Best Sticks And Stones 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...

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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...

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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...

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Max is mad at Molly
Samantha’s sore at Seth 
Freida’s freaking out at Frodo
While  Hobbits hold their breath

Jack jokes about poor Jill
She hits him with...

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He'd be typing away on his desk
with blueprints for the next big thing,
While I'd be staring off into the azure sky
appreciating the "insignificant" things

You really...

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“Strange Creatures and The Forest of Egregore” 

Where do we go -

when our rosebuds
stop still in the cold,
unwanted, 
along the unopened road?

we walk into the...

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As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground,...

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Waft borderless borders;
within;

  The dividing line that separates the free
    and the slaves;

      where strangers come...

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"No Weapon Formed Shall Prosper Against Me"
                  ...

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To 'ride on somebody's coat tails'
Is the most dangerous thing you can do
'Keep a stiff upper lip' is another cliché
Mine's not stiff, how about you?

'One...

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They say sticks and stones may break my bones but I 
came face to face with a wall today.
I keep on searching but I'm lost
I...

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Another poet has pled their case
a cry screamed out for all
Sticks and stones in outer space
will float and never fall

Why are your poems read? Mine...

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Here are my thoughts;
Put down to paper,

Here are my memories;
Written in stone,

Here are the words;
I left unspoken,

Here are the feelings;
That I left alone.

You've always managed;
To...

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Roses are red
violets are blue
Your mouth is rubber
My feelings are glue
Why must you hate
I haven't a clue
Your narcissistic
Negative mind
Affects us too
Every time
Soon you'll find
Yourself alone
But...

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Trouble, trouble stirs the wind
ghastly ghosts rise and ascend
	warty toads croak
	vile spells are spoke
witches’ covens evil intend

Burbling, gurgling cauldron hot
with purple vein, red blood clot
	virgins...

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