Box Poems - Poems about Box

I took umbrage over a comment in a current blog, in part stating that poetry, "... is a battlefield..." No. There should be no gauntlets thrown, no darts hurled, and no negative words hurled as if Poetry Soup is a battlefield. I was motivated to write... Over and over again, blogs become a wallowing hole where ugliness...

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Baby blue balloon, looks like a globe, topped with a girly, pink bow. It’s floating up with pop music; with key tines, ...

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Sneaking through the graveyard in the dead of night to a hidden garden in full moonlight you want to be careful better beware the fiery eyes of the scarecrow's stare if the spell is broken you open Pandora's Box and it's lights out for the jack-o-lanterns they're in for a nasty shock you have to be careful better beware the Halloween screams of your worst nightmare 'cause something's jumping in...

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Have I done something wrong..8 long years..regretted being forsaken not feted..more pong than gong it appears Charismatic Selectors mistaken..phlegmatic..enigmatic or erratic Dramatic not pragmatic nor didactic tactic Despite the fans throng that he does belong After an en song bounty..one of the best county careers Applaud PCA top award for 2024..for the way you play..stack of wickets taken and runs...

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(“Pandora’s Box”, 2014, original pen and ink and oil) Pandora’s Box I don’t know who she was, What she did or how she did it, And maybe as the first it was sublime Or maybe she was just another woman With the kind of perfect snatch To launch a thousand ships On a sea of broken hearts, But Pandora certainly left her...

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That year the earth acted peculiar and parched the hatchlings screeched in the pulse of darkness mother bird had nothing much to offer not one insect, hopper nor crawler. Mother bird plotted then hatched a wicked plan to snatch a bag of worms from the tackle box man Mother stuffed plastic worms into featherless heads by the next day every last hatchling...

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You are a prisoner of your own mind, Chained within a cell, That binds your thoughts, And conceals your head. Fragile, hidden, perfectly eclipsed, Your mind lacks the fortitude, It needs to be left in. You speak without pride. Without light, without voice. Your words lack connotation, The way your mind lacks grace. In sorrow, in numb, You are all you did not want. So, you remain in...

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I fill my little treasure box With things that people say Each one a precious tender note To bring joy to my day And when life turns from friend to foe When days are long and drear I pull each little keepsake out To fill my heart with cheer The words you say, the words you write Leave echoes in my heart The sweet...

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The Black Box They came to the house for the wrong reason. In the end… They didn’t care, any address would do, as long as the reports were made, and the numbers taken down before the beginning of the next shift. They came, and they tested and then they required adherence to the law. What law? The one law...

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You put me in a box— 'Cause that’s what makes you comfortable. You put me in a box— 'Cause that’s what makes you strong. You put me in a box And tell me That’s where I belong. You put me in a box To keep me Contained. Controlled. You put me in a box To strip away my soul. You put me in a box And seal it up...

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Whatever happened to the telephone book enquiring minds need to know there hasn't been one here for years so wherever did it go and what about the telephone box or the answer machine I haven't seen either near it's clear they're few and far between they went the way of the dodo long before their time as not everyone owns a mobile phone and no you...

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What shines is a diamond in the rough, not a robot in a black box. Contest: Why I Abhor AI Generated Poems Contest Judged: June 15th, 2025 10:12:00 AM Sponsor: JCB Brul Placement: Second...

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Whatever happened to the telephone book enquiring minds need to know there hasn't been one here for years so wherever did it go and what about the telephone box or the answer machine I haven't seen either near it's clear they're few and far between they went the way of the dodo long before their time as not everyone owns a mobile phone and no you...

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I found myself in a store, you see. A sign on a box said, "Buy This for Free!" I thought it so strange, I must confess, when I saw the label: "EMPTINESS". Never was I one to turn down a deal, so, I took it home - my goodness what a steal. I opened it up and found...nothing there? In disbelief,...

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I have to constantly outguess, outrun and outfox Because I am their mother said my crunchy cereal box This mystified me; I was blank, wordless at best I read her advertisements again, thinking this was a test....

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