Best Salting Poems

There's a little known sport
That is played in the South
If you ain't from round here
You may know nothing about

It is played by the old
Enjoyed by...

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'Twas a fortnight fraught with tainted stars;
'Midst mournful tears salting Neptune's sea.
A withered lass swallows internal scars,
'Twixt purist passions removed from thee.

Thoust bravest beloved her...

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"The Fresh Blooding of a Sexton Grin"



Guns ...

are for p*ssies
you know, short for 
pussilanimous plural

Words …

are sharper 
more cutting
more lethal 

clean 
concise 
quill slicing the...

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Do you ever just feel,
Like you don't belong,
This planet just crushing you,
Into its own shape.
Do you ever just feel,
Like you don't fit in this world,
Society...

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The cliffs were the only place she could go to find the edge of love
the only boundry between up and down, of faith and fate,
a...

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You can't imagine what its like to march on a sacred city,
to plunder and pulverize a Peoples' promise to Deity,
demolishing centuries of lavish labor, wasting...

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 Part 3

9th Delerium: Emptyness
Water wheels in wastelands... turning,
drowning relics in the slum
Rumpled rags of fashioned burlap... burning,
lit by bandits blind and dumb
Pastured prisons, ponies...

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Sure it comes with shoveling,salting,sanding,scraping,snow plowing and snow blowing 
It also comes with so much more beauty that's well worth knowing 
Snow blockades for snowball...

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Salting
 s e a s o n' s
 stew.




Written 15 July 2021

In Just A Few Words 2 Poetry Contest

Sponsored by Joseph May....

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Number 15 rumbles a regular route,
Whining about the dew-drop hours.
A friend used to hang on and shout,
"Top-of-the-line!" Sucking fruit sours.

Underrated, invaluable, civil necessity.
Removing debris for...

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You can't imagine what it's like to march on a sacred city,
to plunder and pulverize a Peoples' physical promise to a Deity,
demolishing centuries of lavish...

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As I roamed into the steakhouse,
I spotted him slashing steak.
He looked up with his dispirited stare,
His despair coherent to me.
He summon me to take a...

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Brutus Iulius Trois page 08 

Suddenly stillness all sounds silenced  the last pirate slain.
From the bowels of the Tireme came cheers that grew louder
From...

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A meter off the ground - it was chilling to the bone
  and they say high up the degrees drop 

In a metal bird...

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Slowly
(a life time of small steps back
Fades the light
towards a tiny waiting grave)
As does the bright
Birth of an immaculate 
Smile 
	Spanning the horizon for hope
		Scanning...

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