Best Shotgun Poems

They promised to never leave each other, never say goodbye,
Even when their hands parted, and they went their ways. 
He never knew until it was too late, it was too late to say farewell,
He would simply have to cope with the empty home, the lonely...

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I rode shotgun
		with someone
who look just like me

Had the same skin color
			as far    as I 
could steering wheel see


I rode shotgun
		with a racist someone,
	who hatefully 
talked the same way as me

Had the same gnarled speech,
	same gnarly hands,
		same ugly voice,
			same cursive feet 
like...

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"As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire

"Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul returns." 
Charles Baudelaire

"Smell is a Word. Perfume is Literature."

"There are no women who do not like perfume, there are women...

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We would go to the forgotten towns of west Texas
Places that we couldn’t name and hunt for their souls
Sometime it was on the roadside a place they had been abandoned
Sometimes in and old house broken and forgotten
She’d stand there in her boots and ragged old...

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Pa held shotgun to his head

   "Marry her son or you're dead"

      "It wasn't me" the lad pled

         "Yes it was" she said

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights...

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When I was a kid, in the family car
We all knew where to sit;
If the order ever wavered,
Someone’d likely have a fit.

But today I heard of something new
Which tells me things have changed;
If someone hollers, “Shotgun!”
Well, the seats get rearranged.

The “Shotgun!” yeller sits up front,
Right...

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Bang...Bang...
Not the gun
sounds of hearts
engaged in battle
not having fun

Shells litter the ground
love is a hidden treasure
packed with ammunition
better off not found

Love is war
relationship gunfight
loaded with fools
smoking barrels
blinded eyesight

Love is never done
Love bleeds loud
Love will run
Love will kill 
Love is a shotgun...

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I got worries on my mind,
And the blues weigh down my soul,
I got worries on my mind,
And the blues weigh down my soul,
Gonna chase those blues away,
Try to make myself feel whole.


Gonna forget my troubles
And hold my head high
Shrug off my demons,
The Lord knows that...

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Speeding down the highway
I lament my life so far
and meanwhile Death is gleeful,
riding shotgun in my car.

So I crank up the volume,
speakers thrumming bass guitar,
but Death just seems to dig it,
riding shotgun in my car.

One child is an addict
and the other lives too far,
as Death...

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A loaded pistol,
With youthful courage till yesteryear;
Now lies naked and dormant,
And Is found to be lifeless and dead.
Somewhere, buried in my Junkyard,
Playfully tested till now in all arms to shame;
As it shyly, blushes and whispers to admit,
Murmuring its helplessness into my ears.

Ooh! My Childhood friend,
It...

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(This is a fictional poem)

I stand here with a shotgun pointed at my head.
If I don't marry this man's daughter, I'm as good as dead.
His daughter is pregnant and somehow he thinks I'm the dad.
I've tried to tell him that I'm not but he won't...

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The addict rests in the darkness 
Comfortable in his skin
Knowing
Does not doubt his actions
Moves forward swiftly
Alone
Bottle and stash by his side
Chaos as his neighbour
Top down 
Cruising

Upon awakening its us
Who needs to pick 
ourselves up
wonder
where we have been 
Where's the money I had
Who's that lying in...

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we’re ready are you 
         wonder if it’s mine at all
          do you take  ~  i guess...

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Miss Wild
With child

Not wed
To Ted

Dad mad
You cad!

Loads gun
Says, son

Wed her
You cur

If not
Buckshot

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired...

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Who cares if unwanted children
Abound all over this earth?
Someone else can feed them
Until they have proven their worth!

Of course we shall disgrace them
Until they learn their place
Somewhat less than human and
Completely devoid of Grace!

Pro-lifers must believe their God
Is an old, incompetent fool
Who simply can't remember
What...

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