Best Burn Off Poems

Blink if the title drew your eyes in

See, the breadth of our human functionality
Sparks interest
Curiosity

Thankfully, no evil kitty cats were killed because of it.

But, humanity continues its descent.

We live in a world of blasphemous sacrifices
Judgmental stares
And vicarious living

A world where identities are being kidnapped
Assaulted
By ill-defined...

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Scrap the smoldering, winsome words
the lovely odd truce made of letters
found carved with the edge of an old pocket knife
on a strap made of metal and leather
Burn off the tarnish on platinum rings
engraved with the infernal: "LOVE"
found pulling limp loyalty up to it's feet
and then...

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Gray shrouds cover my way
sets the tone for the day.
Our silent sun sends
rays running round corners
slowly beams burn off -
melting morning misty mind.

As I tread these stone slabs
rapt in wonder of this awe,
great stone bones in it all.
Metropolis makes stirring sounds
anxiously awakens around me.
Rails screech...

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I remember the cold of a winter night when the snow brought the hills alive. When the valley stream was ice, I remember the cold of a winter night.

I remember the snowdrops of the spring. The dew would burn off eventually. The air would be...

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Raised on a farm in the South, Father ended up farming most of his life. He loved the land, the growing things, and the animals. He went off to work early in the morning whistling and singing. We kids would tag along to work in...

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Wouldn’t it be wonderful, just for a day,
If I didn’t have to count all the calories as I stuffed them away.
Why? Can’t I eat just one Kit-Kat? Why do I have to eat two?
If I carry on like this, I don’t know what I’ll do.
I’m...

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A Tale of 2 Tails

A Bedtime Story for My Grandsons-by Gwendolen Rix

Two tigers went to the park to play. One tiger had a striped tail and the other tiger had a polka-dotted tail. The striped-tail tiger played harder than any other tiger at the park...

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'You've thrown me over the edge of the highest peaked cliff imaginable
As I spiral further down, my outer shell gets roughed up
by sticks and stones
until my body is disfigured beyond recognition
as if I'd been torn apart and restitched together by a confused child
Will I ever...

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"Midnight to 3.33, Morning Kills"



He said, 
“Go to where the poets go
Love rolls wet and sways
Intensity wraps itself inside out
and somersaults its legs backward
to open a way
Out
It’s kind of burning hot 
like Summer burns 
bare feet on 
powdered shells
there it waits for you, Hell,
sharp stinging...

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Desolate sea
between steel sky and dusky shore.
A sinister mist creeps in,
adds to the grey gloom.
Flat calm.
		Stillness.
			     Complete silence.

A seabird cries.
Shingle-rippling wavelets, bubble and make reply.
The gull continues his mournful song
evoking sea-lost souls. 
Waves,
	    now churning time-worn pebbles,
advance,
 ...

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Bleach - disinfectant
fly and hairsprays
polish - air fresheners
used everyday

In our homes
without a thought
whilst the planet around us
becomes out of control

Smog from rush-hour traffic
on the urban scene
irritates the chest
but then leave what you don't see

Chlorine in the
swimming baths
our work's not done
better change them to ultra violet

Oil...

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Ann today the "Rain" is coming down hard,                      We will sit "Home" and help your "Mama" bake.                  We just finished the icing when your "Father" walked...

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My stomach twists, 
Empty.
I'll run to forget the pain,
Busy.
Drinking water helps,
Better.
I go home and shower, 
Clean.
My reflection catches my eye,
Fat.
I look away,
Shame.
I flip on the TV.
Bored.
Victoria's Secret ad comes on,
Curious.
Their bodies chiseled into perfection,
Jealous
Tv turned off,
Wishing.
Empty refrigerators will stay,
Almost.
Next workout to burn off more,
Thin.
My stomach...

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I woke up when the roof caved in, the smoke slithered under my  bedroom door
As I Crawled through my Sin, to that bedroom door, as I slowly Lift Myself off the Floor
I look through the window, and what do I see; My Bride, My...

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What did my eerily observant mirror so boldly reveal 
to me this morning as I so cautiously gazed into its soul?

It quipped "Hey lummox,might as well limp back to bed, 
the eyes of the world will mistake you for an over-sized troll."

Many times it speaks...

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