Best Clatters Poems

Cars are the wind on the streets
semi-truck wheels shriek thunder,
rain shatters against stone and brick walls
on dusty roads, oak trees fence with twigs—
wushu wooden clatters.

Dreadful...

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High noon in Fort Laramie, the summer sun is oppressive.
A whalebone corset digs into my body’s tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touching the...

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The summer sun was high. The heat was oppressive.
The whalebone corset dug into the body's tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touching the pane
of...

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Cluttering above huddled rooftops
Of sprawling villages 
And shy provincial towns;
Rising sharply amidst swooping
Declinations;
Hesitating when gathering at the
Tangled woodland perimeters of
Outlying greenland bounds,
Jostled apex ridges detach...

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Mid-April evening, overlooking Clear Lake
at Chelsea’s Wine Bar, a party of one:

Sipping white zinfandel, I feel the chill
of my half-empty glass while fancy-free

flatware clatters impassive...

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REPLACEMENT

I champion a different philosophy of life

On a scale line of dramatic and emotional 
          ...

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Fancy that...
Being able to spend the whole morning
Writing a poem!

My mother's hands
Were etched in a network of tiny cracks.
Salt of the earth, the doctor said....

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Tiny sigh 
Drop of whiskey on her lips and
Gold glittering around her 
Neck
Tipsily she smiles
And it’s a christmas card happiness
Not raw enough to be real
Take...

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Dark clouds hovered around
And no one was assured 
Of the next events

The striking lighting ensued
And thunder
Slapped two birds against each other
With frightening clatters
The stage was...

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Why does dawn dress robust morning,
while dusk undresses sight?
Each dawn incarnates another Earth Day
a lifetime of Easter mornings 
redeeming nocturnal sight's revolution,
another therapeutic day of...

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With the help of the wind
The tree leaves produce their song
While the range vent clatters along

Cile Beer
August 19, 2010...

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The tumultuous whirlwinds had now ceased
The roaring, nettlesome sounds have dried away
The tide is now silent
The clatters and jangles,
now dead, they are.
Far and wide, the...

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The summer sun was high. The heat was oppressive.
A whalebone corset dug into my body's tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touches the pane
of...

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Flickering ember
against the darkness
angry rain clatters
the glass window pane
wild flowers a sigh
safe from a vexed sky. 

 © Harry J Horsman 2021...

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For Didds

Four tankards found at the foot of the hill
Bet someone got w*nkered, and now they feel ill
Bet it went down so easy that no...

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