Best Chalking Poems

When he's chalking trouble deep,

He'll be talking in his sleep,

If you peep, then you will find 

The fear that creeps in his mind;



Grunting and groaning in pain,

You'll hear him moaning again,

Those mutterings won't be clear,

His stutterings seem severe; 



He pours out his dreadful dreams,

A sudden...

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Long before you were born, long before your great grandfather was born, in the time when magic was approximately eight times more plentiful than it is today, there lived a family in the remote part of a forest.  There was a mother, Mrs. Slimbones, who...

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It was in my younger years
That you took away my heart
Just looking for a conquest
You tore it all part
You. put yourself so far above me
No mercy to be found
Playing as the victim
Finding joy in putting me down
You reveled in the glory
Tried to make me feel...

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How lovely, isn't
It, to have an 'off' switch, shotty wiring
And all,
And a presence lined up to ****?

They are always there
To cauterize the wounds of emotional castration
Without desire to examine
The blood pattern forensics,
Chalking the splatter up
To an affinity towards Jackson Polluck. 

Tears are to the meek
As...

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“Cooter”
By
Tom Wright

There once was a blonde bar room shooter,
Who would travel around town on a scooter?
She was real slick,
At chalking a stick,
But she couldn’t best her boyfriend “Cooter”.
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The painter took up his brush to paint
he picturized a valley cupped by mountains
numerous waterfalls were cascading down
ripples expanding and bubbles bursting all around
Sunrise is an invasion of light and shade
through the clump of trees and wild foliage
Inside it's dark but enlivening bird calls
cawing, chirping...

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To the West, I looked.
Free-falling backwards, down.
Like Ripley into the furnace, clutching an alien
horror...destruction. Death.
Violet petal soft falling. No pain. Slow motion.
No impact. Peaceful.

'Girl, get off my pool table, ' my Daddy, smiling, 
Chalking the cue tip. 'You want to play? '
'But you're...'
Clean break,11 balls...

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Tenebrous night steals autumn days,
Invading ink subtracts the breath of light,
With tarnished mingling edge,
With dusty dusk’s laments.

Tenebrous night of immutable grave,
Infiltrating melanin loots the golden glow,
Where criminal and crucifix sink,
Where dream and delirium drown.

We are merely complexions of being
With frivolous hearts,
Chalking pigment lines to cleave
The...

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Making mud tamales
Sucking cherry tomatoes
Gorging on figs til
my stomach ached
Splattering a watermelon
to the ground
Ripping its guts out

Competitively running
from the start of Isabella Street
to the Rail Road Tracks
of our dead end street
I was faster than Larry and Mike!

Blowing bubbles
that floated to Neverland
Chalking a mansion 
With rooms...

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Still, I hold my head up high 
And why you might ask 
It was not I that left, but she 
I wear no mask 
My deeds are opened 
My life is before you 
I loved only her at the time 
Perhaps her love never grew...

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“Become your dream” is written
On the sidewalks, done in chalk.
Most people step right over it –
They do not stop to gawk.

In fact, I’m sure that very few
Give it a second thought;
But some do ponder what it means,
Just what the writer sought.

The artist, De La Vega,...

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Rainbow Winkin’
               by Odin Roark

Sitting atop worn tires,
We remove wax paper, 
Positioning our Wonder bread sandwiches,
Cheese, 
Bologna,
Mayo,
A canned pickle,
Each with a note.
Dad’s: Have a good day.
Mine: Mother’s thinking about you.

Scrawny rib-bare...

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The chosen 


Standing at a point where two roads will start,
Choosing one would be tougher yet smart,
Gather courage, must you choose one,
And be sure life is half done,
Confidence thereafter,
Ample dose laughter,
Thoughtful chalking,
Keep walking,
Till end,
Bend,
Gist,
A tryst,
Heart and soul,
Eternal goal,
Craving rendezvous,
Somewhat superfluous,
Though passion is in the bone,
I...

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It’s a double-shot espresso at midnight
Where you filter my dreams into
Have-beens and maybe-nots
And I feel so alone

It makes me shiver upanddown my spine
The lone lines left in the vacant lies 
You abridged me with

It’s the smile of warmweather
Chalking up nuances of gators and florida
And orange...

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Pain is falling. Into your arms; pain is calling. Answer me! Pain says. Pain says jump. Anguish says how high sir. And the sky's the limit. It's right there. Here in your face; can you touch it? You cannot! Says Pain. Fear hides behind its...

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