Short Stammering(A) Poems

My vision hijacked by thoughts small and big
My mind stammering with words not yet born
My words aroused by visions of timeless captivity...

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To the left of the middle
Is the right way
And your wrong turns
Force me to give premature partings
I haven’t been listening
To your car’s stammering sound
I just know you’re gone
I don’t even have to look...

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Shopping for groceries, this sweet young filly
Bent over which made me act very silly
Accidentally bumped her behind
Which was quite well defined
Started stuttering and stammering involuntarily...

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Cold
Mist shrouds
Eerie feel
Stammering back
Candle light flickers
Shadows dance on the walls
She dances with them, smiling.
Depression, the silent killer.
Walking into the black, she belongs
Wanting to follow, the chains hold me back....

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While shopping for groceries, this sweet young filly
Bent over which made me act very silly
Accidentally bumped her behind
Which was quite well defined
Starting stuttering and stammering involuntarily


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Hammering heart
Where to start
Foggy brain
Feeling insane
Stammering words
No vocal cords
Trembling hands
Wish i had friends
Clammy feet
Trying to find a seat
Blushing face
This is no race
Survival at most
Not here to boast
With my eyes lifted above
I am saved by love
...

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Back when 
all that laid ahead 
were the unheard 
tales of time 
tensely twirling 
towards tomorrow.
Where our 
hollow heedless 
heads of hope
would wistfully 
follow.
Still strumming 
out their
stammering 
starless streams
of desolate 
undecided 
dreams.
Then bashfully
burn out 
into bittersweet 
beams of 
belittlement....

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I am safe when you are near, 
like a baby nestled in his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping,
speak without stammering,
my embarrassments fade  
in the glow of your smile.

There is no pretense.
I need no safety net; 
your closeness brings 
a feeling of well-being.

Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the rain,
holding you so tight, 
and hoping that you'll never let me go

I feel complete....

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I am safe when you are near, 
like a baby nestled in
his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping
and speak without stammering,
my embarrassment fades  
in the glow of your smile.

I need no safety net; 
there is no pretense.
Your closeness brings 
a feeling of well-being.

Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the rain,
holding you so tight
and hoping that you'll 
never let me go

I feel complete....

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I am safe when you are near, 
like a baby nestled in
his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping
and speak without stammering,
my embarrassment fades  
in the glow of your smile.

I need no safety net; 
there is no pretense, no prevarication;
your closeness brings me 
to a feeling of well-being.

Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the rain,
holding you so tight
and hoping that you'll 
never let me go

I feel complete....

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I am safe when you are near, 
like a baby nestled in
his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping
and speak without stammering,
my embarrassment fades  
in the glow of your smile.

I need no safety net; 
there is no pretense, no prevarication;
your closeness brings me 
to a feeling of well-being.

Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the rain,
holding you so tight
and hoping that you'll 
never let me go

I feel complete....

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Broken buried bond
Regretful recurring rain 
Pouring putridly passionless
Provocative priceless pain

Falling furiously fast
Ominous oath to obey
Torrential teary torment
Conventional course conveyed

Submersed soul stammering
Darkness deadening distantly
Drowning deep disarray
Methodically mocking me 

Laughter lingers lucidly 
Submerged suffering sight
Treading thoughts tenaciously  
For a fruitless fearful fight

© Stacy Lynn Stiles...

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levity
brevity
amorous
glamorous 
dreamily
steamily
rapidly 
happily
carefully
gracefully 
hammering
stammering
clamoring
yammering
merrily
verily 
quackery
hackery
rendez-vous
mountain dew



Submitted on August 19, 2021 for A BRIAN STRAND RIME contest sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

February 9, 2019 for contest SCREWED XX sponsored by ROB CARMACK  -  RANKED 14TH

and July 30, 2018 for contest A RATTLING RHYME sponsored by NINA PARMENTER...

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...for Juvie


I am safe when you are near, 
like a baby nestled in
his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping
and speak without stammering,
my embarrassment fades  
in the glow of your smile.

I need no safety net.
There is no pretense, 
no prevarication,
your closeness brings  
a feeling of well-being.

Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the street,
holding you so tight
and hoping that you'll 
never let me go

I feel complete....

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I think I owe you an apology
An apology that is perhaps four years too late

I'm stammering and fumbling
Mumbling the words I simply cannot say

In my pockets I carry to many IOUs
I've lost track of the times I beguiled you

The murmured whispers of me were true
You should have walked away before you knew

And now I am the battered and the bruised
Wishing I had never pulled away from you

So here is my apology four years too late 
And not one year too soon...

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I feel safe when you are near, 
like a baby nestled in his mother's arms. 
I can breathe without gasping, 
speak without stammering, 
my embarrassment fades 
in the glow of your smile. 

There is no pretense. 
I need no safety net; 
your closeness brings 
a feeling of well-being. 

Dancing with the lights low 
and kissing in the rain, 
holding you so tight, 
and hoping that you'll never let me go 

I feel complete. 


Author Note

...the first poem I ever wrote....

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desire is the root of conflicts
and..passion is the height of bliss
zenith
detached attachment is the key
to open up the moment
creativity is a boon
a blind man is stammering
we were welding our souls
it has been a long time
since
black or white blood is red
yellow or brown poles are long
green or blue holes are round
war is a crime, definitly
sleep is an escape
a hibernation a cleanse
the peak of meditation
delta of the river
we need a spiritual bypass
march 6-5.45am...

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...my first poem

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I am safe when you are near, 
like a baby nestled in
his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping
and speak without stammering,
my embarrassment fades  
in the glow of your smile.

I need no safety net; 
there is no pretense, no prevarication;
your closeness brings me 
to a feeling of well-being.

Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the rain,
holding you so tight
and hoping that you'll 
never let me go

I feel complete....

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