Best Pinchers Poems

And I witness
Your deplorable “glory”
Hunching over my tattered spine,
So we can have something in common

You walk with glorified shell-shock,
Another sentient tongue, 
Straddling on the Eros of vindication

Your sandpaper hands
Reach for an assaulted tenderness
Embracing lambasted lyric

Another tenor’s proclamation
That their oxidized octaves
Are legitimately sound

…

Nobody is listening.

…

So, you...

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There’s coming a time of great cheer
when folks will drink gallons of beer
   tell tales of wee sprites
   and magical sights.
St. Patrick’s Day soon will be here.

On that day, if you don’t wear green,
just stay in your house. Don’t be seen,
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A is for Ant, tiny but stout, they can lift fifty times their own weight,
B is for Bee, reaps nectar for honey; may opt to attack if made irate. 

C is for Cricket, chirps his best at night to attract stunning female, 
D is for...

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My name in Dutch might just have a person thinking that
I reside by water, for my name means “Lake cat.”

However, I’m a bigger fan of sun and sand.
Each morning in the rays of sun I go to stand.

I get my belly warm, which makes me...

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Living walls composed of tiny living building blocks
Pinchers, claws, legs, holding on, gripping, intertwined
Compelled to embrace each other in this crawly house
Scratching on hardened shells, always adjusting, tightening
Ever responding to the constant hum deep within
Awaiting the call to aid the foraging column

The mighty stomach growls...

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holy wars
not right… way back when
not right now
~
why fear religion
why believe in fear of god
abused nature… fear
~
sieve good from bad
survival of the fittest
evolutions real
~
would humans survive…
no technology… why not…
of course, we could...
~
push… pull… no wheel
it worked once… will work again
moving together
~
the wheel… used in war
dynamite…...

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There was no TV, cell phones or I-Pods
When I was a very young lad
You found ways to entertain yourself
No longer the case and it’s sad

Aside from spiders, butterflies and bees
Four others were favorite bugs
They provided many hours of fun
But I never did play with slugs

The...

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The sun is setting
on the brick roads
around St. Bernadette's.
Her statue is next to my car.
She kneels before Mary
hands clasped, faith apparent.
Tonight they prayed --
           the young couples toward the front
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3min Write Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Matt Caliri



here I am escorted by doom and courted by gloom
it's a sad predicament
like being a crab without pinchers
so to speak
but I keep moving at the bottom of this sea 
... of what life
with the bottom dwellers
feeding off the scraps
and avoiding traps
but...

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Love is not fully understood
Until you have a life of your own
“Fox in Socks”
One million times
Twenty shades of mud
After a long summer’s day
Energetic jumping beans 
Spilling erratically on the floor
Endless boo-boos to kiss
Invisible to all others
Premature voices calling out
In the still of the night
Tiny fingers...

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One night, in the famous Amazon Rainforest
held its first “Mr. or Miss Venomous Quest,”
Goals of the search were for entertainment and fun
catered to all diurnal brutes who’re sad without the sun.

Nocturnal animals hosted an amusement battle
where the chosen team-representatives will wrestle,
They put up a wrestling...

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To get a break from the boredom
People visit the places of their interest
You find there men working with much earnest.

For delight’s sake, some spend as high rollers.
You find there many penny pinchers.
No wonder, life is a paradoxical kingdom!


Bite Size Poem no11 Poetry Contest
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I SEE TRUE YOUR EYES 


You look, you look, you 
look me, in the eye,
But your gaze carries 
on, into infinity,
No other reason, 
except it’s all lies,
Unable to make contact, 
you stare through me.

You see, you see, 
you don’t see at all,
Give nothing away, 
that’s...

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Male stag beetles fight, fight, fight
Winning their mates into the night
Pinching each other with bravado big
Beating enemies with pinchers that dig...

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