SEEMS HE'S CLUTCHING AT STRAWS
To now support his plastic cause
he complains about paper straws.
The paper ones we chuck away.
Plastic ones use day after day.
Holding the straw between our lips
we take our drink in little sips,
much healthier than gulp gulp gulp.
But paper soon turns back to pulp.
Those paper straws that we still see
were all made from a chopped down tree.
We
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Categories:
clutching, humor,
Form: Rhyme
In the labyrinth of memories, I wander, shadows clutching at my soul
In the labyrinth of memories, I wander, shadows clutching at my soul,
A box full of darkness, received in a moment of love, weighs heavy, inexorable.
The years have passed like silent rivers, pouring into the abyss of time,
And only now do I understand the subtle gift, hidden in the poetry of sadness.
Once, with trembling hands, I
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Categories:
clutching, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Clutching At Straws
Clutching at Straws
I clutched a straw
albeit
one for me
that is
quite more
than enough
for I be just
one
It skews
in my hand
caused by the
grasp of it
hope its
release beckons
a recall of
its former
self
Alas,
not nearly as
close but
far worse
for where it
bends was a
tear
So now
I'd be ready
this rarest
thing that I do
as I gingerly
grasped more
then all of the
straws
Clutching
them unbeknownst
to me hails
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Categories:
clutching, confidence, courage, imagery,
Form: Narrative
Clutching At Straws
A loving father once said of his now deceased son, "I shall go to him,
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Categories:
clutching, analogy, bible, break up,
Form: Rhyme
Clutching At Straws
in the twilight hours
when all is deathly quiet
i lay awake
clutching at straws
i watch over you
with all the vigilance
i can muster
holding my breath as if
as if i might protect you
as if i could fight off the ravages
of time and the venom inside you
the cancer that eats away at you
i refuse to close my eyes
so not
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Categories:
clutching, angst, anxiety, caregiving, death,
Form: Free verse
Our Little Daughter
They know she disappeared from the play ground,
her jumper was found on merry go round,
Dad looked everywhere in the park he could,
every day remote hope, return she would,
ten years since that sad day, their eyes still search,
In crowds amongst strangers in malls and church,
A face would someday approach with a smile,
by instinct would know
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Categories:
clutching, children, emotions, family, lost,
Form: Rhyme
Categories:
clutching, childhood, family, friend, jobs,
Form: Free verse
Clutching Shooting Stars
I wanted to believe you
when you said there was no such thing as Hell.
I wanted to believe you when you
said that pain was just an illusion
and that I could find eternity in the
the eyes of a cloudless sky;
You always said that those slowly
fading blots of light were souls
passing on to
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Categories:
clutching, depression, faith, introspection, life,
Form: Free verse
Clutching At Straws
Deprived of love and hope
She finds it hard to cope
Yearning to fill her empty bowl
To the devil she would sell her soul.
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Four Line Contest in Rhyme
Hosted by Silent One
Placed 2nd
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Categories:
clutching, self,
Form: Rhyme
Clutching At Ice Straws
Clutching at straws
That break
Metaphorically
The camels back
The waysides chaplen says
Bring back heroin
We can't control
Ice addicts
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Categories:
clutching, addiction, angst,
Form: Free verse
No Grabbing and Clutching
Let there be peace all over the land
Where folks of every nation join hands
But no naughty touching
No grabbing and clutching
Unless you get permission, then you can
© Jack Ellison 2015
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Categories:
clutching, crazy,
Form: Limerick
Clutching This Instance
If ever I had two hours with you… or three,
the vacancy of this night and lulled
shores would be refilled with the gushing
of frosted air on our reveries past;
the multitude of amiable stars bestowing
a hush of surrender... raged midnights ending
into fresh mornings backed by our
theme song replayed.
Then, to recall the sevens and nines of time
cutting
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Categories:
clutching, absence, memory, time,
Form: Carpe Diem
'clutching To Life'
solitary tree with outstretched fingers
desiccated surroundings
not giving up on life
©070320122055
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Categories:
clutching, life, nature,
Form: Kimo