Clunking Poems - Poems about Clunking

...Should we forget about freedoms.?? And accept some Pre-doms? Like a pre-bunking' so childlike and clunking.' Breaking structure much nomen-less clutter..' A nonsense of Pre-sense..' showing creden......

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... A week of summer heat with no cooling breeze or break made bedrooms like brick kilns still hot after a day's firing. You couldn't sleep. Air conditioning back then was a couple of loud, ......

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...The moonlight shines perfectly on a town. The sounds of Halloween are whistling by. When you look closer you will see orange and purple lights on houses. Blow up ghosts or ghouls sitting o......

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...Life charges up and down hills so fast One day you are biting your cousin And they are laughing because you are two. But not your cousin of course. In a blink of a wild flower, you are clunkin......

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...He takes the largest ladle he can find And stirs them around and around clunking their heads together Scrambling their brains, Making them angry And he laughs He is the sorcerer of the momen......

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...The night was dark, in the park when I heard a bark then a ringing bell, blood curdling yell straight from Hell A loud clunking sound from the ground had me spellbound by the ploys of the no......

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...I gave you a listen the rhythm is missing either it’s hidden or locked up in prison Say each word of the line or it won’t clunking rhyme speak one line at a time so the sounds combine ......

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...I am pretending to be normal today. I have been doing it for two hours. Sitting here, waiting for this side of me to be discovered by Joe, my first and last husband. He walked through once and said......

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...The Piano tuner The blind piano tuner knocked on the door Where I was a caretaker -like I can afford to buy a piano- I showed him into the music room and left to read a newspaper. I heard so......

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...Press your eyes with The strength of the Index and the ring finger. What do you see? See the shifting orbs of luminescent aqua, Starry-eyed fireflies wafting in a majestic, arrested stas......

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...The ordinary toothpick fills the needs of mankind With a pick, pick, here, and a pick, pick there. A little piece of stick with no holes, handles Cords, plugs, tops, bottoms, insides, or batteri......

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...Lithospherical clunking, zest of our navel Tumultuous melt, fizz ridden obliquitous Inestimably stemming, trunking, branching Exaspergrasping for equichosis, ecliptic apotheosis We shimmer and c......

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...Sea Life What I see is not very much, a Formica table greasy plying cards and dirty finger nails. It is like being stuck in a deep valley between green waves; tomorrow will be the same and my ig......

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...'Twas the night before Christmas when I and my groom finally found a motel but with just one room. My groom was in the bathroom - leaving me alone- so that he could douse himself with some......

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...A TV. Star. The man hiding in the light his persona, sparkling sunglasses not enough when we gloried in his mesmerizing peculiarity. We saw not the sinister black shadows behind him… except, ......

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