Best Battering Poems

In the May-time of my life
time bloomed each day a prickly boll –
but I, like the softest cotton within such a sharp seed  
swaddled...

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Unexpectedly the timid sun made an appearance,
an orb of flames, silent amidst the peaceful horizon.

Wistfully, the harmony was short lived.

Ferocious winds blew with merciless tones.

Melancholic...

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Racing towards a distant horizon 
I watch as hope fades within the desolate 
shadows of my bleak surroundings

Damp air wafts heavily, silently...
its aroma kindling thoughts...

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Night! 
It’s around nine thirty 
maybe ten. 

The phone rings. 
The voice is irritating, the words frightening.

Within minutes I’m in a car with my mate....

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It’s odd how we all have a persona,
An image we’d like others to see.
My emotional clothing, my charm and charisma, 
It’s nice but it’s not...

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It won’t stop raining
dismal, forlorn murky skies above
similar to a depressed painter’s palette
bring torrent outbursts
becoming heavier and heavier
descending louder and louder
drowning me in a deluge...

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I’m sick of hearing from old Bill that I’m a whimpish sort of bloke,
Because I don’t care for rodeo’s and can’t relate to outback folk,
That...

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...But there exists a much broader hate,
half the species, you see, do not rate.
I’m talking, of course, about the men,
how we’re seen as less next...

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Torn and Tattered Wings

It’s not easy to have seen
All the darkness inside you
Places I have been
Sorrow and degrading
Thrusting their blades epithetize 
Hard into your heart

I...

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Any kind of love worth having,
Understands that disagreements happen,
And does not diminish when the first disagreement surfaces,
No, it will stay around and show its true...

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Drizzling, dazzling
splinters of diamond
          Shards of crystal
or  liquidized glass!
      Transparent drops
from a translucent sky. 

       Ooh, that lucid lustre:
No wonder they say,
there's something sexy about...

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Resounding echoes awaken the child
demons in the attic beckon unto him
stark fear grips his Vick's laden chest
shivers vibrate rusty springs of down

footsteps creak closer upon...

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The Punching Bag - Through the Eyes of a Child

Each day the pattern was the same,
for all Dad’s shortcomings, my Mom got the blame. 
WHACK!...

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Noah heard the forecast and realised he must build an ark
It had to be impermeable for when they finally disembark.

They faced forty days and forty...

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So here’s the deal:
I’m completely pissed off, but not really-
Really I’m heartbroken and just trying to breathe through the ache in my chest,
But that really...

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