Short Slurs Poems

loudly
the braggart slurs  
a cork falls...

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When people, fueled by ignorance and hatred, 
throw out misinformation, insults and slurs…
Remember:
The way people treat you…that’s their Karma…
The way you react…that’s yours....

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I despise anyone telling lies.
We all tell little ones, surprise.
A sin yes, what about spies,
Sometimes under a guise,
It always occurs
Yes, his or hers
Both incurs
Each spurs
Slurs...

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Drunken slurs
Vacant stares
More broken glass
Wishing this was the past
Slammed against the wall
Bloody, broken, and bruised
                 Dying
Bloody, broken, and bruised
                 Dead...

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In this day and age there's still racial slurs
Thought all that was over but it still occurs
Adam Jones was the target
Human scum at their darkest
How can these low lifes justify this ugly curse...

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Before you cast your bitter 
slurs 
Understand that mind of hers
Long before you came along
Lies pain, rejection, already 
wronged 
Inside her mind she cannot 
hide
Every hurt anew, 
relived,revived 
Stop now or risk her suicide...

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The In Between

Oh, Middle School child
you “in between”
shackled to the horde
like a cartridge to a gun,
to trifle, loiter in halls,
and elicit mordacious slurs to
wizened eyed mentors.

3/23/17

Eight word challenge 
Sponsored by: John Hamilton...

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Jagged like spurs, harshness of curs
Relying on instinct
Spewing slurs, heart’s radiance blurs
Roaming ego’s precinct

We flounder in stupor
Rabid desires anchor 
Enmeshment in rancour

Ragged
Jagged

11-September-2021
Quietus...

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Jibes flew across as sharp
         jutting arrows  stabbing
jolts chilling  blood curdling 
        jarred sensibilities
Juxtaposed between sects
       jagged edged racial slurs 
jettisoned global peace


Contest Pleiades J
Six syllables in each line
date 4th March 2017...

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Road stop
By cop

Perceived
Car weaved

Two Beers
Cop jeers

Slurs talk
Can't walk

Clyde weaved
And heaved

Ker splat
Fell flat

Clyde drunk
As skunk

Tests muffed
Handcuffed

To jail
No bail

Transport
To court

Demand
Remand

Severe
One year

Oh dear
No beer...

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Detente dissolves as so often before
Insults and slurs echo each slamming door
Vile accusations by both man and wife
One bellows, “ You’re a complete waste of life.”
Rants - baritone, facing soprano tears
Children sat upstairs with hands over ears
Each sees ‘divorce’ as the least of their fears...

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Fingers are wrongly pointed in accusation
Assuming poems are written for intimidation
Voices raised in needless defense cry aloud
As they huddle and mutter among the crowd

Consider how your allegations must sound
As you toss foolish words and slurs all around
Don't defame those whose troubles you don't know
You've no reason to sow weeds where poets grow...

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light  bright  damn near white
your wavy hair your pride
been educated by the best
so self-assured inside

you party with the socialites
vacation with the best
accepted, 'least, by liberal whites
passed all the social tests

though, you don't sweep their bathroom floors
please don't get it confused
when slurs are flung behind closed doors
YOU still a ni**a,  too...

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He never made retirement—
palmed sallow watch.

Years bled bloodless,
stooped obliquely
in steel mills.

Mother said
he was tired—
so tired
as he drank
last days in liquid slurs.

The mill closed
after his death—
now both rustle bones,
remember russet dreams
of molten metals
faint as old billboards
whispering what once was
but never was
in rust-washed wind....

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WHEN AND IF

when you return to what i thought you were
when you erase the blur
when i rediscover the woman i first met
maybe then i'll be able to forget
forget your slurs, the insults and lies
then maybe i'll be able to see past your disguise
when you stop being a woman i'd rather spurn
perhaps only then will my love and respect for you return
    (c) 2012 PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~...

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Arms mutilated, Maggots devour my flesh
Legs amputated by my own volition 
I am writhing in Indignation, resentment has grown
Here I am, undergoing vivisection 
Screaming for my imperfection 
I have lost all sense of hope 
I am to die here, My blood, I am regurgitating
The Queen has used floral words
King has vomited maggots drenched in pus
Purified Intentions corrupted by toxic slurs...

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Arms mutilated, Maggots devour my flesh
Legs amputated by my own volition 
I am writhing in Indignation, resentment has grown
Here I am, undergoing vivisection 
Screaming for my imperfection 
I have lost all sense of hope 
I am to die here, My blood, I am regurgitating
The Queen has used floral words
King has vomited maggots drenched in pus
Purified Intentions corrupted by toxic slurs...

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Our unsung slurs fill the night air,
blurred words become a make out song;
All the careless talk was too strong;
Your hands like flowers in my hair 
I feel just like a millionaire; 
Here and now is where I belong,
our unsung slurs;
Reckless conversations declare 
what we have denied all along;
Star crossed and so very headstrong;
It’s like cuss words mixed with fanfare,
our unsung slurs....

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in a café
in a city
of a country
who knows which
one she has picked

never seen
never been
but longing
to belong to what
she already belongs

linguistically
mixed up silly
Spanish
in Sicily
laughing

otra
to altro
but
vino
stays the same

vida
and vita
so close 
for a toast
drink more

so that
cheers
becomes
from salud
to cin cin

drunken
slurs
of
gracias
to grazie...

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Tripped over your intoxication

of a darkly delivered potent punch

flowing in absurd contradictions,

wallowing mid drunkenly exhilarated

gulps of denial's cursed vintage,

swallowing elixir's exhales in a shot glass

engulfing reflection's accelerated fire,

bourgeois Machiavellianism slurs topped

off machinations' idiosyncratic delusions,

'twixt boozy sips of head game’s hungover ego...

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Your love, like cactus fruit
its tiny teeth sharp and taunting,
needling the flesh of my soul

you hide behind bold hues
and a spiny point of view,
failing your tenderness

but there's nothing sweeter in nature,
I've tasted its core,
my tongue dribbling succulent sips
of slipped slurs and
sappy sentiments

so I will gather myself beneath moonlight
and pluck petty prickles,
like a woman stupid in love...

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Pun poignant poise
Nurture nice noise
Vouch vibrant voice


Fun flavours face
Treat timely trace
Glimpse gentle grace


Watch weary world
Humble hurts hurl
Sneaky slurs swirl


Wonder words wit
Feel fleeting fit
Blame bear blunt bits


Touch treats tickle
Fright feels fickle
Slash streams sickle


Love loiters loom
Blessings bring boom
Rich rapture rooms




Leon Enriquez
13 November 2015
Singapore...

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Sooner or later hope needs to grow a pair of wings
fly into action- turn into something substantial
or like the Dodo bird it will become extinct.
At the same time hope needs to grow a pair of balls
in the face of a hurricane of slurs and lies...stand tall.
Sometimes when the balls are heavier than the wings
hope becomes chained to rage and can never rise above the fire 
no matter the amount of verbal fertilizer you sprinkle over it....

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And it goes on 
Mass murdering of the innocent
Gentrification of the minorities
And it goes on
Life is not a perfect story,
Happy endings are quite scarce 
The elders worry about the youth 
The youth is left to fend for themselves 
And it goes on 
Racial slurs directed toward the indifferent 
Rebellious souls attempt to strike back
The barriers remain between common people 
Always together, but forever separated 
And it goes on.........

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Darkness lingers on
Shadows before dawn
Moon at zenith height
I watch through the night
for pink blush of light

My rooster's cheer
"Morning is here!"
Time to get up
and brew a cup

I'm awake
at daybreak
When Big Jake

My clock,
the cock

Crows


January 5th, 2021
Diminished Hexaverse
Contest sponsored by Caren Krutsinger

*Because of poet's differences of opinion, no slurs should 
be made about Jake. He's an innocent cockadoodledoer....

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