Best Stomping Poems

Barely above a breathe
My identity dissolves
I am a freakish clown of weak display
Remnants of noble motions ripple flatter and wider along the lake
I am quieting everything, like tamping countless steam pipes
And so if these pipes sang they would sing, what?:

…there would be nothing
A dark translucent...

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Down the road at 45 per hour
to the recycle center.
Just minding my own business.
When here comes a car
across the line in that 55 zone
STRAIGHT AT ME !!!!!!
Some idiot thumb stomping a cell phone!
Oh, don’t get me wrong.
I’m amazed at the prowess
of some of these hi...

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One does not stamp out radicalism
any more than one outspends capitalism
or fights successfully against militarism
or overpowers totalitarianism.

We might fade out radicalism,
co-invest capital in cooperative objectives for health,
discern together removing threats of mutually assured violence
and democratize polycultural empowerment
by inviting therapy through all natural-spiritual nondual valuables,
dynamics and...

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cowgirl stomping
rodeo romping
pasture clomping
faster chomping
joyful cowgirl boots

embroidered with a flower
wrinkled from a shower
with all kinds of kicking power
cowgirl stomping romping clomping boots...

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On my power walk this morning,
When my mind was in a muddle,
I was suddenly confronted
By a toddler in a puddle.

Now, the puddle was humongous -
It was like a little lake;
And this little boy was stomping,
Leaving ripples in his wake.

Though at first I thought him barefoot,...

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One hundred dollars 
come out of each check
just for screetching and stomping,
but, ah... what the heck.

My kids screetch the fiddle
(aka, violin)
and I pray the poor teacher
let's them come back again.

And they stomp and they stamp 
in their new clogging shoes,
and I pop some more asprin;
this...

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what if we were brain cells 
communicating to fast for the eye to see
only were a baby's brain
always growing, living and dying
at an accelerate rate

now read this again
because it explains everything...

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I recall driving past the place I used to live; 
        it triggered a flood of old memories.
        Oh, I just had to drive back there!
     ...

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A meathead is definitely not an ostracised ostrich, a warbling wavering walrus, a small but vintage vibrant beetroot who claps in time, a mascot at a match, a backwards facing grinning umbrella in bright sunlight, an automatic dimmer switch winking, nor is it a tattoo...

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Heavy footprints conduct sound,
Inducing anxious looks left and right.
Attempts to pinpoint the birthplace, 
Only encourage lingering discouragement.
Where?
Where? 
Tormenting the still untroubled air,
The stomps only leave a temporary sand footprint. 
Never to be deciphered,
Only appearing to disappear. 
Where? 
Where?
Echoing closer as hearts thump,
Nerves fail to reach...

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An ill tempered young woman who claims to love god but hates authority; yet she spews blunder and blasphemy in her painstaking state of gossip.

While I sit and listen to her menace like behavior; similar to a dictator rallying troops for a revengeful cause.

Her spiritual...

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there you go, stomping
on the rainbow of my heart
emptying the gold


Cynthia...

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Wet paint glistens and gleams, 
Reeks of 'do not touch me' aroma.
But you just can't resist prodding a finger in,
Leaving finger stuck, and paint job ruined.
Why, Oh why, can't you leave well enough alone.

Warning signs clear in friend's eyes 
Looking down and away, 
Disengaged not...

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its hot i dance a lot
i can help but dance
it puts me in a trance
its got me humping
and jumping
THIS MUSIC FEET STOMING...

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Kindergarten students in Miss G’s class rushed right in
Clapping, smiling, stamping, tromping, stomping, laugh’n.
They loved that she had transformed their door into a gingerbread house.
One of them began chanting “not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse”.

Kindergarten students love it when you go the...

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