Short Wrangle Poems

What is it-Osteochondrosis!
No point to wrangle.
The same world, only close,
And from a different angle!...

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The Camp Cookie could be heard singing…
  “Cowboy: You can’t wrangle the future,
     till you stop rustlin the past”

(Dewey Wyoming: July, 2016)...

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Whistling weeping willows woefully wrangle with wretched werewolf’s wolverine whiskers



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on October 21, 2019...

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Esther:  An added edict ended anxiety.
Jacob:  Angelic wrangle with an angel.
Adam: Snoring on his side, from his rib came his bride.
Cain:  Sibling slaughter...

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fo que.who/no.but bo might.he washes cars.outta sight.he might be an 
angle.wrangle the attempt to a wimp named bo.so/he knows.the throw down 
would last that long.long as a song....

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A hippo, named Horace, so wide,
Tried to share a pool, deep inside.
A croc, named Claude, snapped,
"This space is well trapped!"
Horace sighed, "Then I'll just go outside."

©bfa032225

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Where no ponies free ranged, I dreamt to break and wrangle paints.
            Where ponies bent, broke and bridled, I dreamt to hang away my spurs.
                 Where no ponies free range, I have no spurs and wrangle paints....

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It is easy to dwell in happy places,

When two wise men meet—
	They wrangle contentedly
	over the ways of the world;
When two fools huddle together—
	They concur on almost everything. 



~Contest: Bitesize Poem#54
~Sponsor: Line Gauthier....

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Down The Edge


Monday, join workforce
Tuesday, feel the prime
Wednesday, get worn
Thursday in wrangle
Friday, take a leave

Saturday fun
Up to midnight
Visit old friends
Go to downtown

For each day
Prisoner
Of worldly

Forget
Someone

God...

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On this merry-go-round

     Of breakups and breakdowns

Singing the blues

     In our ding-a-ling shoes

We take our heartache's milkshakes

     Spiked with itty-bitty pity

Before we tangle and wrangle

     In the rebound playground.

4/16/20

Poem of the Day
April 18, 2020...

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the limericks can’t be eschewed
my muse seems excessive imbued
they seep through the pores
they flood out in scores
seek nuance to coyly allude

It’s not just a trek through lewd grit
perfection is sought for, to whit
there’s meter to wrangle
inference to dangle
infinitives to boldly split...

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Nothing Like The “Fifties”
Miracle Man
8/18/2023

There once was a time 
political parties merely disagreed.
Now neither party chooses to be civil
until the other will accede.
So with red face they wrangle
awaiting another abate.
Today, it seems disagreement,
is synonymous with hate.
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totally
       enmeshed
in a rigid
          wrangle:
a place
        of mist and
            heavy
                 rain..
across 
         each face
unfolding
              feelings
long..
         suppressed,
emblems of 
                  love
fade..
       on words
wreathed
with
             bitterness...

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L-et not true love die, 
I-n spite of the shake; 
Z-one of wrangle and bicker 
A-ims for the chain to break. 

F-ight the falling-out, 
A-s well as the argle-bargle; 
L-et the contretemps fade, 
L-et not the union wiggle. 
O-n the twenty-sixth of May, 
R-ed beacon rises up high; 
I-ntensify the harmony, 
N-ever let true love die....

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Do more
My seed
More Than I could imagine
Live loud
So that my ears hurt
It's your purpose
To be Big
Bigger than I ever could be
My bloodline
Go far
Further than I can dream
Because that is my success
To see you win
To dance
To seize
To take life by the horns
And wrangle it down
To ride it hard
Go out
My Loves
See what I have not
Go far
Do more...

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On specific night, the moon shows part a story
With sliced light's slant on key rock,
By at odd interests' solarity—

The cold rock fires back
Through lumped scars mixed in as minerals;
From behind, dark side's show, light lack.

Haunted angles
Sun spangled
Rankled

On specific night, the moon shows part a story
Through lumped scars mixed in as minerals,
Rankled.
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Comfort betrays
affable pride
when lethargy
wiggles inside
like a viper
reminding me
to consecrate
my destiny.

Elements laugh
at my dangle,
amazed that I
choose to wrangle
the beast inside
my tattered rind
until each dream
gets shrugged behind

to tumble lost
along my arc
while slicing through
your wisp of dark
with throbbing force
flaring within
my nebulous
cellular spin....

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FARRAH 

ONE OF THE THREE ANGEL’S
DID WELL WITH HER HAIR
SHE DIDN’T WRANGLE
FALLING SLOWLY THROUGH
WHAT ELSE COULD SHE DO

SHE ENDED UP FALLING HARD
WHILE LAYING ON AIR
CANCER BECAME HER FALL
LOOSING HER HAIR
SHE GAVE IT HER ALL

WITH HER SON AND O’NEIL 
BY HER SIDE
WE ALL ASK WHY
SHE HAD TO DIE
 SHE’LL ALWAYS BE AN ANGEL
IN OUR EYE’S 

BY : ADELLA JACKSON MY MOTHER
JUNE 26,09
FARRAH FAUCET...

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Streetlights flicker in daybreaks doubt.
Grayish clouds mope lazily.
Sunrise smirks at the early risers.
Dewdrops dangle on yellowed leaves.
A cat shakes his wet paws.
Robins wrangle chilled worms.
A squirrel maps his acorn field.
Frail winds stifle the hawk’s wings.
Late bloomers shiver in the sun’s lie.
School bus stops chatter.
The old dog yawns and looks at the door.


John G. Lawless
©10/24/2019...

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Freedom to think, freedom to give'
Can't pay for Love 
Why do we wrangle and sieve?

From scales, un-shown we'll never learn
Within prisons of opinions
Our sensibiltys so  burn.'

Offerings of idols, some eat it up.?
Oh so many ape and preen!
When will we see? We bought a pup?

Can humanity ever leave this shore?
On-load raise a sail strong and sure.'
Sharing valid resources, good lore; and more.'

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trace elements of here and there
mingled/mangled/tousled/tangled 
knots and rifts and linear gifts
so many teasers to unscramble

bilocation, thy location
if that were a thing
unequivocally not I fear
oh how to these tangibles we cling

trace.
tangle.
gift.
wrangle with all three

release ideas, as sentience clears
presence prescience unlocks years
lines of enquiry are left unlooked
just a single thread to which we're hooked...

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It's not about the virus anymore
its about not killing one another
six feet is not enough social distancing
I think 600 yards is more like it
or maybe 6 thousand miles.

Until we can respect one another
and wrangle in our hate
we really need a trial separation-
Take race out of the equation
see if our chopped up society 
blossoms or withers
see how the sediment settles
see if the cream rises ..

Are we better off together or apart.




'...

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They peer at me through colorful rectangles. 
And I'm trying to figure it out.
A tiny cake for me to wrangle?
What could this be about?

You want me to smash it?
Are you sure that's allowed?
Can you get why I'm hesitant --
With this cake, event and large crowd?

This seems kind of strange, 
Though it is very appealing. 
It's right in my range.
Tell me, with what are we dealing?

Wait. Are you serious?
I really can dig in this?

Hold my milk....

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my mind is a jumbled-up mess,
it thinks it’s a game of chess,
with pawns in a line,
and knights in a bind,
it’s chaos, but i must confess.

it ponders like cats in the night,
chasing things just out of sight,
with dreams in a chase,
and thoughts all misplaced,
it’s nonsense, but it feels just right.

so if you catch me in a tangle,
as my scattered thoughts wrangle and mangle,
just laugh with delight,
and join in the flight,
where logic and silliness dangle.
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