Best Sticks Poems

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But your lies will cease to hurt me
You think that you have finally won
But don't think I'll let you burn me

I'll sit and smile and make you think
I know nothing of what you do
But secretly I'll make you see
The...

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Catapulting ice 
falling from my roofs gutters
dangerous to all.
Don’t walk or stand beneath it; 
or you may end up impaled!

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Sticks and stones, never hurt them bones
Names, cut him to the kwik
They hurt so deep, for to make him weep
More than any club, or stick
See the sun won't shine and it won't be fine
And it won't all fade away
And it don't seem right, that he...

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If you are cathedral of consecration
I'm the voluminous chime summoning souls 

If you are the moonglade mountain peak 
I'm the fedora of snow atop you

If you are the bantam flame of hope 
I'm the mammoth lantern you sit in

If you are the magnificent crown of...

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only sticks
the bare will be
covered up soon
leaves that will bud
come alive
and make me feel
young again

2/27/2023...

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Those stupid words
The anguish they cause
So carelessly used
Without second thought
                No sharper, these blades
                Which...

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CANDY CANE STICKS

bent little crooks
red and white 
stripes
help us swallow
Christmascrass
hype 

succor sugar comforts
stuffed stocking taboo

peppermint sticks
disabling treats
bow to licking
lips

spry little hooks that
stoop to bingecringe
stick sickly sweet 
decaying teeth 

succor sugar comforts
stuffed stocking taboo

tastebuds tingle 
sleighbells jingle 
cell-o-feigns 
freed
Candy Cane 
Christmascrass
creed
	


© Kim van Breda—1 December 2015...

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As needles on skin.
Mimic of rain on glass.
So are the razor blades,
of words without class.
As venom on tooth.
A winged creature's sting.
Of cutting knife's speech,
No good thing can bring.
As a lover's betrayal.
A friend turned foe.
Things tend to follow,
like vocabulary's blow.
As stones meant to build.
A substance from...

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Nothing is turning out like I wanted it to.
Everything is now black and blue.
Wrist cut up with a sharp blade.
Blood rushing out like it's being made.
Thoughts of death running through my mind.
Nothing is clear to me, I am blind.
What's going on?
Scissors are suddenly being drawn.
My...

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Throw down
     Pick Up...

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STICKS AND STONES
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Every epoch has its own bone chilling word
Causing great trepidation when ever its heard
If you wanted to destroy a group or anyone
This choice word would get the damage done
A thousand years ago it was heretic or heresy
Accuse  if you had...

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My mama always told me that
"Hicks in the sticks"
was a thing way back when.
Timeless as mortar and bricks.

But who woulda thought
that someday she'd marry one?
Bet she didn't say hick no more,
her name itself was now and pun.

I'd always be jealous of other kids
and their long...

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Onto the blank page, 
Pour forth thoughts; ink lines of black; 
Thought forms of fluid;
A calligraphers ink-scape
A magical miracle.


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Sticks and stones 
May break my bones 
But words will never hurt me 
Obviously the man who said that 
Never heard all the terrible things 
That those kids said to me. 
Stick and stones 
Will break your bones 
But they will heal faster 
Than the...

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Limerick: Once a delicious hen fed on rice-sticks

  for Delysia Hendricks, with many, many thanks

Once a delicious hen fed on rice-sticks
Loved gorging herself on limericks
She pecked on a sweet line
It turned all alkaline
Now chicken’s served with acid on bricks.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, ...

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