Best Grimace Poems

evil-eyed Jack o’ lantern
	grimaces in the dark~
		helplessly perturbed pumpkin...

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Chasing shadows 
In summer meadows
Lingering by the wayside
Watching memories of you die

Fighting worry
Fending off doubt 
Love becomes blurry
Feelings turned inside out

You wrote me love letters 
Full of empty promises
When my heart thinks of you
It grimaces 

I cried over you a hundred years
Or at least it seems

My world ended 
When you said goodbye

A piece of me...

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Mis Chakras No Tus Chakras

It’s too early in the morning to have my patience challenged.
Woosah _ kumbaya _ got to get my chakras in balance.
Hold back my tongue _ use small words _ set breath at steady pace.
Surely what needs saying is clearly written on my face.

Muscles in my jaw refusing to smile.
Being a lying...

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Grimace is Death's Smile

    Last stage of death's calling card; pain.
    Why make it any easier than it must be?
    Atonement in exchange for your agreement
    for time on earth and the pleasures we see.

    Some of us drink deeply...

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I face my daily demons from time and time again
I try to be normal and count to ten, ten, ten and then
I cope with hope’s happiness
It’s so dope to be no longer in distress

It was a dismal and dark night last night
There’s a delightful day, sparkling with might
Snowed under by sunshine today
Let me be, detested...

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Many friends that I have are troubled at times
Giving them problems creating their rhymes
I wish there was something that I could do
For them I will pray and send my thoughts, true.

They go on their lives with burdens, weighted
Regretting their days, some even hated
I wish I could reach them, give them my hands
For now, words are...

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In such agreement
With all that is being said
Standing up in awe

Rocking side to side
With folded arms, shriveled nose
Squinted eyes, spiked shouts

Downward lips poked out
With wrinkled brow and clinched fists
Arms start rotating

Rolling, beating air
Shifting foot to foot ready
To launch in the deep

The speaker speaks on
Overexaggerated
With vi'lent fervor

Still with that grimace
Clapping hands, shaking the head
Nodding with more...

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Ruse of the evil grimace also known as "Blondie"

A real hunter (and huntress), she stands five feet
and tips the scales at most one hundred pounds.

Despite looking like a little girl, her stock in trade
masks that diabolical mean mien streak evocation.

Said bipedal hominid creature haunts outer limits
of the twilight zone, where dark shadows hoover
along the edge...

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BoJo
  is no HoJo...

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