Best Chipping Poems

Man so mighty and wise
still has to define this
that another living being's life
has the same value as his 

Boasted, brazened
written in stone
raised above 
these highest...

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You so desperately 
Want to be understood
So I wonder
Why
Why do you
Hold back
So much of yourself

I see him digging
Chipping at your edges
Wondering what's behind the facade
He...

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Slowly he opened the drawer and looked inside.  Some time had passed since he last gazed upon the cloth that lay there.  Years...

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The poet mines the cave for treasures sought;
  its walls encrusted with events long past.
Chipping away to find that buried thought,
  emerging with...

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With your cruelty
You turned my heart to stone
Then with skillful hands
You crafted it with your chisel 
Chipping away small pieces 
Sculpting life like wings
Providing the...

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Eating Words

On my way to the gym to shape my well nourished body
I travel a whole Universe of madness from leafy suburbs
high walls electric fences...

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Anticipation
While culture strengthens
In love of poetry,
In give and to take
An exchange of view.

While together
A common cause,
We work so hard
To understand.

In this way
Unified
A small task.

Chipping
Away.

Hate.

© Harry...

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In this castle
Created in my mind
A tree,
This tree
A scar
A jagged one 
Still healing
Blood dripping
Forms a path

Two watchmen
Chipping away
Away at it's skin
Creating holes
To suck out blood
Warning...

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Been so broken down, baby
Isolated, shuttered,
Dilipidated; in disrepair

Been so sad and empty
Before you, I didn't wanna care 
I had lost all hope and drive
To continue...

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Long, long ago Thai monks covered up
a golden Buddha in clay to hide it
from marauding armies and their greed.

It had been forgotten until recent years,
overlooked...

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There is no escape from strange morning whims, 
when irritation causes numbness in my limbs.
Dawn has become an unwelcome nemesis, 
rage for sunrise an uncontrollable...

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Chalkboard solitude eats at my mind
My fingers leave scars in the written words
And behind me a herd of sheep cries out
As the remaining words run...

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** SCENES FROM HOME **

The curtain wafts on an open-window’s breezing air, like liquid 
Blue in the room, bringing beauty with magic’s tracing

The woman with...

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I’m cool, warmed up, loose. I’m gonna crack this ball straight down the fairway 
all the way to the white post, clean and straight. Yeah.

I’m...

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The Cotswolds are a bunch of hills in rural England's heart
They're green and rolling, full of sheep that frolic, bleat and fart.
People come from far...

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