Best Pelt Poems

The heart pulsates with times I remember
So pained to my soul you have become
My eyes see cold ashes without ember
As tomorrow fades from view, I...

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every leaf stands still
cold raindrops pelt hot pavement
beast rumbling in sky...

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Sun is shining as I sing my redemption song.
Hey lady, no woman no cry, lets spread one love.
Jammin', spreading positive vibrations so strong,
like three little...

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LOVE being felt caressively,so sexually, 
intimately,intentively makes me feel so 
radical,speaking hypothetical-ly of how it 
makes me feel,

So real,the thrill I always feel,the ideal of...

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Love is a season.
And holidays mark the seasons, and years like signs in the road,
reflecting the bumps in our journey, but showing us a way...

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Rust sleeps without the churchyard
on the blunt perimeter rails,
on the bloom of iron stabbing up
into the pelt of rain.

Rust sleeps upon the fence posts
where the...

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Drops of rain off Winters' pelt,

pelt Earth into refrain below

Below the soil, as spring is felt,

felt springs uncoil through melting snow

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The Roman administrators came for the wealth of our worship
demanding that I crack the church's coffers wide open
for their needs, for the Empire's desperate embellishments,
in...

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Fearless jaguar
Making your leap
Into Destiny
I wish you luck

Your Spotted grace
gliding off of
The Rock
In intensity

You and your
Velvet pelt
Dotted in gold and brown
are thrown into infinity...

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Alison weeps at the fake Senior Prom.
Alison creeps out onto the lawn.
Alison’s skin turns to purple from pink.
Alison’s flesh beginning to stink.

A stench too great...

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Here is just a little clue,   
Look inside the words I write,
Other words hide in there, too,
When packed in tight, they unite.

Scapegoat is...

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On the top floor of Smidget’s, you could stay, if you paid,
‘Twas a clean-running place, now, so don’t be dismayed…
‘Twas up there, I’d a run-in...

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Life, in the cruelty of morning light,
Is a strand of copper blond hair
With auburn roots, asleep on a pillow.

Are you waiting for the snail mail
To...

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EMBOLDENING ART

The stone you pelt at a fruit tree causes it immense pain
It still feeds you with smile a delicious sweet fruit
Between sharp blades you...

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There is an eventuality as respects mankind 
and the beast...as the one dies, so the other...
so that the one [has] no superiority over the other,...

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