Best Sopped Poems

Vicious storms rolled through... we got sopped
Played Mini-Golf dancing between the raindrops
A fun time for all
Swatting the wee ball
Came in last but still came out feeling on top...

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YOU AIN'T COUNTRY
 If you've never...
 Swept the front yard (No, not the porch but the yard),
 Played under the porch (Yes, under)
 Intentionally eaten dirt
 (Not just any dirt, mind you, that good ole
 red clay kind)
 Gone barefoot outside...all day
 And seen old...

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Every day we woke up hungry.
We ate our little bowls of freedom 
At the breakfast table.
Then Momma washed the breakfast dishes.

In the summer,
Momma grew maters and beets.
She stooped in earnest to keep us fed.
We sopped our shame with bread.
Yellow dishes lay in the sink.

We lived...

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Wolves are howling in the midnight mist,
like a scorned lover who had just been kissed.
Their howls are deep and profoundly heard,
dragging their prey that's just been lured.
Tearing through flesh with all of their might,
satisfying their hunger with one jagged bite.
The smell of death is lingering...

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late …

summer eventide ...
I lay on the rug,
head by the window,
feet tended in the direction away
from your house ...
deliberately ... designedly ...
full moon drizzling its
cornflower bloom thru venetians,
dividing into soft, dripping
strips of liquid sapphire
that slather my skin with somber
streaks of twilight -
shredded like the ragged...

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TOOT SUITE


Alas, as hunters treed their prey
envisioning the feast
gravied meal at end of day
sopped up in breaded yeast.

An ill wind blew
and no one knew
from where it emanated

As sugar in the innards boils
and then - a little toot uncoils...

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With locked jaw frustration resembling pain,
with a mind bubbling over releasing so as not to go insane
I write....
From the corner of my mind that rocks back and forth
along side the pitiful person who knows not her worth
I write....
Sponged in sadness, sopped in madness
overly concerned with...

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What a daughter am I? 
To fall astray
What a wretch to leave the way
I’ve failed again
Fallen harder this time
On a step that never tripped me before
Am I growing weaker? 
Or have I just sopped trying 
No- I’m trying I know
It’s just different this time
I’m not...

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I'm lookin' for somethin'
To make me feel better.
I'm kinda sad, maybe blue,
And most of it's because of you!

Gonna shop til I drop
Courtesey of you.
Then head to the bar
And have me a few.

I might throw a pity party,
even dance on the bar.
You're not invited,
And I'm keepin'...

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Rosebuds draft in scarlet, crimson, or maroon,
dreams to capture the viewer's point of view,
as its blossom's sheath their basis to its prune,
magnificent achievers rise in rows queue,
as the loss of age cast their field of thorn strewn,
shadows the facades to pipe a distinct tune,
shear away...

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I chose my own destiny 
No matter how my story seems
I make my own path
No matter what you say
My spirtit is free
I am not able to be held back
My spirit is as wild as my horses
We ride into the wind together
As wild as a forset...

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Cast me to the seas that have shaken my soul
Throw me down for ignorance revealed as age old
Roll me asunder to the place my knees give way
Scourge my eyes for the things that went unseen in that day
How could I take comfort in a tale...

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dimwit damping desires
punctured passion pulsing
puking, sopped plenary
impregnated zeal gnashing
odd offshoot scolding

cremated cusses cobbling
hewn nosy tracery
strapped self scrunching

jumpy jazz jolting
mystic mist moaning
lusty limbs lurching

felon feigning ally;
perforated pulpy pedigree.
19:11:30:5:00

Note: To all corrupt Police Officers!...

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Agent Patrick Chaves 

in the beginning of this month, I was contacted by 
family relation telling me of a quick way to make 
some extra money by investing in gift cards and he
connected me to agent Patrick Chaves
I sent the cards, but when the promised...

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