Best Rasped Poems

The full fallow moon was hung low in July
 As white stars and fireflies lit the night sky,
A sight to behold was the feline bold'
Drawing...

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Lost your tongue, 
as you fumble to recall the right words to use.
I think of all the words that once flowed so freely,
and where there...

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My grandson asked if back when I was young
I had ever done anything naughty or wrong
I said shut the door put on listening ears
And Ill...

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Writing relative rhymed rhymes
Rhyming with revival rhythmically rhythm
Is not revue but reviewing my role
To resurrect as requested to revive back romance.
When rhyming my rhymes I...

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In the funky train,
 All the hoo-ha-noisy end in fisticuff;
 As the crumpled greenback hand-out cough,
 The law has nothing to handcuff, 
  
...

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A Hungry Alien 

Saw a flying saucer that was hovering over our street
So, I walked up to it, with a view of a meet and...

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There were several women nearby who were crying and wailing over  this condemned 
man. The convicted man turned slowly towards them and that was...

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and lost while wracked in pains of change,
wilted seed in wintered eye,
hands clenching white in advent rage,
knee bones scuppered, bleaching age,    ...

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One was when it was new.
Shiny head calling to me from days of childhood.
Pick me up and make a wish..Surely you know this to be...

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I Cracked The Cream Cheese Through Your Whine

Wining And Dining    we savoured together and we still share five beautiful children sweet 
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Uncertainty, 'grand potentate', 
swathes my lure
For renewed insight. I dropp 
upon
My groove, primed, to settle my 
lot. Help! 

Modest citizen. Our battles, 
girthed
For selfish intent,...

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SOME DAY THEY BE BACK HOME
(Ode To Jim Morrison)
By Roy A. Merritt

The Lizard King hissed and rasped 
And crept up from behind
And the heat shivered...

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DEAD MAN’S HAND

He sat the longest time
Staring at his cards
It was a good hand – 3 Queens
Better than average    considering
There were six...

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I was lost into the vast sea of memories
only to return with chest heaving
My fingers rasped the molten emotions
welling deep within, brimful in my eyes

Those...

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They heard a murmur in your chest,
a whisper:
tiny fish lips bulging the surface.
A bubble, a    b   u   r...

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