Argot Poems - Poems about Argot

... Frice the week along with night had fallen to sleepless slumber, Trapped again 'tween times when thirds are three in number. I sense a grimace gurgle in these halls of boned wall, The aching w......

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...Bully me, yours truly never ordained, gifted, or blessed with mien mean characteristic evoking, jump/kickstarting, representing, nor zapping friend or foe courtesy fiery intimidation if anythi......

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...The year-end creeps, mercuries freeze, And buzz up English dictionaries, All in a forward gear To find Word of the Year, Which, for Oxford is the slang rizz— An argot not so clear, Froth le......

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...She had a brain injury of sorts, not physical or mental. just elemental. Now she speaks in a language that has no beginning nor end. She speaks from a Fountain, a Wellspring. Out pours the b......

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...Temporal Dilettante Journalist David J Walker no-thing need not name the nameless breaks the morning in disguise shakes the shame and wakes the shameless quench tormented turbid eyes the......

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...Friday May 13th, 2022 An excerpt taken from a lengthy tome, written courtesy a favorite poet of mine. Paraskevidekatriaphobia struck within a blink, I swear yours truly never took a drink, ......

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...Back then, time ticked loudly, clocks ran faster than chipmunks. Young bones were fueled by green grenades, I needed speedbumps for my brain. Mother said that If I lived to be a man I would be a......

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...Like all things related to screwballs and misfits I was born looking for a word inside a clock. Back then, time ticked loudly, clocks ran faster than chipmunks. Young bones were fueled by gr......

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...Morbid fascination (mine) as covid-19 pandemic... foments rampant monopoly on bedlam Wreaking ball (his stick) havoc (think ostensible civil war scale not seen since Vietnam), whereby microorga......

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...When we were younger…we prided ourselves in being what we would call hip! We were hip by our music, by how we danced, even the clothes that we wore. and as grandma’s and grandpas we still think we’......

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...Inside The Mysterious Enigmatic Fragmentary... Mortal Mind Of Matthew Scott Harris ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK! Seedy gobbledygook ergot visibly argot bubbled, burbled, bustled...forth yea...give ......

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...Earring Standing in line, In my resolute behavior Looking with contempt At all the things ,that make my ears burn Standing there waiting my turn Conscious of the slow movement of the line I......

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...CULLERCOATS * Warm brown sandstone cottage walls Doors and windows very old Shelter face from sea-wind squalls: Inside, tales of sea are told Toy shops there with spinning windmills......

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...Vodka breaths Whirlpool for an altogether lacking Semi-precious argot falling into ergo false As thunder Obscene bruising Poster pallet body floods a smooth Pre-determined crashing rhapsody e......

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...In fluent argot like a profound inchoate Chthonic patronizing blood paroxysmally folds in curdles You illuminate none but yourself with a pleasant scapegrace idiocy Dishevelled and voluble in dark......

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