Short Nibbling Poems
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nibble on deck
Back outside in the fresh air
tiny sunshine ray
Written: January 07, 2022
Tenderly held close
Secrets floating past my ear
Lips gently nibbling
at my mouth sending shock waves
down my spine tongue tasting bliss
pink
buds pop
tulips sway
on a scented wind
juicy with new growth
deer at sunrise
both nibbling
jade stalks
stand
My neighbour's goat is called Billy.
He is starting to drive me silly.
He keeps nibbling my bush.
If I give him a douche.
He might stop then, will he??
One does not look at the sun
unshaded, often how we approach
truth for the sake our children,
for the sake of the novice, nibbling
at the edges of faith....
Munching on spiders and nibbling on rats
Riding spiked brooms high in the air
Back in motion in the witches lair
to bring my cauldron to a boil and feed my black cat
My favorite talk host Lady , Oprah Winfrey
Preaches how to eat healthy
Her friend, Gayle King, catering
A ton of potato chips for her constant nibbling.
in this world I'm alone
fighting demons on my own.
I hear their whispered calls nibbling on my soul.
I feel lost. with nowhere to turn.
I have only me.
I stand alone.
The red wheelbarrow
with its cement smudges
and rusty scratches
dwarfs the white rabbit
nibbling young lettuce
covered in morning dew
next to the flowering
crepe myrtle.
lively little lovely lithe lambs
merrily milling around Marty’s Milwaukee
nibbling nutty Nabisco nuggets
outstandingly joyful and childlike
prancing prettily like playful petite ponies
the babbling brook
so cold took breath
dropped book in shock
fish nibbling toes
away goes stress
I doze on bank
penned 28 January 2019
than-bauk contest sponsored by Charles Messina
She was more
Than just dessert
She was a full
Course meal
And I ate her
Inside but out
Side of my dream
I wiped my mouth
It seems I had
Been nibbling
On my cat's
Can of kibbles
standing on hind legs
nibbling one of many nuts ~
winter collection
Squirrel Haiku Poetry Contest (N/A)
Sponsored by Robert James Liguori
Date written: 02/02/2022
Drops of electricity
nibbling slow down your arm,
Cascades of water dancing
taste your eyelashes gently,
Slowly drown and kiss the rain;
Don't walk away from the storm;
Quick blink! the magic is gone.
What lies beyond your eyes is an
Abundantly amplified sadness that is
Nibbling of off the darkness that
Destroyed your dreams and
Erased your trust on normalcy to
Regret and walk aimlessly in life.
Hairy little rodent,
Happily nibbling seeds.
Hungry, he stuffs his cheeks,
Hoarding food for later.
Having rested all day,
He now proceeds to play.
Hear him now on his wheel.
Kim Merryman
2/17/17
You, the one riding the wind like the Orion belt watching from afar
Anticipating, watching in silence
Nonetheless, still I ask: Wherefore art thou? Sending thy storm hither
Nibbling this flustered heart away.
our baby’s sleeping
hubby starts nibbling my neck ...
time for a quickie!
5,7,5 checked with how many syllables
Sexyku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux
11/6/19
I breeched her black lace dream
as she nibbled the edges off the knight
she spun a silver prayer wheel with red lipstick sighs
at sunrise we shared a pot of black silence
I long for the night.
the night
sheaths me
in glorious
grease.
Slippery sudsy
spry and sniveling
are my friends
under the water,
between the oil,
tickling my toes
and
nibbling at my
kneecaps.
I fancied Brazil nuts and got ’em
I put down the bag and forgot ’em
My wife, greedy guts
Is nibbling my nuts
She’ll stop when she gets to the bottom
29 May 2019
Contest: Bawdy Limerick
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Judging our tensile strength
As she furiously reams
Nibbling away at our armor
Undeterred by wishes or dreams
Alternately pushing and pulling
Rending our world with her blast
Yanking us apart at the seams
Soft fur, gentle squeak
Curled up in a cozy ball
Guinea pig happiness
Tiny paws, bright eyes
Nibbling on fresh veggies
Playful little friend
Snuggle close, content
Warm fuzz against my chest
Guinea pig love flows
Caterpillar
Segmented, Colorful
Crawling, Nibbling, Hiding
Larva, Cocoon, Wings, Freedom
Fluttering, Landing, Pollinating
Pristine, Delicate
Butterfly
By: Greg Stanley
For Brian’s “Sixes and Sevens” Contest
The muse has no hushing.
My voice needs no shushing,
A baby boomer scribbling,
At my brain, muse nibbling,
Cool to create,
Thoughts i relate,
While world is yawning,
I write in the morning,
Verbose or terse,
My muse here in verse!