Short Jabbing Poems

Angrily hanging up a smartphone lacks gravitas - jabbing a virtual button doesn’t offer the satisfying, physical release of slamming down a receiver...

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Caught in the facets of a broken bottle
sunlight splinters dangle from its edge
holding fast its beauty
jagged japes of jabbing jades
bitfrost of a broken bottle...

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Jade and jasper he’d give –
just let his daughter live!
Jephthah, now cursed, once blest,
jauntily claimed in jest,
jabbing thumb to proud chest,
“Justice? Lord, do Thy worst!”
Judith left the house first....

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Brittle, uneven nails 
Jabbing her skin
Kept her alert
While forcing a grin

Blank, saddened eyes
Skimming the faces
Sure, to keep moving 
Refraining embraces

A mumbling cycle 
Of indistinct chatter
Diverted attention 
From what was the matter

Leaving the impression 
She had little to say
With no one aware
She had a bad day...

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“You can be anything you choose,” commencement speakers say.
“Your journey starts today. By persevering, you can’t lose!”
The graduates and audience all nod and smile and clap.
Some want to take a nap, but jabbing elbows interfere. 
Conclusion: “Limits don’t exist unless they’re self-imposed!”
...

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I descended
Depths pulling 
Ropes tightened
Swelling water
Chalky crimson
Pricks of loose twine
Slivers in my ear
Jabbing 
Hard.
Red.
Flesh.
Strangling inside.

I collapsed
Head cocked back
Throat asphyxiated 
Veins flooded
Liberated
Weaving in a downward 
Spiral of hopelessness
Sustained vertigo 
Aborted birthright
Chumming across the 
Ocean floor...

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   Preening, posing, mouths always in motion
     jabbing your fingers high in the air
   Shouting and yelling, and screaming an ocean
     of high-intensity rubbish and verbal warfare

   O, progressive politicians, you make my day
     you never let fiscal reality get in your way
   You cut dashing figures in your pin-striped suits ~
     as your 'tax-base' you fleece and you loot...

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Back stabbing
Heart jabbing
When will this hurt heal?
Tears rushing down my face
My thoughts are in a race
Is this even real?
You went behind my back
Honesty is something you lack
How am I supposed to feel?
Chills rush down my spine...
I thought your trust was mine
I thought wrong and now 
you're gone. 
Out of sight but never out of 
mind. 
You're like a ticking bomb that 
was never timed....

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I wonder what its like
To be a woman who conceives
A life grows inside her
That started from a seed.

I wonder what its like 
To feel this wonder move inside
Kicking, jabbing, turning
Of this I am mystified.

I wonder what its like
This pain of giving birth
Something women endure
The suffering is well worth.

I wonder what its like
Holding a baby of your own
But for women like myself
This will forever be unknown....

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I wonder what its like
To be a woman who conceives
A life grows inside her
That started from a seed.

I wonder what its like 
To feel this wonder move inside
Kicking, jabbing, turning
Of this I am mystified.

I wonder what its like
This pain of giving birth
Something women endure
The suffering is well worth.

I wonder what its like
Holding a baby of your own
But for women like myself
This will forever be unknown....

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I train my body, every second day 
rest of the time, stretch my mind 
Pumping iron, playing heavy metal 
adds more weight, depth to rhyme 

Hitting a punchbag, lets off steam 
jabbing hard, tightly packed foam
Burning calories, fires up my brain 
honed thoughts, will create a poem

Imagination stirs, no holds barred
muse unlocking, finding portal key
Tonight sky’s the limit, ready to roll 
brain has other ideas, I fall asleep. 

By
David Kavanagh...

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You shoulders scream in pain, 
They feel they will rip from your body
Rope tied so tightly around your wrists
You feel warm blood drip from your fingers
Your legs are bound together
Knees jabbing into each other
You cannot feel your toes
The more you struggle 
The more you bleed
The pool of blood surrounding you
Gets bigger as you weaken
In this room of your impending death
You begin to tire
Weaker and weaker
You think
You don't like bondage anymore....

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