine climbs up the rooted ladder smelling the midsummer umber sentinels, that stand tunnel watch over later comers
shushing the interrupted lull wild that have succumbed to slumber.
Scented mumbling of dawn's spiral seraph rose pink of light lumbers.
6/7/2018
Categories:
mumbling, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
The feeling is neutral if not numb;
to the fact that most dogs are now rather dumb.
They waddle and limp to whoever has food,
regardless of thought or apparent mood,
led by hungers conjured and imbued.
Forgetting to hunt, they now excrete and eat all day,
mumbling and barking with nothing to say.
Categories:
mumbling, addiction, animal, dog, drug, extended metaphor, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
Laser Beam Focused
Whichever the dream it is fundamental you remain
laser beam focused and not be downright confused
mumbling to yourself oblivious of voracious locusts
04/16/2021
8:25 p.m.
Lake Worth
Florida USA
Categories:
mumbling, perspective,
Form:
Free verse
I pluck its feathers
mumbling……he hates me
he hates me not….
Shrieking he grabs
the feather
its ink turning red
rage
quivering across
a fearful truth….
We are together
scratching
endless words
on nothingness.
©1/8/2018
Plucking The Poisonous Parrot Poetry Contest
Maureen McGreavy - Sponsor
Categories:
mumbling, writing,
Form:
Free verse
Wind blows
Fall's leaves
around.
Tumbling
without
mumbling
a sound.
The tree
then grieves
its loss.
Watching
them tossed
upon
the ground.
Autumn
zephyrs
bluster
as leaves
fluster,
wither
and die.
Nature's
last call
sends them
twirling.
swirling
alone...
goodbye.
Categories:
mumbling, autumn, tree,
Form:
Rhyme
Where is my frog bag? The computer geek asked.
We did not hear him. He was too well masked.
His mumbling and rumbling traveled to ears of a hag.
She thought it was hilarious that a man had a bag.
Not understanding he had cords of every size and kind.
He was a computer I.T. with a big, brilliant electronic mind.
Categories:
mumbling, computer,
Form:
Rhyme
He wanted his cousin Jenny’s attention
So, he dropped from the ceiling upside down
His head landed inside a couch cushion.
We relatives had never seen such a trick.
His voice was muffled, so we did not know what he was mumbling.
We debated whether to go find his cousin Jenny or take selfies.
We took selfies.
Categories:
mumbling, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 4th
Form:
Light Verse
In this river we drown in light
A doorway blocked from me
Yet open to dry eyes
I can only hear your hands
Clutching that splintered wood as water
Rushes to ears like war
I cry at the notion
Of you stepping through that white door
Frame as you sip whiskey
In the next room over from me
Tv mumbling comforts
Categories:
mumbling, 12th grade, addiction, anxiety, dad, daughter, death,
Form:
Free verse
glistening, gently tumbling
washing hearts pure, humbling
resounding lights, mumbling
glitter alive, flakes fumbling
snow glowing bright, as I’m stumbling
through the wonderful, grumbling
so each flake sails, escapes – bumbling
glistening, gently tumbling…
on the edge of the winter’s rumbling
Categories:
mumbling, beautiful, december, january, nature, peace, snow, winter,
Form:
Monorhyme
At the sound of the bell,
the boxing arena trembles;
the crowd's maniacal roar
explodes as a thunderclap.
Blood-crazed predators,
these gloved gladiators;
fiercely glaring, rushing,
breathing murderous rage.
Altar of wealth, vanity,
hurried sign of the cross,
hastily mumbling to God
of mercy...a bloodied prayer!
Categories:
mumbling, on work and working
Form:
Free verse
because I don’t know
where to start or when to stop
I was circling around same spot
over and over for some times and anyhow, I am at here
my heart, just like a mouse trapped inside a maze
encircled by the wall darker then the sunless sky,
is mending the soul became rag from the ages of abuse
while grumbling and mumbling
Categories:
mumbling, age, allegory, anxiety, body,
Form:
Imagism
In solitude I hear voices,
whispering,
demonic.
A mumbling,
that which my innocence can not decipher,
a frequency,
a pattern,
a code.
I am invited...
...needed...
...wanted...
...desired...
Sleep takes me,
I hear them clearly now.
They speak of terrible deeds,
and in my struggle to wake,
they force me to sleep.
Categories:
mumbling, abuse,
Form:
I do not know?
And in the end, we split up.
The dream immediately faded.
How many castles have we erected together, my dear?
What happened to the stories we'd been told?
The tremor of longing is as strong as ever.
Mumbling might be heard all through the night.
I am uncertain, and we grieved a poem.
How many tears have you shed, sweetheart?
Categories:
mumbling, analogy, angst, heartbreak,
Form:
Free verse
Brittle, uneven nails
Jabbing her skin
Kept her alert
While forcing a grin
Blank, saddened eyes
Skimming the faces
Sure, to keep moving
Refraining embraces
A mumbling cycle
Of indistinct chatter
Diverted attention
From what was the matter
Leaving the impression
She had little to say
With no one aware
She had a bad day
Categories:
mumbling, anxiety,
Form:
Rhyme