Best Dropping Poems

My Life, Mountains Dropping Pebbles


My life, mountains dropping pebbles on me
true treasures openly hidden, I couldn't see
Although now that I am wiser, so much older
I thank God each dropped was not a boulder

My youth, a series of epic good and bad
if only, I'd listened and...

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On a night like this I scratch my head and try to type
It's hard and dark and my resources are running dry
But still my fingers dance to the rhythm inside my mind
I tap my feet against the hard floor 
Searching hard with a mental flashlight...

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Ms. Potter caught her daughter Lollipop
There dancing in the grocer’s parking lot
And scolded her profusely
‘Til someone cranked up “Juicy”…
Ms. Potter stopped and dropped it like it’s hot


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How soon some forget that they were once young too. If the power of dance is ones 
passion it...

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Went to the ROM last weekend

The Royal Ontario Museum

An absolute and total eye opener for sure

We, with our sophisticated smugness

With our feeling of superiority

Emboldened by today's amazing technological advances

Need to stop and take a look back

At the achievements of these artisans

From centuries gone by

Of generations...

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For the debt I'm OWEN WILSON
I'll be ROBIN THICKE stacks of cash
Between me ANNA FARIS wheel
LORDE I can't raise that kind of stash

But now I tend my IGGY AZALEA
Look it's a SHERI SHEPHARD with sheep
Chasing off a DRAKE in the water
Down where the JOAN RIVERS...

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Not enslaved to the flow of time;
no peril yet for careless hands.

sealed and complete,

I picture it
off the floor,
a fragile capsule
packed with gallons
of linoleum spite.
to burn with it
the miles
up between us and flight

- but gravity, gravity

paves a path
to nearest harbor;
the egg lands on the catch
of my...

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Rain falling around—
Put all my feelings down; hit       
By the crowd, shifting 
Air for power—but clearer
Then I stall for the hour....

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Like flies on a collision course
they fly in full flamboyance
headed for destruction
to everyone's annoyance.

Dropping in a constant stream
failing to arise
death has stung effectively
people of every age and size.

Heed is to be taken
of the time in which we live
an inventory should be taken
of what we take...

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Crying is like- drop, drop, puddle, ripples, ripple...it's just that simple 


A Ripple To Me 2 Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: JCB Brul 
2/18/2023...

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Went to the ROM last weekend
The Royal Ontario Museum
An absolute and total eye opener for sure
We, with our sophisticated smugness
With our feeling of superiority
Emboldened by today's amazing technological advances
Need to stop and take a look back
At the achievements of these artisans
From centuries gone by
Of generations...

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Gentling attention, soul softens silence
Infusing within it, love’s sublime rhythm
Balm of bliss heals ego spawned violence
We’re peaceful and complete in body prism

No doing need be done, save being still
Layer by layer, the false drops away
Soma nectar flows, we drink to our fill
Knowing not the way,...

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The car rams into 
the inn screeching and crashing
Plants dropping their buds

June 8, 2018...

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Listening devices carefully hidden in the rafters compete with

Nosy neighbours vying for a few favours from the governing party

'Nothing to fear' as long as one is on board with the Secret Police

It is all for the good of the people and order must be preserved


Today...

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There is an anagram in this line....

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When hearts leap over cloud, 
The dropping is poetry-rain.


When hearts climb peak of the hills, 
There is a rational ladder.


You learned to accept, 
Like the dust of the earth, 
Neither to complaint the wind nor the rain, 
Walking with them in silence.


You learned to reject,...

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