Best Clanking Poems

...lately, i have been in this female mood
for some kind of abandon, that
which exhales the tigress fire
out of my lungs digging the veins
from a week's' routine movements
pruned to the......

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...My coffee, my house,
   cinnamon and hint of clove
      in a full bodied french roast...
 acrid, bitter, pungent deliciousness
 wafts thought the air 
      before even the eyes are open
         th......

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...When the night wind changes course
sending breezes from the north,
when farmer's fields lie brown and fallow
and empty ropes swing from the gallows,
when children's faces are drawn and gaunt
and......

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...He rides towards the setting sun
Further and further from his special one
The sound of his armor clanking with each hoof beat
Perspiration horse and rider oppressive desert heat

He rides through the......

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...Cold Hard Steel
My mouth wide open, gasping for breath, splashing, gurgling
Hopelessly going nowhere, treading, losing the fight
I can’t hear the clanking or yelling anymore, today is the day I ha......

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...You cannot say tinker now.
It's simply not allowed.
If we are to be PC.
Not stand out from the crowd.

I love the way tinker sounds.
Memories from my youth. 
Shrouded in woolly blankets.
Scar......

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...The Clanking Chain of Wild Geese


I was watching the September sky every day,
With a hope to once again get a glance,
Of the clanking chains of those lovely wild geese,
That suddenly appears w......

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...The clanking sound of spurs, the sun’s glare
off the shiny doppelganger derringers.
Her hat tipped onto her sweating brow.

“Contests! We don’t need no stinking contests!”

Her cowhide boots ki......

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...Sun shines from bark on the trees
Just the right position to please
The unsettled mind or mixed thoughts
Knocking around like clanking pots
Peace settles with tinted twilight
While the ground is......

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...Life’s not like it used to be
my world’s caved in.
I am a vacuum, a hollow vessel
hopeless in attempts to bend and flex.

The shape of things is crushed.
Deformity replaces beauty and
I am......

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...She is in the kitchen making cheerios pie he is in the music room clanking at the keys 
a Maestro prodigy yet to potty train  airing out little notes and driving her insane; 
With motherly sopranic......

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...The Season is changing


Like every thing of life, the season is changing,
The water laden clouds are vanishing gradually,
Leaving space for the scattered yellow pink and white,
The birds are c......

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...He finds himself among the dead,
the moving parts
of armored columns,
His hands are guns
his eyes are guns
His mind a weapon he points.

Drink raw vodka,
laugh and joke with the dead,
for th......

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...Filled up with quips like a clanking balloon
blown up with coins not with air
Clittering, clatter on golden paved streets
his winsome words, plenty to share
Brilliant performance, he's taking his......

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...It gets kind of crazy living with 3 young boys, there’s always a mess and there’s constant noise.
Their mouths constantly running, their little legs too; they rough-house like tiny wrestlers, off th......

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