Best Inundating Poems

The sea was unusually wavy,
When a cook in the Royal Navy,
With a roll of the ship,
Accidentally slipped,
Inundating his captain with gravy....

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A lover most capricious is the wind.
At times he goes to Meadow. He exhales. . .
Beneath his breath, her grasses’ blades are pinned
until he’s spent,...

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when light faded out 
and darkness descended
when all over me 
the icy chill began to creep  	
I slammed the windows and doors
tightly shut
and like...

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Nimbus clouds drifted over me from the sinking horizon
Etched on these I saw the image of my marooned mind
Wandering  forlorn in the seamless smoky...

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She bathes my soul within her
Sanguine waters ardently
Inundating my senses whole
I become upon her embrace
We become one spirit aloof
Within both light and darkness
Depraving sharp hunting...

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Unswallowed lumps of lobster immodest
     Crustacean returns to pincers persimmon 
     Waitress whisk indiscernible clears linen 
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Damaging winds whip and slash, whirling wild, drenching rain,
Roads decimated come to standstill, as gushing floods reign,
Inundating swollen terrains, roiling deluge of a tenebrous day,
As...

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The rain on my glasses
I see it, so magnified
Each droplet, a crystal
Gliding 
Upon the wall of my mind,
On every lens,
A waterfall, a river,
A stream
In the...

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Inundating radiant sunshine beams 
down on my face
fervently tracing crows feet 
nearing the frown I can taste

obliterating tear streaks 
transmitting them 
into the depths of...

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Beside Every Iridescent Node Grows
Beauty, Eyeing, Instigating, Nodding Gracefully.
Bounty Energizes Inundating Nascent Growth.
Brilliant Emerald Ignites Newborn Grains.

Bathers Each In Nuance Gather.
Beyond Eternity, Infinite Night Gropes....

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Inundating, binging,
the muddy, bulimic river
gorged the flood plain, consuming
everything that wasn’t nailed down:
tree limbs, leaves, bleating sheep, chicken coups,
plastic grocery bags, inner tubes,
cesspit contents, only...

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God ! God ! Why have you forsaken me ! Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Eli Eli Lama Sabachthani by T. Wignesan

Opening the eyes requires such...

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You can't fool a dancer,

hard reverb coming at you like Prancer-

welcome-wagon interstellar like Lancer-

holy demon! 
When did my steam stop? 

Holly weedin'! 
Where did you...

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Chase the voodoo to sleep. sleepless freaks i see in the silver screens blocking the vision of me. there's no choice but to eliminate hate...

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My shopping excursions to the local marts are very rare indeed.
My dear spouse does the shopping, I only go when in dire need.
I have no...

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