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Best Bloat Poems

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Premium Member Rape - trigger warning
October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy in my hand.
In...

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Categories: bloat, abuse, violence,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Confessions of a Baby Snatcher
This is my last confession; there will be no more.

I am impercipient and slow from last night's sleeping pill,
wincing away from the harshness of day.
Kitchen...

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Categories: bloat, baby, loss,
Form: Free verse
Q Is For Quinoa
A is for Avocado, the creamy, green nutritious fat.
B is for Berries, the fruit that keeps your tummy flat.
 
C is for Chia, most nutrient-dense...

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Categories: bloat, food, health,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Sweet Tooth
When I look at you
I lose control
I know I shouldn't
But I can't say no
Just a taste of sweetness
Upon my lips
Its belly fat and expanding hips

One...

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Categories: bloat, addiction, funny, humor, satire,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Voice of Glory
you sing ...
from the mocking mask of the
ashen August moon

you laugh ...
from the tummy tickles of
braided pigtails and jelly shoes

you cry ...
from the mud-streaked and...

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Categories: bloat, analogy, life, wisdom,
Form: Free verse



Resilience
Now I lay with everywhere around,
softly rains your lines, your curves, your sound
upon my dreams, day awakens from death and yet
clouds drift around my head,...

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Categories: bloat, dream, feelings, hope, lost
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member back to the stars -
* This is a lullaby, and it is written completely in reverse, meaning not only can the lines be read in reverse, but the words...

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Categories: bloat, fantasy, Lullaby, moon, stars,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member I'M No Longer a Deplorable
I’m no longer a deplorable
Somehow become a fascist
At least according to those who claim
That all of us are all the same

Except, that is, the chosen...

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Categories: bloat, bullying, confusion, discrimination, political,
Form: Verse
Fear
I'm fraughting with fear

Fear of rise in temperature
Fear of sinking blood pressure

Fear of developing a lump
Fear of a funny happy jump

Fear of cough and cold
Fear...

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Categories: bloat, fear,
Form: Rhyme
Imaginary Boat
It's cooling 
   my fevered nape,
      this damp collar of my coat;

the ocean
   swells in my...

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Categories: bloat, happiness, imagination, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Biology
Biology! Biology! How many times have I called you?
You frighten me every time I hear your name,
Because I can’t withstand your lies and pain you...

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Categories: bloat, 8th grade, black african
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member A Clowder of Cats and a Murder of Crows
For those avid crossword groupies of which I are one,
I'm offering free of charge vital data to add to your fun.

So you're stuck on 15-down...

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Categories: bloat, animal, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Boa's Ark - Part 2
 Continued from Part 1 

3. TEATIME INTROSPECTION
Amongst the many are the few
who maim and kill and think it’s true
that purple war’s a parlour game
when...

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Categories: bloat, fantasy, night, philosophy, riddle,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Yogurt and Honey
Yogurt.
"I begin the day buying yogurt in a small favorite grocery store."
Not pizza, nor gatorade.

Bananas
although they are imported from afar and grown in monocultures.
Attract fruit...

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Categories: bloat, bible, day, flower, fruit,
Form: Verse
Thirteen Takes
When caught mid-flight
End to bloat against gravity
Thanks, rejection is not of the earth

My eyes are welling
I won’t hold back with shame 
Even warriors often times...

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Categories: bloat, introspection, philosophy, me, me,
Form: Prose Poetry

Book: Shattered Sighs