Clangs Poems - Poems about Clangs

... Poets have multiple aims, modes, reasons to write, Which may match what readers want downright. Some poets are simply lovers of words and language. How they twist and turn, and meld on a page.......

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... Let's dispel the miss-truth of telling: I can't compel you to think my way. Instead it's images, word play, rhymes, jangles, sounds and clangs That I share, th......

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...A temple bell clangs through echoing ears. My vision today could turn a green leaf brown. Why do I tilt my head like a bird just to see its reflection in a muddy puddle? Why the need to know ......

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... Fair is a word tossed between us, quick breaths across wet teeth— a fleeting agreement that nothing ever is, except for our burning complexions beneath the relentless, arid graze of summer sun.......

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...Loves me, Loves me not? Loves me, Loves me not? Plucking petals is biased, as most flowers have 5 petals! Counting the fingers and toes of a poet, is ever so biased as well! My dear, do you pluc......

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...In a world where the land question hangs, A plight unseen by the oblivious eye, Lies the essence of fairness, as it clangs, Echoes of justice, as time passes by. For land holds power, both c......

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...Do you think I can save all ships in distress? How wrong you are! Times when I sorely pressed, Times when my beacon was snuffed out of its glory. Oh, I can tell you many an adventurous story, ......

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...I have a window; Any day— the traffic below is undying with busy people, vehicles unending, and ambulances screaming for way. men donning mud for clothes and wool for hair command parking and dir......

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...She's been ordering the kids around, After each child like a loosed greyhound; Since they have fine time for snitching found, She shall continue to them all hound... Now, she's instructing one......

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...when I last looked snow sprawled in like an embrace from a foreign world outdoor walk suspended by squabbles of sleeted wet unappealing chords of ice pellets that stand hair on edge to coat a ......

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...With plates and words in anger flying My wife and I now deem it best To cease all our screaming and crying As I check into the Motel Goodrest I arrive and plop down for a blissful night ......

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...I was awakened by the sounds of clatters and thumps as a whoosh of breeze made my window blinds thud. I rose with a groan and felt the rise of goose bumps......

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...What does autumn sunshine gloriously reveal? When the sun sets too swiftly in the west keel When a breeze said, "Sweetheart, I admire you." Now moan the dying chords of the gloomy view......

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...Come join with me in Wordslinger Duet in Harmony. Words are my motivation. Words are my inspiration. I play with words, that pop into my head. I pluck and snare the words that jingle and jangle ......

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...I heard tell some folks think cowboys built the West. The only thing I know for sure is I always did my best to give a man a good days work for an honest wage ridin' among tumbleweeds and dried br......

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