Best Plopping Poems

is there such a thing as one-eyed fr.ass?!

Huh.

Maybe, maybe not 

ha. Do (doo? does?) frass even have eyes. I think not!

Sure looks pretty though...

if I...

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aye …

on such
divine evenings, thus,
are perfect odes not freely spun?
the Perseids, dancing their
jocund jigs -
capricious, evanescent stripes of
golden ire under a tapestry
of wonders …
watching rapt,...

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‘Twas the night before Christmas and I didn’t care;
I had dozens of latkes I had to prepare.
The menorah was ready, with candles to light,
Waiting there...

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She sits perched, like a gorgeous gargoyle, upon the boulder
splotched with spots of mint chocolate ice cream moss - the wind tasting
her lovely locks as...

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Its Raining…

God’s Cleansing Tool
Cloud-Concerto… How Cool !
Plop-Plop Plopping into Pothole Pools
On the Grass, Pavements and On My Own-Sweet- Fools…

who, don’t have Sense enough, to get...

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Her sounds are peaceful
symphonic and soothing

The chirping of the birds
at the crack of dawn, 
the plopping of rain
pouring heavily at roof tops, 
the humming of...

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I walked in the local Relay for Life
In support of the Cancer Foundation
I have lost too many people that I love
To this horrible abomination

For each...

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Why does my new girlfriend always wear a cowboy hat
She lives in the big city in a high rise council flat
I gazed up at the...

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Water ripples
On the pond surface

Concentric circles
Of perfect shape

Raindrops plopping
In rhythmic grace
Announcing the storm...

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she ...

gently shivered ...
venetian-sieved ribbons of moonlight
wanly striping her face ... 
the words struggled on her lips
then ever-so-softly, dripped like maple syrup
and found purchase in...

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Creatures of
the night 
in song...
welcome me
to sing along;
cricket arias
froggy croaks
plopping waters
hooting owls.
Skeletal trees
spooky limbs
shadows weave as
moonlight beams;
a bulbous moon
o’er horizon
wolves that bay
to its beauty.
Twitterers sleep
‘neath...

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Thick rain soaked clouds came floating by on sullen grey skies 
Branches swayed and leaves waved,  tied
 In unison with the whipping wind 
The...

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Off us two went, beneath the trees,
that crackled and snappled
in Autumn’s crisp breeze,
our wellies slish-sloshing through the pelting rain,
plip-plopping, plip-plopping
again and again.

The thunder it rumbled,
and...

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Another example of Western hypocrisy,
Is Bahrain where they claim "Democracy",

A self-designed "Democracy" of dictatorship,
Which actually started from a pirate-ship,

In history you will find that some...

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A typically depressing inky dark night 
He sat at the corner waiting for the light
His mind as usual not fully engaged
His pounding psyche had him...

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