Best Snagging Poems

It's quiet here - quiet in a way that catches me off guard. The tranquility is almost tangible, something I can touch and hold and...

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Cyclops moon's silver beams
piercing crowded misty dreams,
lonely stroll through fog filled trees
whispers heard on Autumn breeze,
side ways glances in the park
fill my thoughts of creatures...

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half speed of sound
nose-diving from dizzy heights
snagging baby's brunch...

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The Hush of Christmas Past


It came more slowly then.
After Thanksgiving
the lights and decorations
started showing up.
The excitement started to build.
Santa showed up at the
department store, ...

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I WISH I WEREN’T A SPIDER
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



I wish I weren’t a spider, not even my relatives are a friend
Getting close to another kinsman could...

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My psyche's playground
Is a horrific landscape:
There is no escape 
From the snagging cleft
Of its jagged inlay,
As steep as a million years of seeping blood
Coagulated through...

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My favorite radio show
is Wait...Wait, Don't Tell Me!
on NPR near you.

But, it has bothered me,
over the years,
a snagging voice in sign-off background,
threatening the host will...

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Objet Trouve*

diverse assortment of art
on the stoop, enticing allure
bright clay pottery
welded lawn ornaments
photographs and paintings

          ...

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Very, very naughty I can sometimes be
Turning over a new leaf but I sure need to pee
Be back in a jiff
Well that's really if
I can...

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You would've labeled it a shotgun wedding,
if you'd seen how we rushed it,
snagging the license on Friday morning
and exchanging vows that same evening.

No white dress,...

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Executing the realm of beauty,
puncturing your torturess soul
while the sinister truth exemplifies purity,
the kind you lost along the way.
You can't see that longing,
you can't comprehend...

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No Way Out
By Rick Rucker

As recently as a year ago,
I knew not, which way to go,

From financial ruin, to likely cancer,
I could not seem to...

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Textures

Burlap and satin, old age and youth,
that’s probably backwards to tell the truth.
Cause something that’s satin, is easily cut.
While hide of pure burlap is tested...

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It’s not all easy being favoured as a great gifted poet
All this deigning and stooping just to let people know it

They do deign but I...

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Recover


I  have no clear  recollection at all 
That time rescued me from any pain
I know it wasn’t yesterday or a week ago
Because ridged...

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