Short Sputtered Poems

A perfect example of being so simple;
Trump's brain is as big as a big pimple;
When he sputtered,
Disaster uttered,
And in his style enjoy putting a crimple....

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There you are 
Not lost at all
Under all the bushels
Sputtered mouthfuls
Negative thought fire
Beating vehement pour
Readiness tread stand
Bright walk cloud tide
Looking up 
Survive...

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Knew a young fellow named Frank
Pretty girls always turned Frank's crank
One day his crank broke
Choked up as he spoke
Sputtered, “still got stuff in my tank”!!!


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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So it's off I toddle back to the “lims”
Guess that's where I belong, producing grins
It's my lot I've discovered
Other forms I've sputtered
If you could see me now wearing nothing but skin...

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Happy as poop got results of my brain scan
Had a hard time finding it when the scanner began
It sputtered and screeched
Till my bum it did reach
Outta place but “all's WELL that ENDs well” exam

...

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I'm happy as poop, got the results of my brain scan
They had a hard time finding it when the scanner began
It sputtered and screeched
Till my bum it did reach
It's outta place but “all's well that ENDs well”...

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I'm happy as poop, got the results of my brain scan
They had a hard time finding it when the scanner began
It sputtered and screeched
Till my bum it did reach
It's outta place but it's an “all's well that ENDs well” exam...

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I'm happy as poop, got the results of my brain scan
They had a hard time finding it when the scanner began
It sputtered and screeched
Till my bum it did reach
It's outta place but it's an “all's well that ENDs well” exam...

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I'm happy as poop, got the results of my brain scan
They had a hard time finding it when the scanner began
It sputtered and screeched
Till my bum it did reach
It's outta place but it's an “all's well that ENDs well” exam...

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I'm happy as poop, got the results of my brain scan
They had a hard time finding it when the scanner began
It sputtered and screeched
Till my bum it did reach
It's outta place but it's an “all's well that ENDs well” exam...

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I'm happy as poop, got the results of my brain scan
They had a hard time finding it when the scanner began
It sputtered and screeched
Till my bum it did reach
It's outta place but 'twas an “all's well that ENDs well” exam...

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breeze

uttered

a warm breath,

scooped up fluttered

leaves, stuttered disruption sounds, round, and round.


existence quintessence sputtered, muttered

Shakespeare words of

endearment

comfort

waft.




9/27/2020...

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I'm happy as poop, got the results of my brain scan
They had a hard time finding it when the scanner began
It sputtered and screeched
Till my bum it did reach
Out of place but 'twas an “all's well that ENDs well” exam

© Jack Ellison 2015...

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My heart is a bright canary
Chirping with delight
At the suite kisses you blew
And when I descended into
In your cavernous mind
I shuddered and sputtered
In the dark corners
Your noxious words
Left my heart gasping for
Air at the bottom of
My rib cage
Bleeding
Dread
Canary red...

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Little Jimmy was a eight-teen-year-old wild teenager
He had a souped-up Dodge Dart and ate day old bagels
At the dark in the park he would race his Dodge Dart
Car went so fast it's sputtered sounds of flagellants-fart 
Baroom-zoom-zooms out here drag racing in out of danger


2/21/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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I know it well
The night
I learned to spell
And got it right
Then I could tell
How close to Hell
I’d held the light
A stand upon a precipice 
Thank lady Luck
I didn’t miss
The night
I learned to spell
The candle sputtered
As I read and uttered
Words and  tolled
The bell
And in the spinning winds of time
I learned  to spell
Quite well
And  sell
Dumb...

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A new word whizzed by
  just under me nose
It tickled me moustache-hairs
  and teased me toes

Amused and amazed
  I sputtered alive
but that whizzy new word
  bzzzz'ed back to its hive

So I took out me air-horn
  which gave me a shiver ~
Put me moustache-hairs
  and me toes back in me quiver



        September 09, 2021
  Nonsense Rhyme Poetry Contest
      Sponsor: Charles Messina...

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Furious scowls reveal marked displeasure
Void of joy, she pointed her finger
Muddling through a decayed existance
Cloaked in hostility  she sputtered and hissed
While keeping her life clenched tight in a fist
The goddess of war reigns pained indignance
Afraid of losing control, she tightens her grip
Unable to unlock the secret of this spiritual disease
The angry spirit of menacing flesh has thrown away the key






KA  2003...

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in restless sleep
  my eyes fluttered
    candles sputtered
      lost in a dream

enchanted night
  stars were agleam
    caught a moonbeam
      in my bare hands

lambent glitter
  beyond belief
    in bright gold leaf
      oh, how it shone

then came the morn
  I woke alone
    my fate bemoaned
      at break of dawn

I stretched and sighed
  stifled a yawn
    window shades drawn
      and I slept on...

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The mumbling mutterer
Who cluttered our ire
As he sputtered
Ash and cinders on arguments
Leaving me indifferent
Since each eruption
Left me not knowing
The dead from the living
I will not walk there yet
That mud 
That others splash with glee
Still frightens me
And I who have stood where rocks ignite
More reason than a dribble of fear
Never called him erudite
How marvellous 
The sensational despair
Of cinders burning in liquid air....

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Daydreams, schemes, melancholy dreams
A fairytale resurrected
Not by the hour but daily
A new god come erected

Wondering if it was true
Felt it was too good to be
That this handsome rogue
Would be in love with me

His eyelashes fluttered
His speech became sputtered
His color heightened
Whenever we enlightened

Upon some topic somewhere
My pride was assured
He was my beau if I cared, 
At the last moment, I demured...

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My life was far from cloy
'til I was sixteen; just a boy
or something similar,
but poised and contorted.

Then I was twenty-one.
I kissed the barrel of a gun, 
and for it sputtered
symphonies of feral noises.

Since, I've not spoken at all; 
I framed my brains upon the wall, 
and left my mouth moving 
alone beneath the pillow.

Soon, I'm turning twenty-two,
November cold and midnight blue,
into a grave when my neck 
snaps beneath the willow....

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Sputtered words meant to bruise 
Passive aggressive 
Crowded and confused
Deadened ambivalence toward the seen 
Wishing to allude 
Collapsing the dream
Your questions
No suggestions 
When personalities crash 
In a flash 

Alone,
 I wash away the sting
Of my broken wing
I’m reminded of your other trait
No I don’t 
Want to debate
On a timeless ride 
Into the unrest night 
I shield my heart from anymore 
Discredit or smite 
Closing the door 
In silence...

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