Best Hop Out Poems

With Twilight's Glow Nature Boldly Speaks

Soft twilight glow just before dawn's new birth
When sun and earth show, art for all its worth.
O' tender emotions- send not thy cries!
For Nature holds more than blue, blue skies!

As light sends shadows burrowing so deep
Furry animals wake from midnight...

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tadpoles growing in a pond
anxious for the great beyond
decreased numbers, fairly grim
takes too long to grow a limb

hiding from the larger fish
trying not to be a dish
feeding on the larval flies
protein bars in strange disguise

gain a voice before you croak
caught up in a ghastly joke
wishing...

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Young G’s sporting tattooed gunz, on rolling black streets,fishing without water, amphibians of the dark ghettos,with names like Ricochet Rob, because he once dreamt of shooting straight.Mumbles, who’s mom was a midnight walker. He was not named for that, butbecause he was hit in the...

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Hood fellow, pull her hair like I do the trigger
Plenty of cash, don't care if she's a gold-digger
She broke-up with her ex and got me, lost and found
Get in bed, take out my pistol, let off a round
Shoot her up, shoot her up, bang, bang
Blowing...

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nice clothes
nice shoes
couple of girls
but i got a main boo

nice car
on 22's
lift kit on it
it's another 4in boost

hop out
see my homies
it ain't my forte
but all them smoking

big whip
car full
been drinkin since 1
n yet we still partying

fitted cap
yankee logo
girls say im fly
now they reaching for my...

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The sun softly stirs the strawberry tree
Provokes a lovely green bird to hop out
They snuggle and fondle when the cocks croak
A young boy joins them in a smiling spree
A happy farmer throws up rings of smoke
‘Bill, come here’, came from mom a tender shout
‘Good morning’,...

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Like a cold winter night
I hear thy call my name
Little whispers
“Come play a little game”

The path arises and the pace quickens
The faster I run, the harder it is to see
The tiny white light at the end of the path
I need that forget-me-not

I grew closer and...

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Sitting here in rush hour I moan and sigh
Horn’s honk, engine’s rev, a Monday to miss
Birds whooshing overhead as time ticks by
When from below I hear a squealing hiss
The tire! Is murphy's law to blame for this?!

I hop out to check and PLOP! That damn...

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High school times were lived with fun and ease
Other peoples opinions I didn’t care to please
Found friends who accepted me for who I was
Wanted to enjoy it, soak it up, it was love
Class became less important, became such a bore
Going to school and listening started...

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Upon the shore's banks the tide rolls in. 
Sand is naturally sifted,
revealed is a Master's creation.

Created as intricate gold time pieces, thanks to You we are.
No matter how tarnished, You accept us as we roll up to Your doorstep.
The door is open as You reach...

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I kept passing up that contest, realizing its difficulty.
However, sometimes I do enjoy jumping into challenges,
but this one proved to be beyond and above mere difficulty.
After jumping into 'this river of cold water poetry', I was prepared
to hop out of those rapidly-flowing currents just as...

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Poetry is a world,
Pure and innocent as a pearl

It is form of view,
That is only seen by a few

Poets can unfurl their truths,
And don't need to support it with any proof

It's a place where the grass can be blue,
and broken cell phones can be transformed...

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I hop out of my shower about 8
I got to get dressed 
Because I got a hot date 
I out on the Roca Wear 
And the Timberland boots
Then I checked my pockets
And counted my loot
I stepped on the scene looking sporty
Me and my crew, doing...

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I take another pill because the last one did not kick in fast enough.
Fourth nap of the day, feel disappointed when I wake up.
What do I have to do to get rid of this pain? 
I am grumpy, and irritable. 
My husband hides from me.

I...

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Sight, feignedly fixed on chess board;
Mind, slinking toward smart phone
---the Sacrosanct Savior that just has to be enshrined in the toilette---
urging new hot tips to hop out and help out.

Each toilette patronage pays back an omnipotent panopticon 
through which to pirate opponent's move patterns;
Each stool...

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