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Flats Poems - Poems about Flats

Cape Flats - 1
So, maybe you can tell Heaven from hell, blue skies from rain, a day full of pain. Can you trade a walk in the park for a glimpse of the dark? We are the captured souls, like fish in bowls. Do you want to exchange, from living in chains? Beating around the bush is not of any use, in the blink of an...

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Categories: flats, age, anxiety, my children,
Form: Didactic
Cape Flats - 2
Murder and mayhem on the Cape Flats. This is life and that is that. From the youngest to the oldest, the murderers are bold. Murderers kill at random. On their heads should be a ransom. Every day is a killing season, killing for no reason. Children cry and mothers die, living by the sword. The murderers must be caught. Gangs for whom killing is a must, mothers...

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Categories: flats, abuse, angst, anxiety, corruption,
Form: Didactic



Cape Flats - 3
Thirty-four people killed in a week. The Cape Flats gangs are not weak. They shoot to kill and maim, to them, it’s all the same. Let’s be real, the gangs are a bad deal. In them, there is no good. To them, death is like food. You must fight to live, every day. Being bad is the only way. They rule the street and the...

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Categories: flats, abuse, analogy, anxiety, blessing,
Form: Didactic
Cape Flats gangs fighting
In the Cape flats the bullets are flying Today people are dying The gangs are killing To them it is fulfilling It is a deed so sad It can only be done by the bad The gangs don’t feel a thing They love the sting. The gangs are like wild animals Like real damn cannibals Running in the street Wanting...

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Categories: flats, anger, death, hate, scary,
Form: Didactic
Premium Member The Road Less Traveled
The other day I had a "first", two flat tires. Could it have been worse? I was on a narrow country road and driving very, very slow. Suddenly my car made a loud pop and then it fell. The right side dropped. I drove a bit further with a little hesitation and fortunately reached my planned destination. I got out of the...

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Categories: flats, car,
Form: Light Verse



Residents
That cream-coloured car is there again in the parking space at that block of white flats. She's there every weekday, its owner: a warden, official, administrator? Does she work in a room there, or wander the corridors, nattering to residents who seem to be the walking dead? Or does she shut herself away till home time? Why do I find an interest in that...

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Categories: flats, car, color, death, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
Walking the Tide Flats
When I'm walking through the tide flats I'm creating a space in my heart For gladness and gratitude I taste the tangy bite of the clam As the seagull gulps The wind against my hull feels briny Buffeted by the seas breath I follow warm currents Finding shells ravished by the years Similar to my own Crusted with barnacles, living Still as shelter to crabs or...

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Categories: flats, happiness, peace,
Form: Free verse
Damaged Goods At the Rosebloom Flats
The dust sifts and falls with the Rosebloom powder To sieve and assume, survival hast made him prouder All alone like a wolf that's lost Roaming and trotting, breath crystallising a soft cloud No Mum, dad or Cubs that's the cost Apocalyptic fields lead him under and over dusty arches Sent upon his penultimate marches A two way transceiver, voice from...

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Categories: flats, deep, depression, desire, fantasy,
Form: I do not know?
Trees In Ozark Flats
a squeel on the tires frozen in time to watch the passerbys a decorated soldier pierced with emotion as he hands out a poppy thank him for his service Salvation Army is covered with brightened pamphlets among the youth the exploits of temporal emancipation cover me through the leaves with cadence of a swell the dealer hands out a trump card...

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Categories: flats, art,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Lim'Ric Flats Collaboraton Limerick
oh the limerick it ain’t quite a sonnet and the learned, they look down upon it for they cannot grasp its head or its ass nor the cleansing effect of its tonic John G. Lawless 6/18/2017...

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Categories: flats, humor,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Writing Poop Poetry For Lim'Rik Flats
Writing limericks is a fine art Yes I write about poop or a fart If you show me someone Who has NOT dropped a ‘bomb’ then from poetry soup I’ll depart! Inspired by Lim'rik flat's poem 'Collaboration can be fun' 06-18-17...

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Categories: flats, how i feel, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Flats
She loved to gaze, at the tall buildings As she walked along the road, Clinging on, to the hand of her dad A little girl - who loved to dream, And think of the happy families Tucked away, cozily in their flats. She dreamt of the togetherness, Of the deep bonding in those homes Of the love, that lit the rooms And...

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Categories: flats, cheer up, child, childhood,
Form: ABC
Lim'Rik Flats Giggle-Of-The-Day Award
the staff here at lim’rik flats has noticed a shortage of laughs poetry soupers need some whoopers Please double your sillies by halfs And just so you will not get bored the staff here will give an award “giggle-of-the-day” is easy to play (and playing is half the reward!) There on your tongue, on the tip, is a jest, a joke or a quip turn it...

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Categories: flats, fun, games, nonsense,
Form: Limerick
Lim'Rik Flats Salute To Real Poeters
from down on the flats we can see high-on-the-hills poetry sonnets like mansions sestinas in stanchions they fill our dulled hearts with much glee...

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Categories: flats, nonsense,
Form: Limerick
Lim'Rik Flats
welcome to lim’rik flats where boys wear only spats it's in a valley called nonsense alley (psst... they also wear hats)...

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Categories: flats, nonsense,
Form: Limerick

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