Best Spattering Poems

It often trickles slowly, timid and shy
From the inner eyelid of a song
Or down the cheek of a distant mountain
A sunset rising beyond the hill,...

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Resounding echoes awaken the child
demons in the attic beckon unto him
stark fear grips his Vick's laden chest
shivers vibrate rusty springs of down

footsteps creak closer upon...

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Looming ...

The possibility of crisis
          Life-as-you-now-know-it-ending crisis
         ...

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“The Autumn is old; The sere leaves are flying; He hath gathered up gold, And now he is dying…Old age, begin sighing.”- Thomas Hood


In the...

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Bring two poems is what he said. 

She chose a Personification, ‘Violin’, (the proud recipient of an International Poetry contest award), and a narrative, ‘The...

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Waves on the rocks 
a'crashing
In it human feet go 
splashing
And elsewhere in the 
swollen river
'gator tails go thrashing
Water may be stagnant 
or it may be...

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HARMONY 69
The night of twelfth December `69  
knotted together an icy storm wind 
that whipped False bay`s waves 
to white -frilled blankets.
Thunderclaps against primal...

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Peace is though difficult 
Yet not impossible to uphold,
All the kings of the states 
Must remain self-concerned,
Without poking noses 
Into the affairs of others,
Curbing cupidity...

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The Storm

Black rimmed skies,
Clouds with no lining of silver,
Gusts of wind,
Trees protesting,
With a dance on the horizon.

Rumblings of thunder,
Flashes of lightening,
Animals and humans,
Caught up in...

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When she was the first to step across the threshold
I knew things were off to a good start.
Outside, dark and lowering clouds pressed in,
But inside,...

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Twisting, surging, spattering and curling
Roaring, soaring, splashing and whirling
A Tornado’s whirling winds-spewing death
Sweeping off anything on his path

A mighty Tornado has blown a City apart
Many...

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How nice to swim in sea, river, lake and pond!
Floating body, pressing water, moving forward
How nice to enjoy spattering, splashing sound!
Gesturing body, flapping wing, clapping...

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Once the Sinis floppers' nerves acted up in bunches, 
Scandinavians had no way to head off sucker punches.
Sacks of scamming slapstick, slap bass,
and farcefest, thick...

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morning light seeps in   
like a wisp of a breath  
in winters frigid air  
    
spectrum of silver...

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Each time might be the last,
The last I see your face, 
Sad and smiling eyes; the last
Your lips mouthing promises, 
Goodbyes, eager to go, 
Certain...

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