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Blotters Poems - Poems about Blotters


Premium Member a brief history of writing
...I once ordered my pencil “Write me a poem” My eraser is missing And I’m all alone The pencils were kept in a box made of leather a major step up from the days of the feather then came th......

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Categories: blotters, fun, humor, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Poet Who Almost Was
...the life of a nearby poet was almost lost in translation had it not been for a probability of emoji ridden skirmish in a late bank holiday spring. no-one could imagine, upon crumbling desks and ......

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Categories: blotters, poetess, poets, writing,
Form: Narrative



The Ink Cycle
...Ink, the black water, The necessity for life Purified by blotters Contained in clouds in rife Ink! Yes, the purest of hydration! ...But what if conflagration Attempts its dissipation, T......

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Categories: blotters, analogy, corruption, fire, water,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member 3121 CE - the Wrapes of Grath
...The wrapes of Grath adorn the path that slammer klingks had tread when turning spades in everglades to flosticate the dead. Along the way the snorbels bay at freebled sprutelned that boogeymen had......

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Categories: blotters, humanity, peace, society,
Form: Rhyme
The Magic Mushroom
...Fungi, fungus, funguses thousand fold, eukaryotic life kingdom of yeast and mold. Ancient legends and myths from many times, beginnings and ends through mulching slimes. Egyptians sensed the ......

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Categories: blotters, 12th grade, metaphor, mystery,
Form: Ballade



Premium Member Poets Pen
...Flower gardens glow in natures grasp as ink flows to pen setting free emotions happiness or disrepair There will also be the brute wearing robes of biblical sheep Fooling not the serene, wisd......

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Categories: blotters, abuse, art, hope, integrity,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member I Look So Small From Up Here
...fame, you ***** it was you who taunted us we walked on razor sharp blades of grass gras p ed at straws covered in white dust inside on the surface on the surface we used the word art......

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Categories: blotters, identity, introspection, life, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse

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