Best Matchsticks Poems

COUPLET MATCHSTICKS - A CONVERSATION STARTER

The lyrics crescent of bravado
Toes of the ballerina apropos

The gymnast - a sculpture in motion
A wrestlers seamless grip

The poet’s morse...

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When it left the Arctic it was as a wild angry wind
that stormed its way across the ice bound Arctic ocean.
Blowing the snow clad icebergs...

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Where forests stretched for miles, and Spirit Lake
lay at its foot, there stood a rebel peak.
One day the earth beneath began to quake.
What havoc Mother...

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The detritus of a household of smokers was a joy to the young child, stifled in a family he believed he had outgrown. Matchsticks, by...

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In her resting place — she’d toy
with shadows, matchsticks
and glow in the dark paint.

Out and about — she’d fly
through the night, wax her teeth
and loudly...

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 Part 3

9th Delerium: Emptyness
Water wheels in wastelands... turning,
drowning relics in the slum
Rumpled rags of fashioned burlap... burning,
lit by bandits blind and dumb
Pastured prisons, ponies...

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School bus driver
Releases the squish of her air brakes
With a lurch from knees and chest
Clunks the bus into Park
Lowers her red head into the matchsticks...

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In a storm the lighthouse beacon 
beckons ship in peril to come closer.
There is no where else to go.
A shining light offers refuge
But fails to...

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Watching it spin on an axis of shame
Collecting my thoughts in the cool summer rain
Whispering now cause I just can't complain
Well, it's the least I...

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We are all born with a match box inside our body
We need oxygen and a candle to light it to accomplice
The oxygen has to come...

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Someone lit a fire,
Knowing someone like me would
Find it, feel it… why?

Odd to see flames here,
Strange… it’s something wilder than
Matchsticks or candles....

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a mother sits down with a beat up & disheveled box of old photos---
she had just gone upstairs to get them
with footsteps on an extremely...

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The Faller 
He stands at the edge of a tall mountain looking down the sheer drop. 
Seconds pass. 
The man jumps! 
Nothing stops his fall....

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Don’t eat cake, they said; it goes to your hips
That’d be sexy, I think and lick the cream on my lips
Don’t eat cake, they said;...

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We can’t go out so what to do?
How do we spend our time?
Imagination, racing thoughts
My brain on overtime.

There’s gardening, painting, DIY
Non urgent jobs to do,
They’re...

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