Best Draining Poems

Been eating medusa dates
Lovely fat juicy ones
I ate and ate them
Oh my they were so good
Why does my stomach feel *****
I thought the next day 
Oh my! to the bathroom I ran
and sat , and sat and sat
Dare not leave, was in a quandary
The estate...

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Swallowed fear down my throat 
In the whirlpool of my stomach 
Striking lighting in my chest 
Sending earthquakes along my skin 
Hair stands on end. Alert.
Fear. 
Draining.
Fears a draining thing. 
A fight for my sanity against evil that doesnt exist.
Labored breath fills the room 
That...

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She thought she would grow green in the sun,
              Branches spreading sweetly in the garden,
              Suddenly she was wrapped...

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At early dusk,
I watch the locked moon
and wonder:
Shall I comprehend
her still?

Careless me,
be better.

For, we are the night,
my sorrow,
and when she's gone
we are but alone.


(this was a poetic exercise I did thanks to another poet's suggestion - took first and last lines from 4 of Robert...

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Dear Donalds and Fans Thereof

I suppose by now you have noticed
there is an unfortunate difference
between draining the swamp
and becoming the swamp.

Swamp life promises fast thrills
but delivers slow and sure decomposition,
decay,
dissonance,
despair,
loneliness at the sadly shared bottom
of the top.

But, the swamp is also rich with creolization opportunities,
polycultural...

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As the rain bounces off the cold hard concrete
Such a dark and gloomy grey making the sun so discreet
Wet weather washing whether we like it or not
Praying for sun to come and dry the drizzle we fought
When it rains it pours and the thunder it...

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I used to be much nicer.
I once was really sweet.
I’d smile at every stranger
I’d cross paths with on the street.

But as I’ve aged, I’ve noticed
All that charm in my reserves
Has evaporated, since so many
Folks get on my nerves.

Like the pushy, the obnoxious,
Those too loud or...

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Horn Draining Swamp Poems

Bristol Stomp To Drain Swamp

After having been doing the Bristol Stomp,
Depressed after on were starting to romp;
Never would wait,
Or did evaporate;
Dimwits and fools started draining swamp.

Jim Horn

Development Was Revolting

Development was really deeply revolting;
Out from deep swamp did come bolting;
What we would dread;
They...

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I’ve suppressed so much inside of me, positive and negative.
The accumulation has grown to the size of an ocean.
However large I protect it discreetly, with great precision and intensity.

This creates a dilemma, now that I feel God leading 
me into a place of greater expression,...

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Around and around and around
The drain swirls everything down
 
It sucks up water
It sucks up emotion
 
It sucks up my life
And delivers to the ocean
 
You are the drain that
consumes my day
 
I'm going down; there I go,
Swirling away
 
Can't you leave just a little...

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emotionally draining 
distressing encounters
became the norm
highly emotionally 
volatile situations
would erupt with
or without any 
probable cause 
try as i might 
i was never able 
to douse the emotionally 
driven flames...

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Darkness overcomes the light 
Draining the dew from the sun 
Alone with my heartache I fail 
 
Memories blow hard surrounded 
The twinkles have lost their shine 
Words uttered have been silenced 
Trembling   I await my final fate 
 
Shadows slip off into solitude...

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The Democratic Party has wasted trillions of United States Citizens taxpayers dollars.
The Social Security System has people even older than our nation of 300 years old
on our rosters.  Not all of it has been domestic some it has been foreigners illegally
targeting these benefits by...

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Phoenix guard Devin Booker 
Is a three-point sharp shooter....

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Once again, sleep evades me
Weary and worried, I lie awake
Struggling to quiet my anxious mind
The relentless 'why's' and 'what if's'
And the self-deprecating thoughts stealing my slumber

A complicated dilemma and a tough choice
An outcome and a consequence
Does my head know best?
Why does my heart feel otherwise?
Not...

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