Best In Stitches Poems

Twas the night before Christmas and I was a gasp
    at the rumors that filled me with an odious fright.
For Santa Claus...

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you were an infant
i would sing a song i created for you

'there's a baby in my arms
there's a baby in the mirror
but honey 
there's not...

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The day you died you took me with you,
The way you lied shook me black and blue.

The sorrow you felt, I sure felt it too,
The...

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I walked the path to the open meadow
That has been there for so many years
A place to rest and sew new thoughts like stitches
But, everything...

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Rum was feeling playful so he went to find a mouse
He looked in every nook and cranny right throughout the house
But all the mice were...

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I rip and chew at my edges
Trying to eradicate 
Placate
Eleviate
My pain
The anxiety 
The part of me that threatens to freeze 
My mental disease
The part I...

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When the auctioneer first shows it,
I feel a sudden piercing shock.
My grandma's hand-sewn antique quilt
Is on the auction block.
It is the lovely basket pattern
And her...

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These Limericks were written by many different PS poets who are all remaining anonymous.  If you would like to add one of your own...

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The new sheriff of Poetry Soup
 Rode into town on a horse named Snoop
 Jan was on his wanted list
 And the gang she did...

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And still she smiles  

Even in this darkness, her darkness,
when a moonless sky
preaches fear from a pulpit of shadows
pointing elongated fingers
and walls crumble 
into...

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two bible-blabbering, prattling pastors

   from two denominational sectors

      ended up in stitches and bloody plasters;


those around said it...

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Give me all your pain dear,give me all your sorrow
let me touch and feel them to make you smile tomorrow.

Rest your head on my shoulder...

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Happiness is scattering herbs of kindness,
   watering weathered willows in the wilderness.

Happiness is following lavender streaks of twilight~
  gliding across cerulean skies,...

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She carried a bag full of dreams
Too afraid to lay it down
Too afraid to open and see
What lies hidden inside

She had lost it once before
Along...

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You want emotion...
Tell me, ask me, beg me to show you my soul, my secret place where my muses dwell.
My living hell. The tainted sea...

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