Copper Poems - Poems about Copper

2 Small Copper Coins Under the sun, an old lady stood in line. She had to wait her turn, she didn’t mind. She was alone with not much to say. She was a poor widow that never complained. In front of the line stood the rich giving very little. I like this verse because it...

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"Pennies are good luck. Take one with you everywhere you go." By Poet Once in a tale of old, a penny was worth one cent not gold. A nickel was worth five pennies, they say changes are coming Jenny. With no more pennies of copper, this will be a real money stopper. Guess I need to now unearth, the real story behind...

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Cobalt and copper from the Congo jungle Light verdant ferns that were antifungal Watusi tribe lost cobalt in a bungle Thus, we all left the steamy Congo jungle...

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In the whirlwind of time when leaves weave their copper cloak over my wandering soul, I let myself be carried by the wild dance of the forest whispering the tale of a rusted season, While my hair becomes a nest for autumn dreams falling in an infinite rhythm, And I run through the carpet of gold and purple,...

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drained of emotion idly-mouthed words raised fists with no punch meanings vacuous, blurred carousels of zombies stare through his soul nor silver nor copper winged horses of gold ...

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Or somewhere where we go when the birds we hope are guiding us Follow a path that’s been created with pure intentions When the birds are calling, find me following where the water goes It flows like running words through my mind If only I could find a way to make the words mimic the birds and fly...

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I took a long look at him: Body of user of Gym Wants muscles, not to seen trim; His Agnes might remain The Slim! There a Tim trains, so does Kim; Then, why can't he Mister Jim? Yeah! About time Jim went to Gym Or Gym does reverse for Jim. While training follows his whim: No Rock Music: sings God's Hymn, Glass of juice filled...

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Copper elf found a coin Matching the pot in his mother’s kitchen All shiny against his limb and loin He said “I think I’m getting rich’n”. It is like a pretty penny his child said. Yes, and it was such a marvelous surprise! It has a shine that reminds me of your daddy’s head A bald-headed elf who would have rolled his...

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A dark flame bites at the edge of my existence It burns cool the tips of my fingers consuming moments once held as treasures Like a broken clock, with its second hand stuck costing me time. I sit alone, next to a spent lead bullet buried in the root of an old oak tree on a day that doesn’t deserve 24 hours 12 minutes...

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there is a tree of copper leaves presentation most fervent in Winter season after all of crepe and oak are bare my eyes turn bronze this tree turns me on i can’t look away when pines are flaked with snow or rendered seussical, having a topside arch & their downy needles decorated my eye hues green with white and the whimsy I feel in my scarf and...

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gladly apparently and most expeditiously Badda boom, Badda bing yes, Mr copper...

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People now walk up to copper, Where Gold isn't for the hoper And silver starves seekers proper: Every single eager shopper... Then go for the waiting copper, Gold bound to be a Heart Stopper; From behind bullets The Dropper Your shooter off with his chopper. Also, with your Gold - Changed Pauper; You as dead as the grasshopper That manure secures for a cropper... Only go...

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today’s currency for insults paid ~ throwing copper or throwing shade....

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pennies to my name water for breakfast water for lunch water for dinner sleeping with mad cramps dreaming about food, kaleidoscopes, and multicolored spots sunday is the favorite pastime loneliness is the new soap everything stinks because i stink everything has halitosis because i have halitosis tears fall on the pennies tears make my pennies shine pennies are my 401k peeing out my energy peeing out my protein and...

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Does your writing lack power, is it merely verbose, as you labor line to line Is the message red meat or a vegan’s delight, its essence so defined Each word as an arrow that strikes for the heart, its tip to preordain The strength of the meaning abandoning all —when destined to explain (Dreamsleep: January, 2022)...

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