Short Squabble Poems

moonlight quackers
squabble over cold fast food
I heat my oven...

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Domain or dominion
Angels squabble at the alter
Receive thy holy bread...

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by the sea on shore
birds squawk squabble and jostle
feathered typecast kin...

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bare branched elm 
shadowed leaves flutter-
black birds squabble 



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A bevy of gulls in a sea-fowl cloud
In fellowship,squabble,whispering loud.

An American doublet...

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Tom flew down to Turkey to play
But found at the end of the day
Putin had to gobble
So there was a squabble
Hence the Marmite-Putin soufflé...

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Another needless squabble
Leaves him fatigued
Like faded fabric
With frayed fringes
Another dismal day
And he’s left disappointed 
Depleted and depressed
A discard
It’s damn dangerous...

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Spite- fuel of squabble 
                                    which raze and destructs 
                                                                       CONSCIENCE.


- October 04, 2018 Chattogram...

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Deep down it's dark, silent.
No one here no one there 
its just me and me.

I see the bright light 
To get to it I squabble
With ardour I embrace 

The light dwindles away 
Dusky and me it is again 
But I'll live for light...

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Far From City Life 

      Far from squabble of snobbish sniffy people
      I wish to visit a wild country
      where loud amusement has no entry to disturb
      simple innocent naive populace.



 Liberum Divisa 4' Contest by Gregory Burden

Original Poem  Wild Nature. Dated 04/10/20j...

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Marbles of different colors
Wobble on a board
Striped or solid colors
Numbers all aboard

Carpals, long or short
With a stick, prong or jolt
Balls babble on the spot
Squabble on each dreamed slot

Sides or corners on target
Minds at play don't forget
Which side and in what tune would you like to play for...
Table or tailored floor?...

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Restless river winds.
       winnowing valley farmland.

       In Father's garden chickens squawk, squabble.
       Silver sunlight dances.

       Hens spurn gardens bounty,
       for girl in dusty pants,
       rattling evenings grain bowl.
       Prancing single file behind
       fowl feet indent narrow path.

       Wind rustles treetops....

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I welcome the prospects
Of a thunderstorm
Watching the tree leaves 
As they fight and squabble
In the wind.
I yearn to stand in the rain
Twist my neck
And taste the droplets; tasteless
Tear drops crying
Rapping on my window pane
Deep into the night
“Let us in!”
As I sleep their torture away
Oh, I dream long
Of coffee
Perhaps, a play of sexual pleasure
Before the sun returns, tomorrow...

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Lakeside at dawn,
all is calm, quiet, but expectant.
Then, peeping from the silence,
barely discernible
is the sound of whispering wings 
stuttering a plaintive beat, intermittent.
It is the flock of fairy terns soaring together 
in wavy, gliding flight formation,
just above the sand, just above the waves
returning to their lakeside roost,
to gossip, cheep, squabble and rest....

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Pebbles squabble while dropping down the hill with the fountain
The fountain giggles on seeing the fight of the pebbles
Both would transform soon – One would unite to form a river;
The other would continue to disintegrate itself 
The river never looks back, floating – images of life

23.11.2016


Form : River Line Poetry
Five liner with fourteen syllables in each line...

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AWAKE IN LONG BEACH


awaiting the perk 

from freshly brewed java 

the lull in gull squabble over 

a tide dredging up debris

blemishing beach

husband and wife

skiffs passing in night 

each wake muster 

“good morning” 

sugar black coffee

crack boiled eggs 

never a smile

their chink in armor

invisible

amour not at all

what it’s cracked up to be...

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A SQUABBLE OF SILENCE

 Staring at this wilderness around,
 Weakness and vain, death and shame !
This is an inverse of time past, a revolution gone wrong, 
How did our white turn to black? How did hate become our name?

The changed can be changed and permanence learned.
The oasis of hope can overflow, it just needs to rain.
This negative revolution can be penned,
and the wild cats tamed....

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Muse me mine
No crime to run along another line
Reveal a peal of thunder
Steal a thought from jeopardy
Otherwise, no one will see
The gem beneath the lime-rick
Stalemate draws to endless squabble
Deny the place for psychobabble
From a zone of rubble, define a truth 
Magnificent in grandeur
The whistle of a distant train
A swift arrival crossing over
Bearing friction of the truth...

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I can this say about Rancor:
Not where Lord God’s Heaven anchor. 
Self have I flung at blind squabble 
And home returned with fat trouble!
My forgiveness tradition bent;
The implacable one for rent…
	
We stop living when dead angry
The blood-thirsty for Red hungry 
“Pay J shall his mortuary bill
And corpse cross intervening hill!”

But what of Heaven’s Gate Saints cross?
If you don’t, it is a great loss....

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They say it takes a minute
to fall in love, you changed 
the rules that day, 
in seconds I knew 
my heart was in trouble, 

to squabble and say 
this can’t be true,
would be like saying
I’m hardly alive,
I’m barely breathing 
It’s all because of you…

You crept into places
only you knew existed
you opened me up, 
doubts took a back seat
and so did my reticence,

with you in my life 
it’s all about living, 
the desire to give up,
a sheltered memory…...

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If I were a fly on the wall.
I'd dwell in the government hall.
I'd observe all  their ravings and rants.
As they determine the fate of the ants.
As they squabble, and bicker, and fight.
Their conclusions, all born of pure spite.
They march straight along party lines.
While the futures of bugs are defined.
They care not of hardships they'll bring.
When the worker bee's forced to sting.
But they'll regret, from their conscience, they strayed.
As the dung beetle rolls them away....

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