Best Clean Sweep Poems

sheltered beneath doom
straw dust evading the broom...
swirling thunders boom...

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Muse’s raging fire burns, 
though it’s time to sweep 
out her attic; to make changes.
Her attic is full of silvery webs; 
time to clear them...

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go spot no spot stop
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Volcanic spat and gracefully fleeing,
 clawing free from cloying breath.
Flame and fire, bolt and thunder
Lofty pride puffs its wheezing lungs.

Pumice stone, hiss possessed,
Soar and tumble,...

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The prince loves his princess and their guillotine
It came at a handsome price but that’s alright 
Stars and moons are laid before her majesty 
Heads...

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The cross is a symbol of your love and it burns like a flame burning away our pain and shame your word is igniting a...

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Land of In-Between

Let me take you on a journey, to the land of In-Between,
In reality it doesn’t exist, but yet so often, have I been.
Natural...

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An officer in his car patrolling the streets
Protecting the city while it sleeps
But be advised, there is one
Whose deviant acts are never done

Do not think...

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Coal face 
disgrace 

Bad vibes 
from tribes

Dark art
at heart

Big deal
surreal

Uptight 
yeah right 

Sky high 
my eye

Who knew 
boohoo 

My god 
that’s odd

not half 
a laugh

High...

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That kind of kiss and runoff.
Why don’t you concede to the fraud ?
It was a haunted dilemma,
kidnapping of a verdict.

Dinosaurs were wiped out
by a clean...

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In honor of Remembrance Day and those that serve. 

Tour of Duty©

I awaken from a fitful sleep
One where slumber was not very deep

The night before...

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John John and I are like two peas in a pod
Limerick masters, pretty hard to dislodge
The top of the heap
A real clean sweep
Guess you could...

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That kind of kiss and runoff.
Why don’t you concede to the fraud ?
It was a haunted dilemma,
kidnapping of a verdict.

Dinosaurs were wiped out
by a clean...

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If I were to pray to God every hour
Would he fill my spirit with much power?
And then take away all of my greed
Should fill me...

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Watching the deer in the front yard

Tiptoeing through the wet grass.

Out from their hiding places

Now that the storm is over.

Bits of blue peeking through

Cloudy skies.

The...

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