Best Crushingly Poems

Crusty old oaks
wave brittle arms angrily
overhead, threatening
to drop dead
crushingly
heavy limbs
Down

Taller trees
having achieved
the highest heights
pine away, lonely
jealously pouring their
sharp needles
Down

Towering above
terrifyingly insecure
in their position
they shakily
throw their...

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Little by little God is going to give you everything you need
He will empower you and equip you with gifts that you asked for
And some...

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In Jesus’ name
                   We already have victory

...

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Scribal notions these, and oh so sorrowful,
But, despite their seeming poignance they are not additionally puissant, no. 
I have seem them, wrapped in warmed and...

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Jealous Jaded Jackals

                 Decadent darkness placed upon the setaceous...

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Crushingly brutal, this wasting disease,
That it eats through me with increasing ease.
Oh, in the painful rigidity of lack luster limbs,
My mortal friend still fights, still...

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Crushingly tired driving down the freeway,
other cars take the fast lane past me,
light blinds me through my dirty windshield
and the wireless distracts me from the...

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Serenity

Two more decades will have ground ageing bones to a sound mightily creaking
Joints spaces diminished, mobility hampered, once kind flexibility rapidly waned
Air flow restricted in...

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Prognosticating Present Plight...
Perhaps Preset During In Utero Protean Stage?

Reviewing, sans my life
and arduous hard time
lock, stock, and barrel on regular basis,
and of late composing
this, that,...

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Walls closing in on the darkness that surrounds the very edges of my thoughts as I force a fake smile to appear along my face...

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Inferiority complex as a kid, adolescent and emerging adult

Yours truly (an amazingly,
gracefully, and markedly modest
passively aging baby boomer -
formerly introverted long haired
pencil necked geek),
prattling wordsmith...

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I’m crushingly sentimental, you might not know, I don’t let it show, but it’s true. I’m walking in the moonshine and moonshine is how I...

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He is silly that Billy...a flow walker ...joy talker
He trots along so sweet some days
but then just turns and bolts away

He is an ever-ready arm...

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Attraction free verse

I see you there, across the aisle, in the second carriage on the train.
Perched on the edge of your seat, as if in...

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Before the day unfolds from crumpled sorrow prior to dawning
yawning fake cumbersome fawning’s creases nocturnal tossing
turning ragged motion rigor ante mortis refuses to leave the...

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