Squabble Poems - Poems about Squabble

It counts a lot who is in Control: In a venture he is The Petrol; To tell The others The Relevant, Fish out those who choose to gallivant, Workers warn to be not Sycophant: Those chasing the size of Elephant! It matters a lot who does control: Early fights his Catarrh with Menthol, So that it staggers not his patrol Or him reduce to...

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From old and new squabbles sprouts! After some side boundary rules flouts: Its own list of blood-freezing deaths submitting; A number that would send the humane vomiting. From time to time sharpening local knives, Not excluded the spears one into a body drives: A free pillage of hard-to-replace property And rubbishing of harder-to-replace liberty. A resting community becomes a fleeing one, Seeing as a...

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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...

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A squabble of white seagulls dance and twine with v-shaped wings aflutter in the breeze; above the ocean's whitecap-wave design, they greet the day with joyful calls that please. With v-shaped wings aflutter in the breeze, creating whirling patterns that unfold, they greet...

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“Mama, please make Brenda get off the piano now,” My twin sister Barbara whined with a scowl. “I have been waiting forever for my turn to play.” She was a 10 year old picture of dismay. Mother did not have to twist our arm to practice. Weekly music lessons had turned us both into fanatics. My Mother scrimped and saved for...

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