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Best Punk Rock Poems


Interpace In the First Era of Punk Rock
When I was 17
I had a great job
Painting
Little
Desert
Flowers

Roses
On
Assembly line
Plates

Friends
On
The
Line
Taught me to pee on my hands
To
Neutralize
The
Poisons
In the glazes

The plates
Would
Land
On small
Cardboard
Palettes

Every
Night
I
Would
Take some of these
Cardboard palettes
When
I
Went
Home

And
Make
Pissed
On
Art...

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Categories: punk rock, history
Form: Free verse
The Only Punk Rock Girl
Outnumbered
1756 to one
I stood alone
I stood
Alone
In a culture of music
Unlike anyone else's 
Flogging Molly
Scathed my back
With mad plaid in my mind
And Was Beder Das
Youth of rebellion
I stand true....

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Categories: punk rock, angst, childhood, life, music
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Days of Punk Rock and Street Sounds
There was a day when punk rock was my thing
the rawness and energy of the music
really stirred up within ready to rebel
giving your all the focus that makes you kick

Then every Wednesday night on the local radio
'street sounds' was the name of the game
which played...

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Categories: punk rock, music, sound, teenage,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



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Categories: punk rock, allegory, music,
Form: List
Premium Member Rock Concert Crowd
Silhouettes in fume thump to a doom, 
They stomp with the rhythm of drums,
They point to the sky and spread open wide, 
Their wrists and fingers and thumbs,

These thousands of people joined at the hip, 
Joined by a common desire,
To lose themselves in the roar...

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Categories: punk rock, culture, freedom, music, people,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member Patti Smith
Patti dropped her pants, turned away from the river, reached down and touched her toes, and squirted back a big spray of piss. The river rose, spilled the banks, washed away the world. Now we are free, at last, at last, on this empty empty...

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Categories: punk rock, grief, imagination, music, rude,
Form: Prose




Book: Reflection on the Important Things