Short Spiel Poems

The clang of the bell
Bringing spiel to my ear,
Funny thing 'bout faith....

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The utopian spiel with zeal
We'll visit this Eden ideal
But the feel one seeks
Will really need tweaks
To give paradise sweet appeal...

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He has an ego so swollen
And says elections were stolen
The "Big Lie" he'll spiel
Has MAGA appeal
For those with brains up their colon
...

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If you should hear Tom Selleck spout
His irritating, "It turns out..."
It isn't a fluke
Just gobbledygook
Intended to smother your doubt...

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A blood-thirsty God wants your son
And you fear God's will must be done?
You heard God's spiel
Now make a deal!
Remember God wants to have fun!...

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Did I hear someone say, “is he for real?”
You betcha, this is me, the real damn deal
No airs, no facade
A simple old sod
Happy to dish out giggles with my highfaluting spiel...

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Trump Spiel On Weapons Conceal

What Trump has said was a short spiel,
On why all weapons we should conceal;
Dormant  brain,
Without a grain,
And amendment we do need to repeal.

Jim Horn...

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Did I hear someone say, “is he for real?”
You betcha, this is me, the real damn deal
No airs, no facade
Just a simple old sod
Happy to dish out giggles with my highfalutin spiel...

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Did I hear someone say, “is he for real?”
You betcha, this is me, the real damn deal
No airs, no facade
Just a simple old sod
Happy to dish out giggles with my highfalutin spiel...

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"Bairn"
she said;
age lined hands
soothing my back.
Her laugh echoing.
"Never is a long time.
Longer still when you're vexed. 
Tomorrow will be soon enough
For anger to wane. But don't spiel
out never. Because never; never ends!"...

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Obvious
Flamboyant hair, brazen strut, swank suit
Elusive spiel, furtive smile, sly eyes
Dubious

4/06/20

For 'Let the Pens Flow - Antonym' contest
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas

The syllable count was confirmed on howmanysyllables.com...

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Pricing tickets for our stay
Let's go somewhere far away
Away for just a little while
Walks on beaches for a mile
Or two or three or maybe more
No need to care or mind the store
Let the world go on its spiel
While we get off the spinning wheel...

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you are a vortex within
yourself- pulling & ripping &
tearing to shreds all that
come near (expect them dead)
fair warning was given, handed
about, crumpled & forgotten
in the spiel of life & whatnot.
it's simple (distraction) i do
not shine, i merely reflect
the light you cast, & such
goodness can never last....

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Apfelblüten / Apple Blossoms / Flores del Manzano  

Wie kleine Sterne
Die zarten Apfelblüten
Im Spiel der Blätter


Like tiny stars
Delicate apple blossoms
In play of the leaves 


Como pequeñas estrellas
Fino flores del manzano
En juego de hojas


Note: See also my photo and Haiku on my facebook album...

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Complete overwhelm 
Fully involved
Only one sound
The rest, dissolved 

You may see my face
Brush next to my skin
A shell, taking space
Still hollow, within

Pardon the chill
And lack of spirit 
To follow your spiel
I didn’t hear it

See, I am not here
But worlds away
My biggest fear
Is, gone, I’ll stay...

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People see situations in different ways,
If I always tried to instant it’d take up all my days,
Sometimes I put in the effort,
But it just makes my head hurt,
Sometimes I don’t know how to feel,
But others are busy going off on a spiel,
In all I’d like to say I give up,
But if people ask if I’m listening I still say yup...

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This glance we share
With mirrored laugh
It fills my head
And makes me ache
Never to trial
But ever to share
And live unto
This common bond

And I smile...

For you
With you 
In you

And you see it
But know our grasp
Is one of distance
No means to touch
Remaining only 
In the quotes 
Which spiel
And linked eyes...

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Boo Boo

End of my day, what am i going to learn? 
Gained tears, when am i going to say? 
Acting may save me, why am i be a lier? 
Reliable situation, why am i waiting for? 
Urge to express, what if i be wrong? 
Out of emotion, what if he things wrong? 
Courage hopes to solve my boo boo...
                        Spiel it...!...

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So for a laugh, I thought I would buy Mo a cockatiel
Even sent it to a speech therapist, to learn the spiel

Soon it arrived in the post, and made itself at home
Where Mo was more than happy to let it freely roam

Days passed and from the cockatiel, not one squeak
Until a day it rustled up and said to Mo, tweet tweet

 . . . *o*...

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Voices of the earth,
mirror of the world,
like songs in the wind,
a dance.

Evening, glowing ashes,
embedded in my thoughts,
a music.
A green world has a joyful sound.
The sun,
the silver stars.

Songs of the birds,
Game of the wind,
Spiel des Windes.
Remembrance, a beautiful summer day,
like poppies,
faces in the fog,
the sunset....

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What’s the point of ratting out
There’s nothing here to gain
They’ll make us a deal
Let’s hear their spiel
Sit pat it’s just a game

Don’t tell me you did it
I don’t want to hear
I still have principles
Though they’re not held dear

We’ll cop to a bargain
You’ll be out by next week
Just keep your mouth shut
I’m the one who should speak...

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Listen to poem:

How often a story ends, amen 
but embers get revived.
Just when attention shifts
and talk wanes and subsides
Up pops a little 'and then'
An off we go again.

How often 'then' marks a turnabout
A sneaky unexpected kiss
A spiel for some new deal
A U-turn or swing around
So beware and prepare
For yin yang, flips and flops
Now and then, again....

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I SIT IN FRONT 
OF THE TV SCREEN
WATCHING NOTHINGNESS 
THAT APPEARS TO BE  REAL

TO 
APPEAL
TO 
THE VIEWER’S VISCERAL FEEL

BUT IN REALITY
NO MORE REAL 
THAN THE BARKERS SPIEL 
OR THE SALESMAN'S DEAL

WATCH OUT 
ON THE WORLD’S TV SCREEN 
FOR THE SALESMAN ‘S STEAL 
AND THEIR PROMISE TO HEAL

TIGHTEN REAL TIGHT  YOUR RESOLVE 
AND BE READY TO CLOSE OFF
THE FOLLOW UP 
ATTEMPT TO BE HAD...

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Marble-sided buildings sunk in the sand
Jumped 40 glassy stories on command.
Everyone thinks life is nothing and money’s grand.
Rolling chair hawkers spiel and cutely chide
Sunday suited daddies to pay for their brides.
So, a cavalcade of marmalade mommies ride, 
(Fatted infants firmly holstered at each side),
Tossing constant comment diapers drenched with pride
To the beach where broken dreamers slept and died....

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Crooked thoughts, misshapen dreams,
 The last one on your mind it seems.
Torn between the love I feel, 
 and the angry words you spiel. 
You've not yet once, recognized, 
 Your part in this, it's all still lies.
Everyone else, you choose to blame,
 With no remorse, regret or shame.
For me the pain is layers deep,
 But somehow in my heart you keep.
And maybe it will always be,
 From far away you're part of me....

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