Short Nuggets Poems
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nuggets of
wisdom
mined
from
the
crucible
of the
misshapen
slumped figure
in
the
disconsolate
wheelchair
There are many thoughts in this mind of mine
some nuggets of gold to find and mine.
whenever and where ever I happen to make
the time.
Chicken nuggets
They fill me up
They give me life
They're a necessity
My love for thy chicken nuggets,
Compares to no other
Chicken nuggets
I cried and I cried and I cried
My little pet chicken had died
Mom offers a treat
Delicious to eat
Here's some nuggets boneless and fried
Accept the apology they did not tender.
Accept the appreciation they did not show.
Your heart is not for others to plunder;
do all you can to make it grow and glow.
I can't wait to unwrap it
The tasty nuggets
The smell, I gotta have it
The greasy hot fries
Box bursting with joy
Oh my gosh
Toy!
April 29th (re-entry)
Gold
Shiny~~~Bright
Mining, Extracting, Holding
Nuggets, Money, Empty, Void
Crying, Devastating, Madding
Broken, Lost
Pyrite
Pyrite's symbol is: FeS
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
Hey wait, that's not right you nuggets
A “toe” is a body part, “tow” is for towing
Like dragging a vehicle
Instead of by people
My understanding of English is overflowing
Hey wait, that's not right you nuggets
A “toe” is a body part, “tow” is for towing
Like dragging a vehicle
Instead of by people
My understanding of English is overflowing
Notable, well-known--but
not for a good reason.
News sources broadcast the
names of the infamous
nighttime, daytime. Some can
never resist juicy
nuggets about these "stars."
April 29, 2017
Your ship has come in
the moment's arrived
No need to dream of
gold nuggets to thrive
The moment is now
time ticks, tucks it away
Reach out and grasp her
no more comes she today
Twenty piece chicken nuggets
Famished nine year old
Dipping in sweet and sour sauce
Don't let them get cold
Little belly's full
Child licks lips
Gone!
For Fast Food Epulaeryu Contest
April 27, 2011
~Amazing Grace~
Grace
anthems
open arms.
No doubt are true-
everyday nuggets
of wisdom press.
You shall reap
what you
sow.
And
by His
grace we will
live to see stars
embedded therein.
Honorable
open arms-
... sign of
grace.
Limerick: Once a Great Leader with empty pockets
Once Great Leader with empty pockets
Strode our World distributing nuggets
Nuggets Made in China
Slick smooth like Godiva
Now makes Godiva China rockets.
© T. Wignesan – Partis, 2013
A little can salvage for the
night,although tomorrow
is unknown,like a blank
page,awaiting to be
written again,the past as
memory,the present as a
storm in the dark, so
awaiting for the future to
unfold,and the pain to go
away as it comes.
forgot to ask for honey
what's a chicken nugget to do?
maybe marshmallow creme
A-1 or ranch dressing
caramel or chocolate drizzle
leftover guacamole
cheese queso beats plain ketchup
just off the top of my head
on the tip of my tongue
August 1, 2020
Strand - Informel
Two bonsai trees
craving for clouds
a few handfuls of rain
spiky nuggets
crying wine glass
fasting salivas
all might drench
taking the wrench off
the frontal lobe
letting a sprout
lift it's face
calling lips
on pointed treetops
______________________
22 April 2022
Reduced to nuggets of the dacoit time
Under the burden of spent splendour
Shattered silhouette in a shabby corner
The inexorable skeleton of lovely life
Entreats the Grim Reaper for mercy
Daffodils look at you in trembling awe
_________________________________________
June 17, 2016
The ghost walks with me
boneless debris
of hairy limbs.
The device
manipulates the neck
spreading dark litter.
Clouds hurt astoundingly
on the eyes.
Debit of a sin.
A huge umbrells
open on wounds
of the bleeding tree.
The fruits fall
like golden nuggets
on the stretched hands.
SATISH VERMA
persephone thoughts
snow slants
across my window
blowing north into south
except for the rebel
who swirls occasionally
down from the chimney
enough of cold and gray
I think of
the golden beetles
clustered
on my moon flower leaves
they shine like nuggets
in a pirate's chest
A gold mine under a closed saloon,
empty bottle on the bar
While we wait and while we hope,
old memories travel far
Its sidewalks float with the summer rain,
nuggets rising through the sand
What was once will be again
—each grain of time at hand
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
A letter has been forwarded to me
from my ex-wife.
A pamphlet from a spiritual group
I had some interest in years ago.
I’m reading the small newsletter
with its quotes and nuggets of ancient wisdom
wondering,
what became of that younger man
so earnestly seeking,
then again, maybe he found something -
better.
Abuse not midwives,
When your wife is only 20,
Despise not the feeding hand,
That once made you full,
Break not the shoulder,
That you once leant on,
Heart break not a heart,
That loved you when in tatters,
Learn to do good,
Pay goodness for goodness,
For what goes around,
Come around unchanged.
©Poet Igweee
The chicken
There was a chicken that would not cross the road.
She didn't care if the others did.
Getting to the other side wasn't on her mind.
When she wandered about, she stayed away far apart.
When the other asked her why.She didn't cross the road.
She replied I don't want to end up as chicken nuggets at Mc Donalds!