Short Tantrum Poems
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From a rotund sun-hued idol spill commands both warped and wild
And armies rise from echoes of a tantrum thrown by a child
exotic jasmine
exuding exuberance ~
tempered thirst tantrum
pink perfumery
nature’s nourishing nectar ~
busy bumble bee
Splitting soil and rock; quaking,
shaking dance of death.
Land and sea alike,
Well shaken; no stirring here;
an earthquake, temper tantrum.
a mighty torrent
unleashing wrath –
storms eye
a scattering of debris
puzzle pieces
no looking back
tantrum
The thunder drummed; the sky flashed;
waters hurled throughout the sky;
Once the tantrum had been thrown;
we took rainbow rides.
Broken sticks and limbs
littering the snow-clad ground;
remnants of a storm.
Winter’s tantrum, rages on;
there’ll be fewer trees, in spring.
A temper tantrum
the adults don't care
they stick me in a corner and tell me to wait
I wait, until the sun has gone down
you may go to bed now
one of many late nights
Form:
As the winds die
after the storm;
broken homes
battered lands;
and bitter faces
surrounded by sticks
and stones hurled
in nature's tantrum.
Terrible tragedy
unfolds.
Benny B was well known as a crowder
And today he craved a bowl of clam chowder
The waitress with a frown
Said "the chowder's all gone"
Ben threw a tantrum, whining all the louder
Andy's crib was so small
For a gait or a crawl
Boos and tantrum
brought busy mum
Oh this was a catcall.
vivs missing lttr contst - Poetry Contest for Money
10-09-2016
There's only poetry in me
when your smell
invades me...
without your presence
I only joke doing
tantrum...
the hailstorm debris
tantrum trees release their scorn
thundering toward roof
the infantile reproach stops
blink...did it happen...just wow
11/12/2019
Sounds off - to speak in a loud voice
There once lived a lady in Scranton
Named Elizabeth Cady Stanton
She dared to promote
Women’s right to vote,
‘Tis said she threw many a tantrum.
written January 14, 2022
During the night the heavy storm came.
Lashing rain and winds that were wild.
By morning, gone, and now weather tame.
The skies, bright and clear, wind now mild.
Nature's temper tantrum, like that of a child.
Trump With No Expertise
Trump is first President with no expertise.
So we may prefer to please call the police;
Temper tantrum in,
Again and again;
Hope they will help his life find a new lease.
Jim Horn
e-mail and wail
out your name
to the lengths of the universe
tug that tantrum
around the stars
shining full moon
staring me in my face
looking nature in the eye
i come to terms
and surrender you to bleed
Staccato tantrum,
Mother Nature’s jackhammer,
doing overtime.
The notes are missing their staff;
floating aimlessly upon the wood.
There’s nothing quite so musical,
as the woodpecker.
Clashing, flashing arrows; Bolts pierce the cotton ball clouds; thunder booms.
Another rainstorm visits and all lives, run for cover; in fear.
Old man, cloudburst, has a temper tantrum.
The children in control are trying to impress
By canceling the annual Christmas party for the press
Ha ha so there
So says Sir Orange Hair
Though it'll take away my opportunity to fondle some breasts
For I have never sinned is reason for me to win.
If I don't I'll simple blow away in the wind.
Else, I will become wild alike a temper tantrum throwing child.
Select me with a smile which you will wear all the while.
Further to my friend's recent post
My son's friend threw a tantrum, hubby was the goat
She threw his meal against the wall
He was acting like a neanderthal
Expecting to be fed like a king in royal robes
Sharp pellets of hail
angrily slap at the earth
pricking and provoking
a chilly temper tantrum
from dark, grumbling skies.
Written on 11/2015
Something yond is sore to proveth,
judging those who is't disagreeth,
hurst nay hast peat swamp.
People breath their owneth blood,
Ulcers replaceth green air?
Benumbed lungs and panshard death,
city born city bred?
four years old he stood
screaming
in his window
a nice redfaced tantrum for all the
street to see
nice superman underwear too
his arms were outspread like he would
jump
and his anger
bellowed
silent
behind the glass
Form:
Solar flare-burst; the sun throws its tantrum;
a clean burn this time.
Irritating Sol’s not a good idea; he’ll hurl fire at Earth.
Spark his rage, you’ll be sorry; he’ll do more than
tan your hide!