Best Blister Poems

A violent scene lay before me
Huddled in death, there’s Ella, Mary-belle, everywhere I could see
Swollen tongues, sunken eyes, frail bodies strewn in the hot powdery...

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Pigtails loosen yet messed, 
twisted by pliant fingertips
of evening’s devilry…  
tracing her budding breasts,
embers gleam from a lamplight, dim…
his jerked breathing quickens to rake...

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The morn's alive with skylarks singing

o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture,

the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer.

A sudden shower would see...

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Irony cries out in Boulet’s rendering.
Elderly Native American’s stern expression
seems captured beneath eagle’s wings.

Symbol of power and freedom,
mighty bald eagle was chosen by European ancestors...

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Smooth as ebony silk, black aquatic waves the melting
Essence of liquid evil, stirring this lake placid of our
Eternal nightmares, deadened space in the fathoms
Deep, beneath...

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"She's the Go Go Go Girl"



She’s the Go Go Go Girl
Livin' in the mo’
Likes to put on a show
Just for a li'l while
make you laugh...

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hot liquid
bubbling cauldron...
witches brew


sulphuric acid
nostrils flare...
matches ignite


lava overflows
on mountain crevice...
blister patch



for PD's contest...

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Poems request that I be authentic.
I am unsure my pen can take it.
I live life as an emotional sayer,
but should I now reveal each layer
my...

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Cherish me as I grow old, and am surely liable to forget things. 
 I know how interesting life is and the contentment it brings.
I...

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Hush



Hush now my lover
Come rest your head upon my shoulder
Let my arms league bring you closer

Quiet now my love
Or your tears will shred to my...

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Mardi Gras parades are rolling the streets again
I watched 'Isis' from inside my windowpane
A king and a queen were pretending to reign
but from the colorful...

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strike a match.
sulfur grazes my nose.
the flames tickle
the surrounding sky.
internal screams,
questioning motives,
FIRE is born.

smoke infiltrates
my lung and throat.
coughing greets the
unwelcome visitor.

FIRE reaches out
touches my hair,
eliminating...

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There's a tiny monster gliding in the air
Whoever you are, it shows no spare
Swiftly quaffing the earth's unstained blood,
it resolved to bury a raft of...

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The Morning Speaks With Skylarks Singing

....inspired by 'Poem in October' by Dylan Thomas



The morning speaks with skylarks singing
o'er the greening meadows and the pliant pasture,
crisp...

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Across the room,  harsh moonlight  flares
like a blister inside your eyes…
those gazes piercing into my forbidden secrets
and inadequacies,   numb —
holding me...

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