Best Blowed Poems
An Old ShovelIn 1890, cowboy Bob Womack found gold at the base of lofty Pikes Peak!
In short order a ramshackle town was founded called Cripple Creek.
Hordes of gamblers, 'soiled doves' and prospectors hopin' to make a buck,
Heeded the call of 'Pikes Peak Or Bust' and fled west...
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Categories:
blowed, fate, humorous, mountains,
Form:
Rhyme
Making Not a PeepLittle Bo-Peep adored playing hide and seek, hence the fond nickname;
Just as hued rainbow is named for its dazzle, so radiant over every lane!
Bo-Peep was eight, and lived on a farm. She had various loves and joys.
Her world was full of magic and make believe,...
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Categories:
blowed, animal, color, fantasy, girl,
Form:
Couplet
Does Peace Go With YouI am going to write a poem about peace
My brother-in-law passed this week
And my mother-in-law was all frantic and in shock
I just want to tell her that all is well
And that God will be taking care of her
Are all is well
when there's so much things...
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Categories:
blowed, faith,
Form:
Free verse
Stagecoach Is A-Comin' To Old Santa Fe"Hyar she comes! The weekly stagecoach is a-comin' to old Santa Fe!"
The driver cracked his whip and blowed his klaxon to herald the way!
The weekly arrival of the stagecoach was cause fer raucous celebration!
The town's ne'er-do-wells found another excuse fer excess inebriation!
The excited citizens...
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Categories:
blowed, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
Kansas Wheat FarmersKANSAS WHEAT FARMERS
The sky so still, one summer's afternoon,
as golden seas of wheat filled up the eye,
this was our dream, and harvest time was soon
but then the dark came to a troubled sky.
The clouds rolled in, and thunder filled the air
as winds blowed in the...
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Categories:
blowed, farm, life,
Form:
Sonnet
Good MorningLast night
You were my Ray Charles song
My Maya Angelou Poem...
Didn't we experience forever
during that moment
you brought my soul home?
Bob Marley plays on Pandora
in that long episode
to be continued
my mind was blowed...
I liked it best when we danced slow.
There are some things that will last...
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Categories:
blowed, anniversary, feelings, good night,
Form:
Rhyme
Grand Canyon JumpThis is an ode to Sally-Jo,
Her silver spurs and the horse she rode,
As their mighty leap slowly unwound
They jumped the Grand Canyon in a single bound,
But it was deemed wind assisted as a hurricane blowed....
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Categories:
blowed, funny, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Dancin' At the Wagon WheelMy ol' memory is hazy
And sometimes things don't seem too real;
But I can still recall the night
That I danced at the Wagon Wheel.
Well, seems I was in a good mood
And was puttin' on quite a show;
Prancin' on top of that slick bar
And yellin' like a...
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Categories:
blowed, childhood, funny,
Form:
Cowboy Poetry
Give Me MusicAn', as [music] blowed an' blowed,
I often looked up at the sky
an' assed meself the question--
what is the stars,
what is the stars?
Juno and the Paycock
Sean O'Casey
Our sacred choir
prepares a new anthem
which, in summary, goes:
I have...
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Categories:
blowed, angst, dance, loss, muse,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Chesapeake Bay AfternoonCHESAPEAKE BAY AFTERNOON
We'd made our plans to be at play
down Anne Arundel way
just boating, my dear love and me
and happy on the bay.
The wind came whipping from the shore
and blowed to Baltimore
it filled our sail full as could be
that's what a wind is for!
The sun...
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Categories:
blowed, angst, art, black african
Form:
Rhyme
I Heard a Leaf Fall Is HereIf a leaf fell,how would it fall according to sound?
Is it that of a brisk?
Not of the leaf but the night chill we feel..!
Was it a swift that the wind made when it blowed it by you?
It was sound of a...
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Categories:
blowed, art, happiness, imagination, inspirational,
Form:
Imagism
I Can'T Take It Any Longer.Back to the same wall of hates,
I am tried, I am so tired,
Of this pain,
I wish I can pell this skin off,
And throw it back at your face,
I hate liars,
I hate all my friends to death,
I hate the way they are,
Rude, liar, back stabbers anything...
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Categories:
blowed, sadhate, friend, hate, trust,
Form:
Women DriversBloody women drivers! They’re a curse upon the road,
yeah those bloody women drivers, near make me damn explode…
now I’ll give you one example of just how bad they are
when right now I’m driving down the freeway in my car.
I am on me way to work...
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Categories:
blowed, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Chemistry Session BackfiredShall I relay a sidesplitting hoot from my “care-free” on campus fun phase?
It entails a laboratory session involving three mystic world colossal oafs.
One had an unerring penchant for Laurel and Hardy mishaps, the other this beautiful dreamer whose attention span rambled for miles.
a meandering...
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Categories:
blowed, art, character, color, confusion,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Five Two One(521 Australian servicemen were killed in
the Vietnam War. Menzies = Australian
leader, septic tanks = "yanks",
Queensberry = fair, as in the rules of
boxing, bonzer = good)
I'm Billy Bohane from Castlemaine -
it's an Irish name, and rhymes with "pain".
I was laying the planks...
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Categories:
blowed, history,
Form:
Rhyme