Best Gimcrackery Poems
While Daydreaming About Timepiece Inventors One O ClockWho knows whence the measurement
of time came about, though this chap
proposes the following general happen
stance. Perhaps psalm body named Judas
Priest arranged to congregate, but cohorts
restless (sans Quiet Riot), did Accept
a Mercyful Fate asper their Iron Maiden pact,
but needed to...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, adventure, december, first love,
Form:
Ode
Ban Assault Weapons In 2017 - Part2This epidemic re: murderous love affair perfervid
with gruesome morbid
fixation allowing, enabling and providing terrifying
trappings, whence Pandora out the lid
anger loosed by gun toting recorded by hid
dee us aide de camp per grim reaper
milling crowd, each bewildered...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, addiction, body, cry, emotions,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Useless StuffWe are pelted daily on television by some brassy tout,
Hawking useless stuff we're told we can't survive without!
"Not available at your local store - the price cannot be outdone;
Order now and I'll send you two for the price of one!"
A pastime as American as baseball,...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, funny
Form:
Rhyme
From Blank Screen To Logorrhea I Write With Confused AdumbrationsFrom blank screen to logorrhea, I write with confused adumbrations
Methinks hmm, perhaps
I admittedly self plagiarize and quite aware
aforementioned amalgamated, conglomerated,
fabricated, jerry rigged, and organized
eye gripping titled
poem already aired a year plus ago,
though revisiting said theme
downplayed now as thoughts blare,
though similarly filched content
(pertaining to...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, absence, adventure, business, endurance,
Form:
Rhyme
Why I Write With Confused AdumbrationsHmm, perhaps titled,
aye poem already didst aired
though revisiting said theme
downplayed as thoughts blare
though similar con tent
invariably communicated
sans, trademark pi Seine fishtail career
as applies to other...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Zarathustra Gave Me the Green Light Part One“Query”
from a word miner non-trumpeting
Beatle browed quarry man.
One emailing digital commoner bemoans assiduous,
zealously yearning xing worthy values undergirding
the storied renown quintessential peaceable operation
nations marvel lately kindling justice,
institutionalizing hope, gentility, freedom, equality.
Dummkopf Donald Count Drake
Hula iz destroying cradle,
where forefathers/mothers begot
America. He...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, bullying, environment, fear, grave,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Unsung Threnody For a Well Sewn HeroBare skull and cross bones
existence on the peripheral
outskirts of poker flats
lives a slip of a man,
whereat he never felt deserving
accolades linkedin
...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, 12th grade, america, celebration,
Form:
Ballad
Bartender Oh BartenderBartender Oh Bartender
(a stout rendition of O Captain! My Captain!
Perfect rhythmic rhyme with tonic
when the doth ale).
Mine eyes espy the glory per the ending
of another work day beckon Baileys Irish Creme
with Absolut certainty that Fireball named Brandy
the Patron Crown Royal abets dream
quest...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, absence, addiction, adventure, america,
Form:
Rhyme
A Fictitious Alternative Up BringingFound me raised
in the Antebellum South
born an academically gifted
whip smart, (and any other
apropos) above average adage
smart son with a
healthy dose...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Raid Versus WoeRaid versus woe
Black flag(s) show up
on social media platforms
when potential homicidal maniac(s)
communicate(s) intent to strike
with ambush and ready
read - able, eager, and willing
to embark upon murderous rampage.
Prospective killer armed to the teeth
usually a young bucking male
between ages of eighteen and twenty five
wielding, targeting subjects then...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Across Figurative and Literal Blackened White BoardAcross figurative and literal blackened white board...
Where death of democracy writ large,
nevertheless psychological strength predominates
unlike earlier chapters of mein kampf.
Mine hardscrabble existential debacle
spelled losing game
swept me up in malevolent mindset
far adrift from harbored haven;
I floundered like a fish out of water
entangled...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse
From Blank Screen To Logorrhea I Write With Confused AdumbrationsFrom Blank Screen To Logorrhea, I Write With Confused Adumbrations
Methinks hmm, perhaps
aforementioned conglomerated eye gripping titled,
poem already aired
though revisiting said theme
downplayed as thoughts blare
though similar content
invariably communicated,
sans trademark Pi Seine fishtail career
as applies to other questions.
This chap asks himself,
an immense task I dare
unleash unbounded kickstarting...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, adventure, beautiful, celebration, confidence,
Form:
Rhyme
While Daydreaming About Timepiece InventorsWhile daydreaming about timepiece inventors...
as the figurative curtain closes on 2022
How arbitrary the assignment
of seconds, minutes, hours,
days, months, years...
to the passage of time,
and I would be hard pressed
to differentiate one moment
from the next without the aid
of some handy dandy mechanism
linkedin to clocking existence.
An especially...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Across Figurative and Literal BoardAcross figurative and literal board...
mine hardscrabble existential debacle spelled losing game of trouble
Oft times, I experience wretchedness being alive
spurring wonderment whereby thoughts
of my demise doth drive
analogous to buzzfeeding bumbling bees
combing into their hive.
Giddiness prevailed
when coronavirus (COVID-19)
warranted quarantine to diminish
transmitting pandemic virus thru the air
lifestyle...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Mirrors Don'T Lie About Frank and Ernest PortrayalMirrors don't lie about frank and ernest portrayal...
Especially when giving cheeky badass
blemished physiognomic reflection
tricking me seeing displeasing likeness
Matthew Scott Harris, a grown lad brandishing
his treasured invisible cutlass
poised to strike, (where spiderlines
instantaneously provoked, webbed,
and frankly zapped shattering experience),
whereby yours truly
rendered unconscious to any pass
hubble gratefully...
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Categories:
gimcrackery, analogy, atheist, extended metaphor,
Form:
Dramatic Verse