Best Dig Poems

From the deep dark corners of my brain I strain to bring to the surface
the answers I've locked deep, so deep within...Like the matter inside lava in a volcano..my brain, OH !..It hurts, it hurts to dig deep.
I can't seem to reach deep enough for...

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when he spoke
words broke like glass between his teeth
14 minutes past 8PM 7 weeks after the red river
in his brain ran almost dry
he the acidic and sullen shadow of his youth
turned to me
(one side of his face a landslide of flesh
frozen into freefall 
thus i...

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                    Dig in Deep, Poet   
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Broken,beaten,blind and lost
All but a spark of hope left to keep warm
But dig and claw on bruised muscles, on broken limbs
Until the light day fills your sight
Left blinded no more
Dig
Until the soft fresh air blows the spark to a flame and ignites your will
Dig
Until the...

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Bring it!
 Oooh yeah baby,
  Kick and swing it!
   swirl, sway,
  just admit it
Sing it!
  Let it go loudly
    Dance and wing it!
     move, groove,
    just feel it
  Dig...

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Burying dead bodies usually takes place  
In fancy holes dug on some land space.

Most people dig those holes somewhere nice
But sometimes they don’t have a choice.

Some people burn dead bodies to ashes
And this really saves on available land spaces.

Sometimes dead bodies are buried at...

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I know what keeps you goin’
It’s the songs inside your head
When you close your eyes it’s the melody
And the words you see instead

So don’t ever lose your music 
It’s your songs we love in their refrain
Don’t ya dig the music as you listen
It’s the song...

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desire is two minds
overly eager to combine
erasing what's been lined
distorting yours and mine
      passion is two souls
      feeding on one another
      two vital wholes
      halving...

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I got all decked out
  Ready to meet some foxes
 So I jumped in my Deuce and a quarter
 And peeled out

 At the party there were lots of skirts
 The first  girl I met had toys in the attic
 Then a stone...

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boring contest rules   ~   dig it







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As soon as you can launch me outta here
away from these exploiting sons of btches lookin 
ride on the back of the poor.

I speak for alot of folks when I say 
Fuc you, greedy basterd do it yourself
Put those fucin degrees to use!...

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Can I now burrow that deep hole?
     The place I know, so near the bank
                   of that one river where the leaves
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Yellowed moonbeams flooded slantingly through the forest, 
Crisscrossingly spearing and slicing the night,
Whilst throwing the foliage alight, 
As I work to finish my task, brimming with fright.

Though familiar with the sight I behold 
The moon ray-lit woods looked fresh and anew,
Whilst continuing to do as...

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It’s Cooper’s Creek we’re crossing here, Willis said to Burke
We need to have a base camp and this creek ought to work
I’ll put it in the journal, November 1861
It’s been four months since we started but our venture’s just begun
From Melbourne up to lands-end, they’ve...

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Most games are well-grounded,
    To earthen goals they can defeat.
        While few rise above the horizon,
            With constant volleys they can repeat.

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