Best Splatters Poems

Enroling  you a worm (cumbersome and)
hairy, you- scimitar of leaves
Knows the pain ,writhing pupae
Abandoned and convicted
Constricted hanging straightjacket
Squirming like a jackrabbit
Gagged nocturnally - ...

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Poem 1: A Boy And His Painted Piano

he used lively greens
tender blues,
touches of plain mauve 
and rainbow trout splatters
to paint music
on the gas fumes 
that...

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Pigtails loosen yet messed, 
twisted by pliant fingertips
of evening’s devilry…  
tracing her budding breasts,
embers gleam from a lamplight, dim…
his jerked breathing quickens to rake...

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I fall down
deeper and deeper
into oblivion
nothing
only darkness.
the sounds of evil
dripping into my ears
slithering farther
and sliding down into me
filling me with echoes.
terror courses through
my veins
into each...

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In The Kitchen:

Hang a pound of hickory smoked thick sliced bacon
Cover the bacon with white paper towel to prevent splatters
Pre-heat oven to 350 degree
Cover baking...

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I sometimes feel a unique vibration within
my own ears. My baby’s crying, calling from beneath his quilted,
baby-blues. His sobs rustle the warm sheath of home....

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Splotches of black ink stain my diary and hands
most of them much larger than tiny grains of sand
splatters caused when he slammed down my well
hoping...

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if you can,
subside your fear.
help someone in need.

There are screams, the voices of millions;
I want to close my ears, instead I listen. 
A drop of...

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It makes a very large batch.
And when I finish, there will be
Enough for my family, my friends, and quite possibly
Everyone who lives on our street.

On...

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Wally Weasel Loves to Paint

Wally Weasel loves to paint, and paints himself a lot.
Some paint goes on the canvas, but most of it does not.
Poor...

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Swaths of purple ripple, breeze blown, 
down the hillside to the water's edge 
as the early morning sunlight splatters 
her span with scattered diamonds. 
Majestic,...

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Liar, run, run
Falling, burn, burn
Discomfort, i did't told you to live
Spit on my face, i want you dead
Reduce to ashes, you better blow it all...

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I do not want to simply fall -
to limply slip down from a tree.
I need a purpose to live for.

No Humpty Dumpty on a wall
that...

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A hummingbird hovers outside my window
Admiring itself in the reflection
I see its colors shine in the morning sun 
Almost hypnotizing 
 
Staring, I wonder if...

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Tortured and destroyed I fall to the floor,
a darkness waits anxiously for more.
It laughs and croaks as blood falls,
more and more as it splatters the...

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