Best Clinked Poems

They looked forward to spend the weekend
 in this haunted aged castle
 Who believes in haunted stories?

 It was evening when they arrived
 the table was set for twelve guests
 even if there were only four of them
 The food was served in silence by...

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All I Know about Hinduism

Squealing,
I adorned myself 
with bangles
which followed my suit 
as they clinked.
Combing my hair 
and placing flowers
they contained the same level of energy 
as I did.
Running around 
thinking I was a princess
reality: the bride was the real deal.
Tripping on the hard stone...

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In Saki’s story, the story teller tells the story
Of a virtuous school girl, 
Who lost her life— 
Precisely because of her virtues, as it were. 
The medals she was wearing, 
Which she had won for her virtues,
Clinked and gave her away
When she was hiding;
And the...

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The 10 th legion of the Roman Empire
Wondered why no matter what
The other side knew they were somewhere
Took them forever to figure out that

They marched in silence, along the way
nothing clinked  not a word spoken
Yet the men in armour were waiting there
What magic was...

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THE DREAM OF THE QUAKER’S SON
 
A Quaker preacher had a son
Who loved the banker's child
Impertinence and religious talk
Made the banker wild

Tenacious Hayes still loved Elaine
Politely asked her hand
Her father said that he’d agree
If Hayes could buy some land.

Determined Hayes planned
To earn his stake
He traveled...

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the yellow slant of the squinting sun
silently swallowed the black of green
red roads ascended to the pretty sky
n sorrow spilled down the stream quietly
streames giggled
bangles clinked
my soul rocketed 
to the realms unknowned
haunting the conscience,deep within
hymning angels caressing the heart n
deep abyss gladly in
emptiness stares
darkness surrounds
depth...

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We took a vacation way up North in the dead of winter
“You’re going the wrong way”, all would say thinking our minds must have splintered.
It was hard to find a room to rent within the Arctic circus
But one we did find with a hot tub...

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A stretched gloaming tethers creation in a 
daystar's wake ... askew parts The Old Guitarist 
ebbing lambent stars strung to a yarn of spring ...

'Tis the volley of calendrical crasis 
poised to a youthful Einstein that subtracts from 
the sum and substance whence summer makes...

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They boarded the mighty ship on a fateful trip
 And waved to those ashore who craved a last goodbye,
 The ship set sail without fail as champagne they did sip
 The vessel's might was their delight, what could go awry?

 They had it all, the...

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The coins clinked in front of him, then clanked
  the same coins that, as a child, had delighted him
Today merely clinked; today merely clanked
  the joy drained from counting his puny fortune...

Sensing an epiphany, he brushed the coins away
  sat there, chin...

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Don’t just raise your glass, stand up to cheers
Until each and every one gets audibly clinked
Repeating Ike-ism’s stretching memories years
Keeps the good ones up front and spirits linked

Not so subtly cheat (just a little) in a crokinole game 
Enough to get caught to see who’s...

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the yellow slant of the squinting sun
silently swallowed the black of green
red roads ascended to the pretty sky
n sorrow spilled down the stream quietly
streames giggled
bangles clinked
my soul rocketed 
to the realms unknown
haunting the conscience,deep within
hymning angels caressing the heart n
deep abyss gladly in
emptiness stares
darkness surrounds
depth...

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Miles below the surface rage she rests,
Her broken body caged by sand and rock,
Innards spilled across the ocean floor,
A hundred years since she escaped the dock.
Her crew no more than skeletons bleached white,
Scavenged by the mouths of unknown fish,
Scrubbed of flesh by carnivores and salt,
No...

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Swiftly she started the flashing rain
and called to the kids to enjoy the pain
The melt off the trees in the summer’s breeze
as the hail tore the clouds and began to freeze
The asphalt clinging to heated steam
and car tires hurling toward their headlight’s beam
A hush from...

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For generations raps, taps and table turnings were
the signs of a spirit calling; the ghoul of you trying to 
deliver a message - to finish unfinished business and 
sleep an everlasting slumber in the clouds above. 
The presence of a loved one floated in white...

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