Short Querulous Poems

Quite
    Quickly,
    Quirky quotes
    Quell quarrelsome
    Quips.

    Quash 
    Quibbles
    Quietly,
    Quench querulous
    Qualms.

    3/ 12/ 2019....

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A garrulous, loquacious, querulous person can be extremely jejune and petulant.
 
In other words,

They are usually wordy, talkative, cranky-whining and often dull or ill-humored people....

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Prancing purple polliwogs playing prissily
Querying querulous quail quite quietly
Reviving romantic roosters respectfully
Sassy swooning swans sighted saucily
Tempting tenuous trickster trout tastefully...

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Playful pony promenade
Quietly quizzing querulous quail
Respite regulated regimented rabbits
Studiously steering sterling striped starlings
Tricking trinkets, trunks and tributaries
Undervalued, underdeveloped, and underdone...

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Ascetic brothers continue dedicating eternal feathers: godliness , humane, 
integrated justice. Kinetic lovers misconstrue navigating oedipal pleasures, 
querulous remaining separated trust-less...Understand vicissitudes where-by 
eXtracting your zen....

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The feeling so subliminal,
Quite eerily I remember,
Face-exanimate, body-
Cold. Suffering,  torture, 
misery, all fixed, voice-
vanished. Querulous-
High pitched cries, 
deafening still,  now that
It echoes, questions put,
Answers lost, could the 
Dead hear them too?...

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With down flying all around,
It all would seem very aster-like to an outsider.
But he was flaunting the sered spirit
To the querulous darkness screaming.
The locust melancholy lullaby
Brings the gention and goldenrod to bed.
While the sedges come to live.
Sprung from the rainfall of my life....

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Quarrelsome Questions

    quickly quirky quips
    quash quandaries quietly
    quells querulous qualms

    Right Results

    rapid repartee
    repress rhetorical rants
    ribs rabble - rousers

    Sweet Success

    swiftly satires skill
    silences sophistries spin
    stuns subversive scorn

    8 / 4 / 2020....

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4 sullen swords 
4 truncated tombs
4 comatose clocks
4 querulous quatrains

We of the Absurd
We of the Timed Out
We of the Checked Out
We of the Hanged

our candle-like Keywords
wax and wane UPRIGHT
cough up the REVERSED card
confined in blunted light

enter the Knight of Keyboards
spiritless warrior
brandishing weeping sword
time for The Rest
...

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Millions of merry mischievous mice made marmalade mincemeat for miles
Nineteen neckties snagged nimble necessary notetakers’ smiles
Outrageous ostentatious octopuses ogled ordinary octogens.
Private praying piranhas provided persnickety pieces of puns.
Querulous quails qualified quite quietly with quality quizzes.
Renegade ridiculous roosters readily rejected revealing robin's kisses....

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The Final Story

A ragged rhapsody ruminates in relentless repetition as the fathomless

fugitive foments fearful fragmentation thus ethereal eternity engulfs

egregious expropriation of quietus’s quiver quaking querulous quickstep’s

quest when stories surreptitiously seep silently seduced by savourless sadness

27th March 2018

Written for all my friends who suffer from depression...

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A Mountain Road

I stood upon a mountain road,
So high engulfed in clouds,
Gazing into a tiny valley,
A thousand or more feet down.

There were patches of green,
And tiny specks of animals,
A moving spot, a truck?
A stripe of querulous mystery.

A rainbow formed beneath me,
Grand nature bidding awe struck.
I wonder if a speck looked up at me,
And wondered what moved on that mountain thread...

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I hear his voice

Grown old with my absence;

His powerful presence pale

And querulous no more.

Sad and searching words

Now come from his throat

Where the crescent scar, once madly red,

Lies faded like a wan, winter moon.

His frailty frightens me;

His rage more easily defended

Than this unfamiliar exigency.

My armor has no resistance

Against warm, melted anger

Colored with guilt....

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Today I am
querulous
my foot taps a rhythmless tattoo
my fingers roam unfulfilled

this bolus of undetermined want
slides down my throat, 
invertebrate,
lodging in my stomach

dull, 
as a faint scratching on a prison wall, 
carving out the days

heavy,
as a stone unquarried and uncut, 
the sculptor indecisive, reluctant to take up his chisel

some indeterminate 
unfixed need
slithers, struggles for expression
through restive eyes...

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