Dead Eye Poems - Poems about Dead Eye

...A Little Fish I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for my evening meal. Headless and nicely packed they were, except for one that had a head-on was alive. I filled water in a jar. Put th......

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...Palindrome Limerick: High "Noon" A gun duel set for high "noon" A noisy crowd gathers round soon See Dead-"Eye" "level" his gun Against the quick, evil "Nun" Then the "pop" gun went, Ka-boo......

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... A perfect triangle As he stood in the shadow Of the dead eye windows of his home His face alway up Stars or cries of cloud his theatre The sounds that based from his neon lit blue ears He ......

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...A Brisling (King Oscar sardines) I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for supper Headless and nicely packed, except for one that had a head and was alive. I put the live one in a glass jar; ......

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...Wonky is nature's norm! Our obsession with straightness, conceived in arrogant innocent bliss, kowtows to a belief that adroit straightness following straight lines, somehow makes things strong......

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...As morning glowed pale light over the town of Soup Creek, Jenna woke with a start when she heard a floorboard squeak. She raised her gun and took aim at a shadow near the door, "Hold it right ther......

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...Love is overrated Misunderstood, miscalculated. It is the morning mist, A dew rested on the grass. In the warmth, it ceases to exist. with the heat of the sun, it's gone. Love demands caring, ......

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...I hope worms devour me, cross my heart and let it be that my coffin lid lies loose. Lovely little bird, I don’t know if you’ve heard that I found you dead by my front door. No more chirping, ......

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...Obliging black arms, crooked fingers cut freezing as they reach for winter greys, blues of sky- The trees are framed within her eyes green as last Summer's carpet. Embroidery of native......

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...attracted to her fingers and slippery as an eel its one dead eye stares at her — the silver dollar lonely child spoons dirt over the sandwich bag zippered shut there’s naught burial at sea —......

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...customer service is not an alluring activity a dissatisfied customer is like Chucky their disguise is sweet until they speak, it's evi......

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...Ah, faith! Golly gosh, life in the city! Hustle and bustle n' a big metro wander Exhaustion, life, anger and pretty gritty Misty, grimy lights loudly grab a beggar The sidewalk shops like a col......

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...here be layin mean en evil tombstone jack they done shot em six times in the back they was afeard of his dead eye aim that gived jack his well knowd name but now they kin jist call em holey ......

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...A Little fish I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for my evening meal. Headless and nicely packed they were except for one that had a head on and was alive. I filled water in a glass jar p......

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...Evidenced FIFTYFOUR CharlaXFabels The Church Parsonage on Church Street the old Methodist Church where eye used to go to church it Burned down. My mother died a horrible murder death. My broth......

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