Short Waggle Poems

wangle an angle
then you should try to tangle
with what they dangle

while you will waggle
a deal that you did haggle
along should straggle

Jim Horn


Jim Horn...

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ears wiggle
       fingers waggle
     girls giggle
       customers haggle

     curlicues squiggle
       snail-pack straggles
     belly-fat wriggles ~
       survivors bedraggled...

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Rita Rudner said, “I don't plan to age gracefully
Just have face-lifts till my ears meet, collaboratively”
That made me cackle
Things started to waggle
Was seen sucking on a sucker occasionally...

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That this here
Precious caterpillar
Wiggle, waggle, jiggle
Me, myself, spy-ing
Peeping, prying
All around in green leafy 
Looking at its wormy body 
Quivering in tottery 
Gandering at lovely 
Floating, wavering
Birthing beauty
Of butterfly-een...

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Puppy love






tender hearts thump
emotions unsaid
calls for puppy love...

full of devotion 
veins soaked in loyalty
affection in eyes...

waggle around 
follow till eternity
best of friends...





Written August 2nd, 2015
For contest "micro poetry" by Casarah...

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Midnight queen with your gleaming eyes
Obvious star person with wings that rise
We see you do what you do, you are our prize.
Mystics watching your antics in the evening skies

Midnight queen you are pure and true.
Giving us dreams when dreams are due.
Fancy in ways that wiggle, waggle, giggle and woo.
I wonder about you, midnight queen, I truly do....

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Listen to poem:

I wish I was a wee Willy Wagtail.
I've always wanted a tail to wag,
and Willy, really struts his stuff, just so. 
With a wiggle waggle
a parry, on garde, touché!
"Now that's a Tail!"

Willy Wagtail is willy-nilly, with attitude!
Flitting onto branch or wire
waggling his tail all about,
so bossy and belligerent.
"Hey what's your game?"
"Can anybody play?"...

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Like the blessings from the heaven,
The magical sun rays wake me up
Beautiful Buds bathed in the dew,
attain the inner strength to bloom
Evergreen trees waggle the branches
Happy plants smile in colorful flowers
Asian koel sings a rhythmic song
Robins,Mynas & blabbers join him.
Thus the divine dawn chorus begins,
to praise the Lord for the great day...

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cool night breeze
As the wind shakes the trees
red frangipanis are such delight

As ducks and ducklings waggle under the moonlight,
The Thrush,crickets and tadpoles whistled through the night,

Ripples on stream as sky reigns supreme
Birds move round like a team
By the stream.



Olusegun Arowowlo   ;Date:08-23-2012
Contest:"Night Melody-TROIS-par-HUIT"  Sponsored by  Nette Onclaud...

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Being a bee -
A buzzy drive, 
Sole ownership 
Of honey hive.

My zest for life -
Laborious,
By nature sweet 
And glorious. 

With waggle dance 
I’ll guide the rest 
To flower feast 
In nectar quest. 

My fatal flaw - 
Stinging backside, 
You curse and live 
But I have died. 

So cheer me on 
Production spree, 
Do not disturb, 
Just let me bee! 

May 25, 2022...

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Poetry pace are not blind
Nor are they cripple.
Like sediment, they have origins
From verbitims, beyond and multiple.

Poetic vibes are not spooks
Therefore, their words are hardly lose.
Their notions aren't pickings
And so their lines aren't loose.

For their being is like Rome
So classically inspires by circumstances,
Utterances amid many waggle nature.
These burdens are bodies and substances....

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Oh, Little Bee!

You waggle to flowers with a spree.

Back to your colony hung on the tree.

And bring the golden honey for me.

Having heard your buzzing, we flee.

But taste your sweet honey with glee.

How gentle you are for giving it free!

To pay tribute, our best-loved game is titled as ’Spell Bee’.



Bee Creative Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri
Date: 18-06-2022...

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Hear
Me now
The beehive
Mirrors our life
Their demise our doom
Together we survive
A joyful spring renaissance
Ancient waggle dance gives rise to
Rapturous hive awash in nectar 
Wheel of life rotates~ balanced harmony.



The waggle dance informs the watching bees where a source of nectar can be found.
Image by Buntysmum Pixabay...

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Scrape, bye ; The Calendar 
ticks with no inky point,
segments broken into
whatever minuet, or waggle
and slithers of whats left for you.
You can gaze through, 
honey coombes yellow
along a long one way troop 
of seedless sunflowers,
their low heads hung,
corroded and long Bee,d.
Winter in broken boxes
spilt, blind, even,
warm to strangers
Spring a season of
Infinite meaning, 
Based, on nothing
but the viewpoint of a Bee.

13/7/21...

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Lace of Love 
She Fits me 
Our Mirror on the wall 
A beautiful flower
Pheromone Power
A siren for your desire 
A woo with all 
Miss Lilac Lily 
A fleur de lis ,
Pure thoughts sewn into our tapestry 
Dances with our thoughts ...

We hope for the pattern of history
Our universal fabric Inspired geometry 
The flight of The Bee 
The Buzz Word 
Dancing in The Halls 
A waggle of honey 
The Fashion Industry 

Bee Kind 

Bee Happy

Love Daisy...

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you, I, we, they
stumble, betwixt
with words-
creative minds
hands write
muses mystify
searching, finding 
expressing in verse 

then you, I, we, they
read, critique
poems delightfully
but a few may
tongue waggle
insinuatingly
eyes close
to those that do

but many, many
PS-ers, I we, they
Thank You PD for
running contests
challenging minds
critiquing poems
sharing and being you-
a true blue PS family


For Linda-A's contest, 'PD Poem (Any Poem Written Or Dedicated To Me'...

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~when honey bees dance
                       waggling provocative tail…
                                     queen bee smiles sweetly

   In Honor of: `A Rambling Poet ~ 
   Haiku Me Some Nature, Please
   By John Moses Freeman

Honey Bee (Apis mellifera)
The honey bee, Apis mellifera, is one of several species of bees 
that produce honey.
 The waggle dance, an elaborate series of movements by a worker bee, 
informs other bees where the best sources of food are located....

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Liars,
I can read their eyes,
and see those tongues waggle,
their little white lies.
Oh! Does it hurt you to tell the truth?
Why must you keep eating of the bitter fruit?
For liars can lie with a twinkle in their eye,
but it is a known fact they cannot hide,
the truth that they lie.
For God sees all, 
even the mighty and the small.
On judgement day it's God's righteous call.
So, remember when you tell those sweet little lies,
there is One that you cannot run from to hide....

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