Best Chyme Poems

Why pumpkin pie
was pumpkin pulp
I churned each piece
a pot born gulp

And wondered why
each pumpkin died
a pot urn'd pile
of what I'd tried

When pumpkin pulp
was all the...

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Coral life forms in copious swarms
feast in the Cambrian chyme,
dividing their cells and forming their shells
to end on the seafloor as lime.
Tectonic churning and magma...

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15 of them begin the emotional ritual attired in silk & sequens,
they maneuver miraculously one after another on burning coals glowing violet,
the dance steps are...

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Storm seas are never forgotten 
The spring shade is always cool
Your eyes steal breaths of ten
Ifollow you forever like a fool
Expressions are always lost
With sweet...

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A Poem That Time Forgot Contest
Sponsor: Silent One

MY OLD OAK TREE

 I whispered to the breeze,
   “Don't make a mess out of me”,
...

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How true it is that one can't find better friends anywhere
than in this friendly community we call, " Poetry Soup " ;
before verses sounded too...

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Out of Rhyme

I stand accused in my prime
Of stealing nickels and a dime
But not enough to pay the fine
So, off to prison doing time
Innocent of...

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I implored myself with money and okay,
thought that feasting at the time was no crime,
and as the chyme soothingly rolled in my head's threads,
then in...

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To wit with rhyme and meter chime                  ...

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Golden ashes


You are as gold in my eyes;
How I see your rise
So deep I pry
Still then I cry

Can I ever run away from you?
you light...

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There is something in your eyes
That seduces my inner self consciously;
They set my soul free to fly,
And leave my body alive surprisingly.

My heart falls into...

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As the tears fall to the paper
I wonder what’s in – store
As I leave behind my heart,
To begin this life of mine once more
The days...

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Every night 
As I'm unwinding 
With the light
No longer blinding
Comes my plight
Which was residing
Out of sight
But only hiding

In the distance
I hear it creep
Though resistant
I cannot...

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Be mine. My sunny little valentine.
Be true. As blackbird to skies of blue.
Be shine. As stars, and night so fine.
Parlez-vous. Is it love I see...

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When I was born I forgot the plasma cradle,
forgot the in-keepers daughter
who had suckled lips with pints of brewed chyme,
forgot the liquid yoke of the...

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