Short Pummeled Poems

Cornered in a vulnerable position;
kicked and pummeled into submission.
That mad horse had its way,
I lay dazed on the hay,
but am found in a stable condition....

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I updated my new cellular phone
With "Bat Out of Hell" as its new ringtone
When it went off at mass
I let out a huge gasp
Then I pummeled my new phone with a stone...

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raindrops chatter on the rooftop
mocking this saddened heart
pummeled with the rhythm of woe




January 7, 2022

Haiku Contest inspired by Basho only Poetry Contest...

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pillow pinched, plumped, plopped
pummeled, punched, flattened, flopped, dropped
at long last got up
french-press-boiled fresh-ground coffee
supplements insomnia...

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Do you find yourself
under those stones that you’ve thrown
Pummeled with self-hatred
forever alone

Looking up in delirium
Goliath parades
Blinding your vision
—a gravesite charade 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2022)...

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    the public thoroughfare
      pummeled, profaned
    verbal fists rumble from 
      amped-up throats...  

    a generation or two
      with nothing better to do
    than scream at the intersection 
      of decline and decay
...

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If I turn on the TV news, they’re talking about Trump
If I go to my computer, umpteen pictures of the Dumpf
If I go to a party everyone’s talking about the Donald
I am sick and tired of being Donald Trump pummeled!

written July 30, 2021...

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Strange how
the artist and nature
are at odds--

I would portrait
every moment,

while her broader brush
is one of constant change;

I pause,

listening to wind's
rolling crackle,
the pummeled leaves,
thrashing branches
on weathered eaves--

snapshots of 
my defiance.......

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my life found in pain ransomed for a pen but never eager in pain.
Always grateful when in pain,
never will I pain.
Because I am grateful for my stance.
Am going where I know but I know not  where I go for my life won't be in chance pummeled in my face but that was only because of chance....

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A gentle surf ruffles cold sand
They sit reveling in its scent
Shivering in its distant breezes

Sharing a memory of valor
Pummeled by an angry sea
Riding the curling troughs

Crabs plays hide and seek
Beneath their weathered forms
Seagulls shriek in frustration

They sit
Preserved by an ocean’s need
To remember
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Do Not Fall Down



Falling down, simply terrific 
for the young!
For the elderly, no, as our springs have
indeed, been totally, sprung.

I took a big spill on Halloween,
And now I am known as the Poetess
ala Wheelchair Queen?

Feel like I finished a boxing round with 
Mike Tyson.
Me, a pummeled, poetic. baby byson!


               11/1/2021...

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Memories haunt me,
Lurking, taunting,
Tainting each and every day,
Flashbacks,
Of not being good enough,
Forever wrong, unwanted,
Being pummeled, choked, threatened,
Cursed at,
And myself crying in the dark,
Ever since I was young,
I have had a broken heart,
Because it was my own blood,
Who constantly tore me apart,
Due to alcohol, anger, and insanity,
I will never truly like me....

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Through the opened orifice
of humanities consciousness,
the whirling, whirring, rush of rain;
tumults round the asphalts plane.

Spritzing, spreading, shrieking, zing…
the staccato sounds of wet spring;
the tinkling chimes, the brass banter
the clop of clogs, children canter.

All the sizzle of an oiled pan.	
All the sparkle of dew on land.
All pummeled, a peonies pain,
the soundless swirl petals, drain....

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a rose is a rose
though bent by the spiteful wind
some petals are lost
its fragrance has not lessened
beauty changes but remains

its essence the same
yet overlooked, you pass by
touching another
perfection your objective
you forget time's truthfulness

beauty is fleeting
roses were not meant to last
yet this bleeding rose
pummeled and bent, almost crushed
offers you the sweeter scent

Eileen Manassian...

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A froth of turquoise topped waves
pummeled the lava stone
grinding asphalt-black slabs into bits which hugged the waters edge.
Skeletal shards of white coral were scattered
amongst the dried, scorched after birth.
Relentlessly, the ocean pounded
leapt with a jet-engine roar into the air.
Balancing droplets of salt water
upon lichen covered shelves and prominences of pitchy rock 
Growth in the cauldron of the Crone....

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The rain dashed itself against the asphalt.
Angled, silver, shards, pummeled the pavement,
Pelted puddles in a staccato rhythm.
Rapidly expanding and contracting circles,
Cha cha-ed to the sound of castanets.

Drain grills gaped and filled gurgling.
Geysers erupted from the centrifugal spin of tires.
The din of tin-tapped metal brightened the air.
And with the lushness of life and rebirth;
A spring day dawned....

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Beneath my feet
        Erode these blue granite mountains
      Pummeled by rain and wind with hail and sleet
        Forming creeks and fountains
  Into a crumbling of three hundred million years -
  A process so slow that no human sees or hears
    Or understands the flowing tears
  Which mark the beauty of crumbling as bittersweet


6-10-19
Challenge: Writing Challenge,June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme
Sponsor: Dear Heart...

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Soul Awakening

Wrapped in your arms
My soul awakened 
From a long dark sleep
My heart is now alive
No more do I weep
My lover’s smile 
So tender and true
A sweet ray of God’s sunshine 
Lead me to you
Blissful now
Content somehow 
Where once my heart 
Was pummeled 
And pounded
No more do I fear
Love sounds
Sounded…
Love is now all that I hear
So hold me close
My darling one
With you by my side
All fear is gone…....

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Magnificent is this island,
Pummeled by the waves,
A forest of twisted trees flow to the island edge,
Rocks heavy with iron fall in to the abyss,
To the darkness below,
Darkness hides walls dripping like wax,
Standing water leads to a grotto filled with chambers,
On the walls pictograms to be deciphered to find untold riches,
Left by pirates in the golden age,
In the chamber X marked the spot,
Plunder stacked high a light in the dark...

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Earth, water, metal, sky...
pummeled into submission.
Decay, refuse, side by side,
ground into submission.

Once pristine mountains ranged high;
while wild horses went flying by
ridden by Mongols 'neath starry skies
now, whipped into submission.

Rivers hemmed, tortured, bound;
green trees, now sickened, brown;
bare, skeletal, barren dry;
cringing 'neath soot filled skies....

All the grandeur now cries
ground into submission. ...

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Boxing heavyweight king, Muhammad Ali,

was quick and strong, but also used psychology.

He'd let himself get pummeled, giving foes false hope -

like to George Foreman in Manila, his first "rope-a-dope."


*Rope a dope is a technique that Ali perfected when he 
beat George Foreman. By just taking a beating to his
stomach as he leaned back into the ropes of the boxing
ring and letting the ropes absorb the force of those
blows, he was able to tire Foreman out and then let
him have it!!!...

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Self is important; too much "self" is as SELFISH as cancer
Everywhere, self-help gurus and coaches help us do better
Lest we give up especially when young, pummeled by "disgrace" -
Freedom is desirable through education - holistic of course
I am not responsible enough to be the most important "self" around
So much misery is caused by leaders and thinkers who hate limits
Holy Spirit is here to help. But we coexist with many spirits....

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