Best Hurling Poems

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Written: January 08, 2024 For Tania Kitchin Contest
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A storm swirls, hurling hail and snow,
In the bosom of winter, icy storm......

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...The Fall of The Winter King    

He had risen to power
fueled by a vicious and ruthless determination
to reclaim a lost throne.

His tactics had stunned the unsuspecting,
laid barren the field......

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...Once there was dingo, rabidly mad as he could be
who thought he was a Bruce of a man by how he spoke
But no man would call him their 'mate,' for you see...
he was a mongrel dog who pretended to be......

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...Image: Cloud Fantasy, by Susan Lawrence

On spring's green carpet I repose, revitalizing the soul
passing slow minutes pondering the sky

The lake whispers a morning meditation
as memo......

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...Days sneak up on the sleeper,
Either anticipated, or scorned
To the pessimist, they are dwindling,
And to the bright eye—they carry on beyond our selfish minds

Upon the wakened dreamer,......

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...MISDEMEANOR 

A soft lisp runs through blonde summer grasses,
shoving at kites or the hems of long skirts.
Umbrellas and hats stir as it passes, 
jumbling at picnics, it teases and flirts.  
It......

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...Little child
Your tiny hands hold a little flower
Delicately, you start weaving a story about peace
In your gentleness, you understand how happiness works
It is the sanctuary of warm softness in ......

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...Upon this date he spoke no more of the preceding moments, 
Tearing and hurling insult upon insult
In several directions, his tongue whipped and scorched me,
And he waited relentlessly to see the s......

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...Unspoken words hang in the stillness of unmindful space,
  like a touch never to be felt
    A sight never to be seen
      A curl of smoke dissipating
         

A twist of faith has broken bo......

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...Inside scrapings of darkness
how restless and doomed,
the bellow crashing in like
an agonized moon; 

the tunnel hears blood whooshing
in pits full of rain,
hurling damn imaginings
of her......

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...Captains Log Star date 8391.1,

I now face a terrible dilemma.  After the bloodiest of battles with a crew from 
another dimension, a crew of doppelgangers, in essence a crew of ourselves, we 
ha......

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...I'll tell you a tale
of our own Devil's Island
and the demonic crash
of the waves in the swell.
The smell and the taste
of the ball breaking weather;
the ghosts that deliver 
poor sailors to H......

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...In Kachikau's winter night, I'm lost at sea
Cloaked in dark waves, where hope's last gleam flees
My wits are scared, no guiding light in sight
Alone, I wander, with no trust in sight

My heart, ......

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I followed milky and mouldy scents,
down cobbled and narrow paths,
only to see it riddled with rats,
feasting on Feta and Camembert,
whilst the wine sipping Uppers prepared to
clash against th......

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...I see their ghosts ...
dancing before me like madmen
moon-daubed scarecrows of the corn
hurling curses like daggers

I see their eyes ...
the gleams change to glaze
with every considerate nuzz......

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