Best Pulp Poems
Below are the all-time best Pulp poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of pulp poems written by PoetrySoup members
Amberina BallerinaA born lioness my untamed heart? ha!
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on...
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Categories:
pulp, destiny, emotions, inspiration, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Celeste RomanceI gaze at those fireflies in
your butter-sweet eyes that shine,
succulent with white lush pulp
of love's purity,
you hue my wildflower heart
with hyacinth, as we twirl
like spring-shaded...
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Categories:
pulp, deep, emotions, fantasy, first
Form:
Dodoitsu
In StillnessAt last, in the mute of twilight hums
I am possessed with silence shaven,
whiteness of peace touches the breath
melting the morsels of earth’s flesh
from soiled, weary...
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Categories:
pulp, change, life,
Form:
Free verse
Luscious Mangoluscious fruit of the tropics
sphere-shaped, tapered, oval-faced
beneath the sun dripping yellow;
tangy as cocktail's zest for happy hour- kisses
on lips that crave for its moist
sweet...
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Categories:
pulp, fruit,
Form:
Light Verse
Obsessive OrangeI met this cool dude called Jaffa
At the beginning he was so sweet to me
Sadly after a while he gave me the pip
In the end...
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Categories:
pulp, color, crush, food, humorous,
Form:
Free verse
An X-Mess Carol
"An X-Mess Carol"
Somewhere standing barefoot
in the sand, she thought with guilty pleasure
“This is the KORO SEA!” and
conjured up a multitude of story scenarios
Buccaneers, Pirates Parlay,...
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Categories:
pulp, absence, abuse, children, christmas,
Form:
Free verse
My Ultra Babe -I need your ultra desperation
your ultra conflagration of love making exhilaration,
I want your ultra shout and pout
give me your slap attack
the amber of your abuse,...
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Categories:
pulp, beauty, desire, devotion, love,
Form:
Ballad
I Am..(Tagged By Raul, Now I'M Tagging Elaine George).
I’m a young boy
A single mother’s son
I’m a young beach beaten by a tsunami
Sent by an undersea earthquake delivering ripples of death
Carrying...
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Categories:
pulp, introspectionbeautiful, beautiful,
Form:
Free verse
Nasty PandaChina charges 1 million annually
For each panda in our zoos
If we won't pay in full
Then the pandas we will lose
Nasty Panda's the exception
No one wants...
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Categories:
pulp, animal, corruption, dark, humorous,
Form:
Light Verse
To a Poetic Time LapseTO A POETIC TIME LAPSE
As the sharp rays
of sunlight slowly sliced
through the tarrying tinted clouds,
I wiped away the web
of darkness of night;
broke off a piece...
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Categories:
pulp, allegory, emotions, simile, word
Form:
Free verse
The Silkworm's Birthday
"The Silkworm’s Birthday"
Mulberry leaves flutter in the breeze
Kookaburra brave Joker bluffs a sky blue breast
Drops one feather for a quill, a song hidden in...
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Categories:
pulp, chicago, grandchild, imagery, love,
Form:
Free verse
UnwomannedHere, I dwell in no man's land,
On the flip side, there's men unwomanned,
They can be a miserable band,
Desperately seeking a hand,
I read their profiles for...
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Categories:
pulp, feelings, love, men, retirement,
Form:
Free verse
Redemption DayThrough open window floats orange sun,
blaze settling on my wrinkled brow.
Closed eyes spur visit from days done.
Dark thoughts escape to highest bough;
new freedom builds the...
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Categories:
pulp, day, faith, light, thanks,
Form:
Rhyme
In Defense of PoetryHow else to tell you
of the movement of
the universe that sets my world to tilt?
Where spatial acuity and intuitive thinking fall down
and weep
at the feet...
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Categories:
pulp, introspection, philosophy
Form:
Free verse
A Fire In the Heart of Our Darkneswe sat, my brother and I
leaning against the old wood pannels of the room
the smoke engulfed us like breath
as the threat of violence loomed
his voice...
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Categories:
pulp, war,
Form:
Prose Poetry