Best Chipped Poems

I loved her chipped tooth 
loved it even more when 
she said she'd never have it fixed
she was beautiful
why she paid attention to me 
i'll...

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"Hi Doll!"
He's been calling me that for years
I like it

Truth is I have always been a doll

My permanent smile
My open arms

I was a sweet sixteen's...

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It's quiet here - quiet in a way that catches me off guard. The tranquility is almost tangible, something I can touch and hold and...

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Porcelain doll, with a face so pretty 
a country gal, ran away to the city 
Worked in a bar, dancing on tables 
beat shovelling sh-it,...

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I am home ...

oh, my heart
      pray, hush its cadence
         for the...

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Wisdom is
the pebble
remains
of a mountain
chipped
away.




7/27/2019

One Sentence Metaphor Free Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Jesse Rowe...

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I am the progeny
Of lightning and stitch,
A Franken-hybrid
Of genius and glitch.

My circuits buzz with
Einsteinian thought,
Unraveling secrets
The universe has wrought.

Existence, I ponder,
Through photon and quark,
Grappling with...

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We swallow boulders:
(lead words, molasses covered prejudice, glass shards of promises long broken)

Mouths open wide and heads tipped back
like Hawaiian fire eaters.

Chipped teeth are bits...

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He’s just a dog, a mongrel pup that fitted in me hand,
short haired, tan and white, with needs of high demand,
he’s whingy and he’s whiny,...

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By
The back
Door I find
Her chipped red bowl
Sunk into cold mud
Cupping my hands, I hold
Gently, my last piece of her
I think she knew, that gray morning
Putting...

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Beyond the chipped paint and tarnished handle
of this old screen door once waited a garden,
a winding path of stone and dirt
I had walked many times...

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My shallow waters have failed to hide
the deeper agony pulsating inside.
I could forgive your lies but not forget.
Do you have remorse, do you feel regret?...

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There's a bench at the high school where I graduated
The wood is cracked, chipped and all weather faded

But in its prime, there each morning faces...

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The old upright piano sits flush against the wall,
has been hushed into silence, out on the sun porch 
Ignored, neglected, but standing erect 
I can...

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Pheromones’ anguish, settle for censored compromises

Windows layered across beckoned cathedrals
Shattered by chipped stones of the hypocrite

Wanton hearts scramble to restore weakest links
To a forged importance

Vacuumed...

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