Belching Poems - Poems about Belching

...It was all about a grim, Foggy, smoggy, old Thursday night In Hithergreen, London’s belching south, Below Europe’s icy, dark trees and In the silence of grieving mornings . . . Bulbous clouds b......

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...I felt the earth moving under my roots. Very same feeling deep down as it was - five thousand years ago when Flame Mountain started murmuring and belching before. It turned its anger on all of us......

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...Crime never pays, sooner or later the long arm of the law will reach you. Quote by poet. Sergeant Tim Wheeler’s shift was nearing the end, it had been a long day. He put his coat on, and t......

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...Behold the sun and all its authority, great manufacture of God behold God’s man and all his impurity prototype written on fluid stone – the earth, its belly of churning, belching~ dis-p......

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...Students asked if they were Jewish going into University lectures. Synagogue fire bombed. This is Australia and we don’t allow this to occur!! Antisemitism Children cut out of line Being Jewi......

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...A rusted breeze ripens with early frosts Ill-fated trees wilt begetting their loss Rich fermented decay's putrified bloom Bidding farewell to the song of the loon The belching pond spurts summe......

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...Suburban resident pretense, a bleak uniformity. I grew up among the repetitious homes, isolated alienated, I wandered the conformity, the endless square yards, the dull feckless syndrome. Repug......

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...Quietly waiting at the table legs swinging… Then, Aunty Jean brings in green soup. Mother-glares at me, sister-stares with me at the cold green soup. Is it medicine, pond slime, mushed......

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...Pleasant spring like day February 9th, 2024 A scent (and sixth sense predominates), when apple boughs and other aromatic flora laden with blossoms and fruit gently assail cilia of the nostrils......

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... Leaving behind the city grime and angry crowded streets of crime. The chimneys belching s......

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...This is for the Contest - 'Titanic - Fare Thee Well' Sponsored by Tom Woody. ......

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... Suspended high up the tower, I hang out of sight. My shiny golden brass core is hollow, but I have a big mouth with a bell as a tongue. Sometimes pigeons visit, resting on my arch, but fly ......

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...While in an antique shop, I came across a wood stove The cast iron, covered in rust, had seen better times I admired it as it stood within this vast treasure trove There's no doubt the antique wor......

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...Sneaking into the museum to avoid the sudden rain Raisin said, “I don’t want to get soaked right through again, It was bad enough when that truck through that puddle dashed And you and me - but ma......

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...While in an antique shop, I came across a wood stove The cast iron, covered in rust, had seen better times I admired it as it stood within this vast treasure trove There's no doubt the antique wor......

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