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Blaring Poems - Poems about Blaring


Blaring Upsetting Sounds
screen sounds were blaring with news which is upsetting found hard to believe...

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Categories: blaring, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Sirens Blaring
Her silk petal lips Whispering her words of love and lust into my ear a siren serenades me I know it’s time to disappear My melancholy resounds in the sound of her voice Persuasive and almost naive to her intentions a choice Do I run or give in to her bittersweet melody a siren only calls to your...

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Categories: blaring, allusion, death, destiny, loss,
Form: Rhyme



Blaring Car Horn
Sparkling bright lights Shine directly in your face When you hear the honks Written on January 12, 2021...

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Categories: blaring, dark, death,
Form: Senryu
Frugal and Blaring Bugle
We found ourselves being quite frugal; Hired priest who played a blaring bugle; To our alarm; Had no charm; Hearing his sermon had been brutal. With all of the donuts would finagle; She wanted one covered with maple; Sorted through; Did see view; Not any so I brought her a bagel....

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Categories: blaring, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Limerick Crochetes: Once a Blaring Braying Bold Trumpet
Limerick crochetés: Once a blaring braying bold trumpet for Nicanor PARRA Once a blaring braying bold trumpet Used to serenading mere strumpet Could not hold back loud fart While entertaining tart Now the tart on his fart took a bet That she'd hold back twittering trumpet If his strumpet balls bowl in cricket So great...

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Categories: blaring, allegory, america, crazy, fun,
Form: Limerick



Blaring Noise
blaring music everywhere noise all around and sideways even blue venusians stop up their ears and pray to the gods for lullabies...

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Categories: blaring, angst, humor, music, technology,
Form: Tanka
A Blaring Silence
A quiet heart of thunderous yearning, I've nothing left to do, when my heart becomes forever silenced, because my dreams won't come true. My desire to fascinate, to open eyes across the seas, lingers now only in heart, a desire meant only for me. How is it so, my passion to be locked away, when...

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Categories: blaring, art, faith, inspirational, passion,
Form: I do not know?

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