Barreling Poems - Poems about Barreling

...She's lived a lot of "almosts" She almost drowned under the pulsing weight of the river's temperamental waters when she was 12 Later on, she felt time itself suspend as she spent her last f......

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...Like a raging river barreling toward an arid basin, sediment collects inside a hardening heart. Weighing heavy, eyelids flutter over drowning maculas; all that can be seen are murky ript......

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...And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War Preface: On the evening of April 14, 1865, while attending a special performance of the comedy, "Our American Cousin," Presiden......

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...Maybe I’ll buy a red velvet cake from the store. Buying things is a chore. I had money somewhere in my jacket. Coins making quite a racket. But when I tried to unzip my pocket… Water spille......

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...It starts with a hiss and a screech as the murder train pulls in at the station Its cars painted black its windows darkened by the secrets and sins of every nation The conductors smile is twist......

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...Be the one The one that opens my eyes I’m tired of always putting up a fight A wave of thoughts come barreling in at night Please just wipe my mind Give me a meaning to this life Take away this......

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...A warning sounded on my phone - An elongated beep - So loud it must be meant to wake Whoever is asleep… Alerting me that there could be, Within my current range, A dangerous flash flood, whic......

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...I hanker and pine for wood burning stove weather I haint no spring chicken, ("Buk buk buk buk ba-gawk!") but in Summer re: long in tooth sexagenarian nostalgic for the following imagery ev......

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...Forty percent was the chance it would rain, Which is what my phone app was predicting. I went for my walk with my eye to the sky, But the darkening clouds were conflicting. I had an umbrella wh......

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...The unsupervised stop sign travels all over town With no one there to watch him, he made departure from the ground. Off he went o’er yonder, and up and down the city street He’d stop in front of ......

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...Grant this civil yankee to doodle till Lee gets blue in the face blowing 99 red balloons April 9th, 2023 will signal 158 years since Appomattox plus what would have been ninety sixth birth of......

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...en*L*I*G*H*T*ened babbling shocks burst out of bubbling rocks bright spots erupt over a smoldering landscape (hot inflation begets Pomp & Circumlocution) snowballs explode in a gritty paradise ......

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...So.... I've been lost Slippery sliding while barreling On a long thin winding binding road It read life....at the beginning Now Now it has become a binge on sleeplessness An alarm clock on qu......

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...Courtesy handy dandy palmar hyperhidrosis impossible mission to defeat except poe wet tickly even courtesy drysol. (Me slippery fingers slither, slip and slide splashing ala Jackson Pollock)......

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...He keeps airborne, skimming over the grass defying a specific gravity of joy or fear. He hurtles into a tunnel of space ahead. The land accommodates his passage - gives way. A walleyed rapt......

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