Best Goading Poems

She storms into the room
there is fire in her eyes
and thunder in her step
rage rumbling reckless
She's livid
a live wire of fire
charged
She's on the move
To punish
Is...

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Whom the horse is looking for
Every day in the scarlet breeze
It comes and taps at the door
Have you forgotten your blue cheese

Is it the one...

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By clasping the lightning string
I reach the sky
Wondrous view there, I spy 

Sitting on the fluffy clouds
I roam everywhere
Outspread clouds, my magic chairs

Crafting shapes out...

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Dreams herein, our progeny, still birth sometimes inside,
blind and rigor twisted, formless foetuses upon
the terrace steps where innocence bled and occasionally died
screeching for salvation when...

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Inspired by oil painting, Melancholy by Edvard Munch in 1891. Viewing the painting will help make sense of the poem.

The sediment courses with questionable energy,...

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A giant magnet for young and old
Its many mysteries to unfold
For dipping toes in ebb and flow
Revealing wonders deep below
Calm and still like mirrored glass
Then...

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The Feeling of Fishing while Floating
Is Graded on Goading, and Gloating

Bystanders oft blindly believe
In salmon the size of my sleeve

Tall Tales at the Time Told...

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How do you like me as I am today?
Twenty years young, triumphantly boasting 
Success through all you had been foreboding.
Casting my vast nets as far...

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Unforgiving Reflections
                       ...

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The days are bright when you are near
Even the darkest nights don't generate fear
All I need is a thought about you, even for a little...

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The gathering storm rattled snakelike over distant hills,
Heads of dust and debris thrown as charcoal relief
To the vast expanse of the sky;
In the drought of...

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I wander down a cobbled street, 
sodden from rain, heckled by whispers
revealing secrets on this blustery night.
They bewilder me in a surge of confusion
far beyond...

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Chronic pain is a darkness, personally endured 
Persistently battled, for suffering's ensured 
It's constant plague preys on the mind, goading your torment 
like misery designed...

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5/9/22

Let me change my toning
Skills mastered and others still honing
I am not droning
People to this day passed away from a stoning
Continually condoning
With no cease to...

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I Cannot Weight To Hmm...
Be Pressed By A Dumbbell

Two fifteen pound
     steely danse sing
     wrought iron dumbbells
...

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