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Best Waste Basket Poems

Below are the all-time best Waste Basket poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of waste basket poems written by PoetrySoup members


Senryu Waste Basket
my new haiku pad
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Categories: waste basket, poetry, writing,
Form: Senryu



My Poetic Assault Part 2 (Slam)
Every poet on this site fill up your cup and throw your hands in the air.
It's gonna be an entertaining night, so sit back and...

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Categories: waste basket, dedication, fantasy
Form: Verse
The Beginding
(Door bell rings)

 — The damn dog barks and a voice is heard. Arms stretch, forming a letter Y. A head shakes. Dimples become this smooth cheek; lips...

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Categories: waste basket, adventure, allusion, analogy, animal,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Sonrise
There's a spot in my life that's 
been void filled and I cry with
a morbid intensity when I think of
him as I do now. He's...

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Categories: waste basket, baby, birth, character, father,
Form: Free verse
Sodom and Gomorrah
Negotiations broke down and the quest for peace became of no accord as

Defiance continued to stand its historical ground.... 

Mixed emotions while closing these hopes;...

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Categories: waste basket, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?



I Became a Fish
Texas A and M when I was in school
You could only survive, if you were cool
Things are so different from when I went there
I have...

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Categories: waste basket, school, thanksgiving, time,
Form: Quatrain
Another Saturday Night With Her Friends
Where the floor meets the wall,
She stands in her usual spot,
Craving a cigarette,
Observing, processing, psycho-analyzing,
Another Saturday night with her friends.

Their forced civilized exchange of small...

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© Rose Losey  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: waste basket, angst, friendship, introspection, life,
Form: Narrative
A Newlywed's Lament
Elixers, emulsions, powders and lotions,
spread on the counter like a fleet on  an ocean.
It’s those bathroom battles that I still see,
ground that was lost,...

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© Cal G.  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: waste basket, funnyspace,
Form: I do not know?
Counting Green Fruit Loops
Counting Green Fruit Loops

Wearing his spandex boxer shorts outside in the snow
To get the paper, dancing to Dire Straits with my IPOD
And my sports bra...

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Categories: waste basket, funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Designatged Spot
DESIGNATED SPOT

Been looking at this spot
This area by my lazy boy chair
How many months
How many years has it been there?

There is an end table, a...

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Categories: waste basket, depression, friendship,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Fever and Chills
Fever and Chills

History writes itself
invisible pens find surfaces unknown
private life
public life
fever and chills sleep together
heaving corrosive air
from colorless lungs
hearing but their own moans
their own cries...

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© Odin Roark  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: waste basket, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Wheel On a Stick Part 3
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The Cinematic Film Treatment as Poetic Element 
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Mechanical Intervention in the Nick of Time 

Biography of the greatest cryptoanalyst of them all, "Bumpy" Boedecker...

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Categories: waste basket, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Becoming 1
Becoming 1

I’ve seen stranger things 
Spoiled tongue 
Rosy words
Puzzle pieces 
Riddles and books to be published
And a wedding televised every place 
A beautiful pink dress...

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Categories: waste basket, anger, anxiety, betrayal, butterfly,
Form: Narrative
Memory Shoes
Running the race?
Yester-marathon they remain.
No part in my tomorrow-place.
Today?
Living & breathing peace.
Old saying,
"Can't win for loose."
Why join the presence course of going nowhere?
Just me now,
Healing...

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Categories: waste basket, death, life, passion, peace,
Form: I do not know?
Pain As a Fuel
Pain, while unpleasant, does serve a purpose.
It lights the fires that make the poet pick up pen.
An all-too-content person has no need for expression.
So it's...

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© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: waste basket, angst, depression, family, friendship,
Form: Bio

Book: Shattered Sighs