Comma Poems - Poems about Comma

…speaking different languages do you think we might have the capacity within the brain to speak every language Now, did, eye.mean, coma Shap rep Bee May After June Coming the other weigh Weight Wait watt I am kinda hoping this is someone else’s dream and everything begins to fade If the Brian is so clever Y didn’t give itself a better name I like America but in these...

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Zen Tango Nothing could and should take command If you think you need the punishment Let love get the better you watch the light gun fire Ahoy deep in the skallow of Todd Your trip in the ethereal all murky with fog Surprise the laughter makes us a believer of something different Just fine like a good bottle of wine if...

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the green truck, was waiting in the drive way the right words, came too late to the tip of my tongue...

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Comma no coma, we just pause Silence enables bliss Fears and desires, suffering cause We contract, serpents hiss Slow dow hermit, slow down Wipe of ego borne frown In blissful rapture drown Feel love’s aroma Comma no coma 10-March-2023 Quietus ...

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Those who others wives eye Aren't ready to say 'why'?: When they do,package 'lie' They give colourful dress And remember to press: "Has got nose of Grandma, Who loved to read prima!" They soonest away fly, Who would others'wives eye: No other option try, If it'd end up in a mess, Down drag him more or less; Herman out for long stress... A full stop not comma To acts...

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The empty canes of raspberries hang low Red maple leaves are mashed up in the mud Nature seems to hover by death’s door Animals and humans drained as whores No feeling ,no green sap,no flowing blood The crackling canes of raspberries hang low as What can we say un-cliched, metaphored? At dawn the sun will burn despite the Flood Nature did not force...

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i always imagine myself sitting on a cloud feet dangling from behind heavens fence with my headphones on huity take the man out of it...

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A sweet blackbird sings in the evening night they tell her blackbird don't sing so high A sweet blackbird flies in the evening night they tell her blackbird don't fly so high A sweet blackbird chirps, enjoying the morning light they tell her blackbird to turn out your light A sweet blackbird flies alone at night she says...

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~Dot Dot, Dot, Comma.~ The dot, dot, dot, a playfull rhythmic flow of audasity, overthrowing thee emotions into a Fantasy of endless Foreshadowing. A Pen licks the page, for itself has no comma, to stay your hand with, so dot dot dot, is like a comma to me. But when tiss over sometimes after a dot...

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When I was younger, I would constantly proofread my suicide letter. God forbid the last thing I be remembered by be an incorrectly used comma. These days, I write poetry that merely dance around the subject. It's worrisome to others, but I personally prefer this art to perfecting a last goodbye....

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Peaceful and relax At rest but traverse freely Altered consciousness Will to access all Suddenly achieve by thoughts Radiating oneness Empathy ignites As parameters extend Embrace love without....

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THAT’S A COMMA, PERIOD See That’s the thing I get to talk to you And I can talk to you I can yell about my yearning for yesterday And learning about tomorrow Where weeds too often grow I get to sing a song to garner sympathy As your sighs signify a symphony You allow me to view sorrow in retrospect And to always count on gaining...

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~The Comma Butterfly~ I am a comma-not a full stop I’m tawny brown and black and love on stinging nettles to hop I love the elm and hop plant for flitting on too I do all the other things butterflies do I am not a great beauty like some of the rest My fritillary wings do work just like the...

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COMMA COMA The difference between a cat and a comma, as you know, Is that one has claws at the end of its paws, While the other has a pause at the end of...

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Today begins a comma conundrum. Writing poetry that must contain twelve. Exactly twelve, no less, no more, will challenge us galore. Laughing my head off, I now begin vying for fun fame. Very curious I have become about the contest sponsor’s game English writing requires commas to separate sentences, clauses, and lists. Come on, now, one and all; join the...

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