Barreled Poems - Poems about Barreled

... A deep pit with a crumbling edge. Far below, is a muddy pool swarming with crocodilians. There is someone with me, a boy. I shouldn't have taken the child here. I am slipping, taking......

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...I thought I heard a weasel pop. so, I made a California stop, and crawled back into my Corona, and hit the gas to Arizona. They follow me wherever I go, the weasels of New Mexico. Like a sl......

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...New York Theory Boo don't talk to me news He rebegins Chaste in here with you I held out empty ink Twirling walls Rampant porcelain dreams Too many parks In one day, destroyed me sunder......

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...I'm sitting with device in hand, Trapped in forked thought, Derailed, enqueued, attention spanned, All plot but ought for naught. Zephyr-jostled oriel, Jalousie jingle jets, Venetian pi......

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...After the doomsday clock struck midnight... a blizzard of blinding demoniacal highly radioactive fueled banshees (analogous to a bajillion barenaked ladies raging against the machine) barreled......

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...I have a rifle, you have a double-barreled shotgun - you're just old fashioned that way. The cat, the black and white cat, is watching everything from the barn. I am just letting you know t......

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... On the beach of the island where we love to take a morning walk… there…down by the sea… all alone looking out at the ocean stands an old red mangrove tree. Over the years she has weathered a m......

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... Bàbá, what eyes do you have of a big bigger sort, which portaled my entryway into the blindnesses of our Ilé, wherefrom I made to look to see with your primordial eyes? Bàbá, why is your sou......

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...Monday morning comes alive with the piston train speeding by, thousands of people gather at the gate and crowd the platform before it was too late. Monday morning full of passion with hangover lin......

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...Trucks lined up one behind the other with the little that they have left and the drippings from the fountain piled up on top looking for a suitable place to make the next stop but the fear of nowhere......

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...Just about a mile outside pyrite town there's black powder mountain, forever looking down. It has a grizzly disposition and a couple veins of mean lightning licks the summit at every opportunity. ......

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... Gone lit-up-light-of- nothing peculiar we-you-and this sewing tight the nebulous. Salted tongues of silence, pillow-sex for the nearly departed. Adjust body-images, ......

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...Ohh yee Multicolored feathered luminous Hummingbird Perilously perched on the tree ahead Recently just since landed here Currently now drawing in such deep breaths Filling up you......

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...Hickory Dickory. Can you imagine my shock, when I saw a mouse in my grandfather clock? The hands moved until the chimes struck one. I took aim with my double barreled shot gun. That mouse squea......

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...A door with a strong key locked Is a room outrightly blocked! So, in which space had folks flocked When darkest eleven clocked? Not a door at which one knocked, For stubborn key one has mocked......

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