Best Blackly Poems

In your error there is a'way making 
Whilst striving in your searches collating,

Are they blackly scrawled your inky walls.?
Truly "A vice" this undertaking...

Explain peruse or...

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The little pygmy named Pixie Poggly was quirky queenly quaintly and quickly, but rarely ever really did much can't you see.

Until one day, a raunchy...

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As he spreads his wings
The wind flutters the feathers
Against a heron-dotted sky
Of deepest dark
A strong wind to fly
As granite boulders blackly rumble
Deepest voice as raindrops...

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The wind blows sorrow.
Deep into my cold marrow.
My heart blackly low....

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Cribbar



I stand on the precipice,

I drink her eagerly from atop the raw stone.

Her jaws split open in bursts of pure, vicious foam around the feet...

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So we’re going on a picnic with the pygmy, Pixie Poggly, being the quirky queenly 
quaintly quickly person she is and her friend a raunchy...

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Dear Sue,

I am remembering our strong negative responses
to the young woman who surreptitiously read
her aunt's very private diary,
filled with vulnerable statements
of the most intimate nature
and...

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Slum

Where hard looks and thin soup oppose,
the spider, cockroach, rat, and mouse dispute
in patient litigation or in border raids
our title to this world. 

There is...

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She isn’t dormant, she moves through the dark in this new phase, 
as exact as a silver snowflake.  Despite her voicelessness, she speaks to...

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Sister Aloysius rings the bell
iron-railing straight she stands 
habit flapping blackly
her triple-bolted thin-lipped smile
pursed against assault, or love,
while children shuffle past
their tulip heads averted
from her...

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A 
ravaged
savage sea
seethes like lava
underneath the moon,
strange eye in clouded sky.
It stares blackly out at man,
bright orange iris reflecting
angry flames of waves below. . ....

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His clothes were tattered, in vivid shades of red blue & yellow
he wore leatherette shoes blackly polished and gleaming with shine
Red fiery hair that ...

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Mulga Snakeyes

Yes we went a Droving on the job 
As we rode around the mob 
With the cattle, 
just to earn our bit of pay
with...

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down pours the cold rain
on pavements blackly shining
the water of life...

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I swept the cinders from the hearth 
clambake soot billowed veils 
of a past where frequent refuge sought 
the path that never pales. 
Eyes of...

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