Short Phlegm Poems
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POLITICS
Politicians
base tacticians
no shame accrues for them.
They vote for war
then tax us more
Their lies spew forth like phlegm.
The top flips easily back
flip-top access to a phlegm-filled hack
blackened teeth and rancid breath
the smoker’s path to a breathless death.
There once was a man named Clem
Who had copious amounts of phlegm
To his consternation
This sticky situation
Happened again and again and again.
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A grumpy numpty spat on his phone,
Deleting wanton feeds alone,
All the retweets, and all the phlegm there,
But the bullied feeling was still there.
My animal was hinting again,
staring at me in the den,
taking my meds,
he begged and pled,
could he be stuffed with a lot of phlegm?
12-9-16
Little bites
make clothes tight!!
A little cough
Brings great phlegm
which falls great Men!
Inspired by Benjamin Franklin's poem
Little strokes
Fell Great oaks.
Again, I've filled your faith
with black powdered phlegm
when they should be
brimming with precious gems.
In refrain, you cough clouds of blue rain
red roses circling clogged drains.
Each day is a frustrating adventure in futility
Tolerating such weird behavior is incomprehensible
The man at the helm
Is spitting out phlegm
Normal just ain't in his realm of possibility
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what lies within
that chin
beneath quivering lips
that belies the lie
within the tongue
tied by bounds
of clenched teeth
holding within
the lies squirming
in a swarm of spit
lying to be cast in
a phlegm amen
Ahem this phlegm
In snotty body
Needs and pleads
A hotty-toddy.
Think a drink
Or pill will
Fight my plight
Kill this ill?
I might ply
With some rum
Debauch with scotch
Numb the glum.
Until that swill
Outs this bout
My poor sore
Snout will spout.
There was an old woman fron Shem.
Uponst hearing a bad word, sighed, "Amen"
One day, sadly, choked on her phlegm.
Her cost of holiness was death.
Alas~ in heaven now with no breath!
10-22-2020
Poem 1
The breach of the men and the boys.
The ladies despair of such joys.
What flies off their tongue.
The phlegm, it is flung.
Both spit with an “ach” sort of noise.
3/1/2022
A New Bawdy or Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest
Tania Kitchin
HMS 88558
Habits are hard to break
Makes no difference good or bad,
Entrenched, they problems make
When problems, make us sad.
Habits steal our freedom
Got to find time to indulge them,
Make us believe we need ‘em
Even when hacking up phlegm!
written December 27, 2021
she drew out spittle and split hair on her tongue in suspense
an audience pitched their bets as snot and mucus went dense
as she rattled nails tightened her fangs closed in on her foes
she only licked her wounds with phlegm to soften the blows
19th November
What is your philosophy of phlegm?
His ideas were a tiny bit dim
They fell from him like leaves off a stem
He stated them with vigorous vim
His sage answers lingered on the brim
One of them was a terrific little gem
None were answered on a whim
However, they were serious only to him
Riding along a tongue full of bees
biding my time until I can free them.
Sliding inside they're stinging my skin,
inciting all of this pent up phlegm.
You took too lightly my hard restraint
blew a smoky swarm into my face.
Spew, I have the wildfire to rise up.
Debut, watch me dominate this space.
On the tenth day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me;
one dose of Covid,
breathless and restless,
tire and fatigue,
loose bowels and sickness,
sore throat and acne,
phlegm, cough and sneezes,
acute loss of smell,
aches and pains,
cycling high fever,
and a lung full of pure misery.
saucy smoke smirks
gulping gaunt lurch
puking punctured bitumen
blurs bleeding bountifully
filling cloud's peeper
with whooshing phlegm
taunted track clothes
fiery ferments: glows
skate speed blows
voluptuous velocity's vibe
into dances drives
sassy soles thrive
mushy thoughts merges
speed, emotions surge.
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showering in the virgin rain
apparent angles of discrimination
perfectionist is a neurotic
she was dancing shamanically
wild rejoicing in the
birth of a wild
mushroom
purulent phlegm is a tonic too
supernumerary bands of light
no one is perfect
nothing is perfect
it is disease
she was sleeping now
at the shore of peace
10.39 am
july 19 2016
Form:
When the joke's begun, it made you tense
They like poking fun, at your expense
Then laugh till they're blue, and choke on phlegm
When they laugh at you, the joke's on them
So, laugh when they laugh, it's up to you
You can gaff the gaff, they put you through
Just brush off their snide, and cold reply
When hushed deep inside, you wanna cry
For My Child
Breathe, I can’t breathe
Air is like fog
I need a breath to survive
Now another one
And another
It seems to go
On, seconds seems to be
A coughing
Phlegm
All that I have done
Painful entities
That I have created
Moments
Breathing needs to become
A solid conscious
Deliverance
Breathe, again
So that I may be
Her life, again
Russell Sivey
Coughing up phlegm
from end to end
struggling to breathe
since December
Where do I begin?
Please go to the doctor I urge him.
But he is a man
All macho and stuff
Break down and go?
What would a doctor know?
I am a male you see
Strong as a tree
Cough cough cough
Hack hack hack
I will continue coughing my phlegm
You do not realize, it is my prerogative, I am a him.
White clouds rose shining coughs in morning lamps phlegm squeezes thoughts weary
coffee mugs stain teeth flaking bones throb sermons pounding on ghosts open doors
hallways fill whispered names kiss lips lost letters smear ink rain beats windows thunder
awoke after midnight lightning struck sleep drifting in and out of eyes sunken beds groan
and moan dreams toss and turn till dawn
sassy spell snapped
trailing taunted trance
callous clouds cruised
bounty blitzkrieg bruised
nocturnal nymph nudged
pluming lanky lust
amputated atmosphere bled
alakazam cremating crest
fostering phlegm fetched
felon flesh flipped
dark dribbles clipped
tampered trees gripped
leering logs lobbed
kaleidoscopic chaos clogged.
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Note: Of pained picture.
mr. macy
picture of health
now sounds like mr. troutman
thinking about mouth to stoma
thinking about the whiskers growing
thinking about the phlegm now having a new exit
ms. pennymarker
picture of health
now sounds like the small wonder girl
thinking about mouth to stoma
thinking about the new rudiments of swallowing food
thinking about the regrets now suddenly at the surface