Best Whipping Poems

One of many dark moments in America's History, home of the brave and the free.


A.W. Nutter

“Let the bullwhip sing”
“Stifling freedoms ring”

My sweat soaked shirt
Was quickly torn away
Fears dampening the dirt
I silently began to pray

My arms tightly bound
To a very large tree
No mercy to be found
I...

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Torrential downpour
Wind whipping inside and out
Destruction rampant

Russell Sivey

Entrant into SandyIvy Davis's "Hurricanes -Only Haiku" contest

11/6/2012...

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How few people know in this world, 
That the ones who are beaten
Find ways to take rage out on others,
All frequently fruit of one tree!

But just for this reason I chose
To forgo my own children
Preferring this legacy die and
Find no life extension thorough me.

Though discipline...

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BLUNDERS SO SAY
WHEN CONFRONTED BY THEM
DIFFERENT NAMES, SAME MEANINGS
PEOPLE OF THE NIGHT,
COLD BLOODED BEIGN
AS THEIR NAME IMPLY
PERCHANCE APPEARS IN THE DAY
IF CHANCE PERMITS
FORCING THEM TO SUCCUMB
TO THEIR PRESSURE
‘COS HOLDING IN HANDS
METALS OF DESTRUCTION
THOU FINISH UP IN A SECONDS
AK 47 RIFLES FOUND WITH THEM
JACKNIFES, CUTLASSES
GLITTERING IN...

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Whipping waves seethe blue
Tossing violent red sea
Green flows natural...

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black ink shapes skitter in the road shade
in the tree shade under bushes into the dark
no streetlight
transform to running ink lines whipping whipping 
away from the light 
so fast eyes are deceived
yet every night under the moon
ink shapes skitter and shiver in place 
race
past all...

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Whipping Boy

A whipping boy
Along with bully pulpit
Are both weird at times.

Jim Horn...

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Now lightly sweep the peppercorns in a harbour. No drama. But underground is not a gate nor a post for these are only really ever positioned on hallucinogenic coastal paths where time stands and the pattern ceaseless. Flowing. Great. It is often within hardship that...

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Why always must you be this way
All in Disarray...  Wounded, weary target
These conquests are foolish ends you choose
You bare to bruise... Vulnerable, Volatile Heart
Profiling Men who suit you worst
Your romantic tastes, a burdened curse...
Lonely, Loving victim

Hearts they want just what they will
She wont learn...

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Whipping post

Didn't  you watch the on coming storm,  alchalic words ! blew
Dry into my wired mouth , the art of conversation is stilled, while
Your streets soon boiled in fury  , watched by A Queen in her linen and volts
A Doppler Queen, who...

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Jill had not aged well.  She looked years older than me.
My arch-nemesis from second grade, my tormenter.
Her mean looks, her nasty ways,
Not forgotten.
Remembering the hurt, the shame.
A class action mean-girl.
Although it had been over fifty years, I recognized her in a hot minute.
My heart...

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When did I become the whipping post,
for your weaknesses and shortcomings.
You've plucked a few of my low moments.  
Into an eternal mantra of all your defeats.
I Never said I perfected the art of perfection.
I was never good at turning slag into gems.  

If...

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In a child's blueprint
Most telling memories 
Lay dead and buried 
Prior to ghosts that torment him grown

The plain act
Of daydreaming
Has ways to call forth
A multitude of zombies from his past

Like a family friend playing father
After Dad's recent demise
Assisting the mother easily overcome
By her youngest boy...

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Into Shape Whipping

Many  moments we found which were gripping;
Our selves much better we can start equipping;
More than anything,
We do  love to sing;
Now us into shape God is sure to start whipping.

By the way Bill which way was charming Billy Boy 
going and where...

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