Short Rough And Tumble Poems
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Waves slapping me all over my body
rocked by the riptide of your embrace;
Rough and tumble hanky panky,
there is nothing left to chase.
Politics has always been rough and tumble
a bare-knuckle fight in a concrete jungle
Those who preach togetherness and unity
flail their arms at windmills uselessly
rough and tumble fight fight fight
F.B.I. show on TV tonight
jackhammer sounds, gunfire too
battling a huge quagmire in blue
bodies flying through the air
grabbing guns without a care
rough and tumble fight fight fight
F.B.I. show on TV tonight
I get a little bolder
getting older
since my unravel,
voice travels
to my Beholder.
Rough and tumble, rolls along,
but you’re not wrong
if you are shrinking,
not thinking
lyrics to a song…
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A Streambed Quintet: 7a:4a:5b:3b:5a
Treading life through its rough and tumble
Tossed into its deepest abyss
Find myself face to face with
Those limpid pools of adoration
Assuaging my ruffled emotions
All dads make daughters feel special
Mine being no exception
He walks in step with me
Flying down from Heaven.
Earlier submitted
Date Oct 17 2016
Resubmitting for Contest 260 max 38 lines
Date Jan 7 2017
Fire trucks and building blocks
Puppy poop and muddy shoes
These are the tools of boyhood
Gone too quickly to be of mind
Soon it’s cars and motorcycles
Football, rugby and hockey
Rough and tumble sports
Turn little boys into young men
Moms wonder where their angel went
And who is this man in their kitchen
Young maidens start a new chapter
It begins again with the next generation
In the window of a pet shop
Is a prominent display
Of the type of chew toys dogs would love
For rough and tumble play.
Some are shaped like bones or hot dogs
But to really make pets jump,
There are soft dolls which resemble
Either Hillary or Trump.
As a chew toy, they’re quite brilliant
But I’ll bet they’ll soon be gone
When the pet-less realize they would work
To practice voodoo on!
Rough and tumble like a wasp getting pulled into the sludgy earth.
Sleep and I.
Gave up twilight.
Separated.
We both eat butterfly legs or so we think.
Sleep and I tangle with other stuff like old coffee mugs with a musty smell.
And chalk boards in a secret room that I thought was hidden by keeping my eyes open.
I feast on whatever is left on the floor.
After most stuff sinks in.
Sleep borrows stuff like that.
Our love is fun and oh, so very intense
Unruly passion so surreal, so immense,
Ah, It’s more than just glitter and sparkle
Like splash of honey on blueberry waffle…
We rough and tumble, a free-for-all tackle!
So here we are engulfed in a dire vortex
A whirlwind of unbridled romantic sex,
Tell to the moon to hide behind the cloud
To the lord of thunder not to rumble aloud
O queen of night, hide us in your dark shroud!
Somehow I may still love you
for all frustrations find,
though rough and tumble you do,
your kiss is very kind.
You really may still love me
enough that you may spare
results that voids the cruelty
of poignant truths that care.
though each may love the other,
hugs tight the hurt of harm,
grounding the hearts of lovers
brings everlasting charm.
So now when things grow sour,
enlightening causing pain,
its the water for the flower,
that's love's hard-shower rain.