Best Stockpiled Poems

I can’t see my dentist and I’ve got dire halitosis,
with distancing I hope that nobody will notice!

When we're outdoors we must keep 2 meters apart,
this suits me fine when I drop a huge smelly fart!
 
At the supermarket there’s an enormous queue,
I hope the queue's much...

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Dad had threatened for some time, to reclaim the land behind the shed,
where rubbish over many years, had stockpiled but now instead
of being easy to be shifted, blackberries, docks and thistles grow,
entwining history of ours… and you know we didn’t know.

Mum cracked the whip one...

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Stockpiled beyond limits
Yet, what do I see?  
Hunger...

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I cuddled my baby until he took his first few steps
And began to exercise his new freedom of choice,
I heard him babble words like “ma ma” and “da da”
Years before he developed a man’s voice.

I lengthened the cord when he desired to run free
And monitored...

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You are the rarest and the heaviest
Of all our precious metals here on Earth…
Your sisters, Gold and Silver, are stockpiled...
But you are not...in case supply runs low.

To generate one ounce of you we need
Ten tons of ore and five months’ processing.
Outstanding jewelers, like Cartier,
Famed Faberge,...

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Korea’s Ticking Time Bomb

North and South Korea at arms race heaven, 
a massive number of weapons all waiting to be used – 
tanks, guns and bombs. 

One war was enough but nearly fifty years have passed 
and so it’s time for another. 
North uses Migs...

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A simple man, I don‘t need much, I use few words; I’m Joe.
I once framed houses, now drive trucks. That’s all you need to know.

I love my wife and think she’s great, but one thing I can’t stand
She’s got so many things that it is...

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Digging my own grave synonymous with a sense of accomplishment

Quite an undertaking
to break ground
figuratively, and symbolically linkedin
while able bodied and mindedness
readies cemetery plot within Elysian Fields
although honestly, and truthfully
as an organ donor,
yours truly opts for cremation
once I, the corporeal constituent essence
that constitutes breadth,
height, length, et...

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I don’t have a basement
there’s no hills here to run to
no caves for miles around

haven’t stockpiled tins of beans
or tomatoes
or peach slices

panic buying hasn’t been bought
no guns no knives 
except cutlery

and I’m not a film star
getting out of impossibilities
saving the world with nice teeth

so I...

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Braced to fight tough for triumph 
         Stockpiled testosterone
         Fizzed bicarb in her bloodstream 
         Sucked bitterness alone


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For all the weighted years of empires
Stockpiled with human grief
For all the fallen towers of desires 
From which love has no relief
For all the cargo of the heart and ships
Tossed and turned where water whips
Across storm battered seas
For all the load of civilizations
Buckling him down...

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Quest the shove your fate, my mate.
With the advice of the dough of joy sate,
To coincidentally run into one's soulmate.
In the way of other options, we baste.

Though worries were springing up thus briskly,
Settle on the result to uphold the rules swiftly.
Equally, dismiss woe's ragged remnants...

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When I visited Grandma as a child,
I wanted to touch all her fragile things;
all that nice porcelain she had stockpiled,
all those flimsy things left me with yearnings.

I so wanted to touch them with my hands,
but Grandma said, "no, they are delicate;"
soon though, she gave in...

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Oh, the list of things
I really intended to do.
I meant to do them all,
I just never followed through.

I planed each thing so carefully,
with so much zeal and vigor.
But time passed so quickly,
and the list got so much bigger.

I put off till tomorrow,
but tomorrow wouldn't come.
And...

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Peeking through the burning bushes
into your eyes once more,
As i lie in state i see a face
that ive seen someplace before.

The things you said spinning through my head
like an old revolving door,
And the face comes back so jarringly,
of a girl who broke my soul and...

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