Short Pester Poems
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He said:-"I pester when I'm drunk, alas! "-
And blushed like boy at the same time.
She took in hurry couples glass,
Some vodka, whiskey, wine.
Always learned great lessons from God,
After He would have to pester and prod;
Position set;
Attention get;
He knows best way to make me mod.
Jim Horn
I know who to bother
Who to pester
Who to bug
I leave some alone
Barely waving at them
Avoiding their sneers and jeers
My besties are all over me
Loving me
I cannot wait to see them
The advantage of working here for ten years
Despite the happy ending
Miss Gulch won't fade away
like a rumble of thunder.
She'll clutch the sheriffs order,
Pester Em and Henry
until Toto lies as still as sky
after a cyclone,
and Dorothy realizes
Glinda was a very wicked witch.
When your angry
Let it out
Don't let it pester inside you
Like a growing sprout
Fix your problems
Do it yourself
When your angry...
NO one else will help
Don't let it pester inside you
When your angry...
Let it out
In a whisper or a SHOUT!
Sensations thrive around my spine.
Erratic electricity
believes itself a guest of mine.
More and more habitually
it pulses rays to pester me.
Strange current underneath my skin
is sometimes idle. Thankfully!
How did I ever let it in?
Written by Andrea Dietrich
for Nette Onclaud's
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She made this bard the courts most hilarious jester
A ferris wheel of brown-orange eyes expresses her
Try to look in those eyes and not become their requester
I fall in like quicksand, into muddy pools as I caress her
Cinnamon of that iris gives my heart nothing but pester
The purse strings wide open, my soul now, her investor
It is
filled with happiness,
an unusual light
as transparencies
illuminate the
drastic actions
that must
be taken
to live in
the throes
of faithfulness
as you take
steps to pester
the solid walls
of inconsistency
that form
everyday glances
into the realm
of truth
that is constructed
with the dreams
of persistence
I'd heard of this woman called Esther,
Who much prefered London to Leiceter,
Coz you could stay up all night
And still have the right
To behave the next day like a jester
So I met that woman called Esther,
That the world and his missus did pester,
"I do what I can"
She'd say to the clan,
"If you don't like it then find it in Leicester."
The Devil in me is not my friend
Although he does like to pretend
So sometimes he does hold court
And tries to take over my thoughts
I will though not let him be
Any single part of me
Although he does pester me
So Lucifer go back to your cell
Within your own fires of hell
And just leave me to be
My own self as I am not Thee
DAMO
They say laughter is the best medicine
to keep away the ills
So from now on I decided to write only lines
which put away the pills
Donning the role of a courtroom jester
My grey wired cells I began to pester
As I began to brew my soup on the site
My dark world broke with crystal light
I giggled as the ink began its play
Dancing words so happy and gay
Will he ever stop his whining,
Will he wear his battery out
An ongoing headache circle
Nice would be his voice going out
He has the will of a 1000 bulldogs
Grouchy from short of sleep
Forever finding something new
To start to pester me
It seems his mission is successful
Changing but the same
The battlegrounds are busy,
Here’s hoping life gets easier-
When he is no longer three
Form:
For Natalia Kills
Are the majority
of things in
life controversies?
It seems like
there is always
another side
of the story
You have to
maneuver delicately
amidst the minefields
of trepidations that
pester your
daily routine
Even simple decisions
can cause angst
Who to go out with?
Where to go? When?
Others are involved
making it hard
to appease everyone
Such is life
Watch the leaves swim in the wind
As Autumn’s corners unfurl
And as we sail on
On the face of reflective waters
In our relationship
Just you and I now empty nesters
No one to pester us
(but we miss drinking from the scuttlebutt)
As we greet and kiss the morning
(And each other)
Now I'm her knight in white
And she's my bride in white
Now its just us twain
Reflections of when we first met
I must give you a very stern warning:
Don’t ever call me at three o’clock in the morning.
You certainly have some unencumbered effrontery.
Why at such an inconvenient time do you want to pester me?
Normal people find the time to sleep at that hour.
How would you like to take a sulfuric acid shower?
I know where you live, and I will come over to your house.
An ingrate like you is the personification of a louse.
Encores & guffaws .. sure you get more twinkle as you do get older
Be a jester...don't let anything pester..smoulder..floor or fester
Show jeers..fears..tears..sneers the door..that scolder colder shoulder
Sly minx..kinks & sky high jinx.. rafter of laughter from yesteryear's folder
Winks me thinks.. blink and guy on the brink.. dafter.. few too many drinks
Rascal sprinkle now a sparkle after each superfly debacle.. appears a bit bolder
A purple nurple hurts like hell
Leaves a bruise that makes you yell
Big brother thinks its so funny
You beg him to stop and offer him money
He doesn't care a single inch
He's not letting go of that devastating pinch
You turn and squirm and cant break free
And that bully is grinning with glee
You scream and cry to your mother
All she says is, "don't pester your brother"
You look and see brother laughing at you
Because he knows there is nothing you can do
Emotions run rampant
Connections run deep
We are sometimes absent
Yet we always keep
Watch eachother grow
Watch eachother weep
Love to see you glow
Hate to see defeat
Unavoidable we are
No matter where you go
Starting your dead car
Watching your every show
Pester you we might
Even when we're right
Staying ever tight
We'll be your light
After a dark fight
For we're your might
With blood we share
Forever we shall be
Sacred bonds are rare
This is our family