Best Straws Poems

Deprived of love and hope 
She finds it hard to cope 
Yearning to fill her empty bowl 
To the devil she would sell her soul.

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Four Line Contest in Rhyme
Hosted by Silent One
Placed 2nd...

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Life is clutching at straws,                                        ...

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* The saddest guise of abuse is that the abused often believe it’s their fault, or that they are unworthy of anything better. *

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flakes fell …
wafting gently forth-and-back
to sew invisible seams that
joined night sky with a soft, white
blanket covering the...

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Clutching at straws
That break
Metaphorically 
The camels back
The waysides chaplen says
Bring back heroin
We can't control 
Ice addicts...

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Years ago, the straws we used
Were paper ones, some striped.
Then plastic ones took over,
Since their sturdiness was hyped.

My grandkids love the bendy-types
In neon-colored hues,
Especially when from the box
Their favorites they can choose.

But it has been discovered
That these plastic straws pollute
And injure many animals
And human beings,...

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to convey my toughts
my feelings
expression to have you
to keep you by my side
with  right by my side
Aint no shame saying
I need you
Look to you
when I need some one to care
we're together in every since
of the word
everything together
we share
two truest together
in love
something people
around the world...

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Tribalism:
You break the rules
and become a renegade.

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Do not know 
any god. All the
deities were man-made

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In dark, you 
will recognize the faces
of unslept poems.


Satish Verma...

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Snatching 
 straws
 falling
  tilting 
 precariously

 through 
   notice
 toward 
   doom
 inverted 
   caricatures
 of 
 marionettes
 shine
 &  community
  supports 
  & grips 
 divine

   stumbling 
  wild 
...

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Clutching at Straws

I clutched a straw
albeit
one for me
that is
quite more
than enough
for I be just
one

It skews
in my hand
caused by the
grasp of it
hope its
release beckons
a recall of
its former 
self

Alas,
not nearly as 
close but 
far worse
for where it 
bends was a 
tear

So now
I'd be ready
this rarest
thing that I...

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In the early light
I stole a spider's strand
From insect looms
In the fallen Eden by the back fence
 
Held it stretched 
Between the pads of my peter pointers
 
The sun ran up and down it
As a tightrope walker
Wary of repose
 
As if pausing would mean a...

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Sucking On Straws

I used to suck on  nickels and dimes;
Metals tasted like saltine crackers
Swallowed a couple pennies many of times;
I just gag throw up like a method actor;
And now breaking the law guilty;
Throat raw, cut, torn, filthy;
I have a fetish;
For putting thing's in my...

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To now support his plastic cause
he complains about paper straws.
The paper ones we chuck away.
Plastic ones use day after day.
Holding the straw between our lips
we take our drink in little sips,
much healthier than gulp gulp gulp.
But paper soon turns back to pulp.
Those paper straws that...

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Clutching at straws
in my increasingly
desperate world
turning slower by the day
just stops....

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you have many personalities inside your head
 face full of lead but I'm still not dead
 I need love I need you I 
 I am no more than a blade of grass
 no more than a shell
 cast out of the sea
 no more
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Indeed there are many good poems, here in rhyme and in
Prose.' In Haiku and Senryu ' Acrostic; who knows.? Also
There are some who, write comments while 'holding their own
Nose' we can think what we want.' We can write as we will!
Should there be a directive.?...

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