Flip Poems - Poems about Flip

if you see me sitting around with my head tilted down face wrinkled in a frown hands shielding my face just trying to figure out if I can survive in this place if I can finish this race I know. I got it change will come and change will go for better or worse we won’t know until we’ll either suffer through hell or find Heaven’s grace...

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two sides to every coin sometimes, the head speaks while the tail roars twisted by the pain tales of their fame an infamous villain sent to the stockade Tales told, and evils sold A penchant for vengeance Minded by spite, and grounded in hate You'll hear the story just a few years too late Heads determined to seek recompense at slights imagined, and time spent...

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Oh the power of the narcissistic would be king enthroned, crowned not with wisdom, but with arrogance, delusion and nihilism. The crowd waits on his every word which has the power to flip the world order from boom to flop from soar to bust to tip the seesaw to flip-flop panic. Why should one person, posting his own thoughts social in the middle of the...

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Escaping their bowls, Poor fish flipping and flopping; Dying free at last:- Let us flip-flop injustice, As we live lives free at last....

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Flip flops and straw hat adorn him, beach wear suits him nicely Kind is he to her as he scoops into a bucket measuring precisely Casted are his piteous passions in sunstruck warm sands Gently shaping and capturing her likeness, she is in skilled hands Stooping over chin to knee he bares bronze shoulders glimmering Her features delicate,...

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Plain droplets plink downward risk-free. Rain, that bristles on panes, weighty. Rip-roaring, soaring, not boring, as wind assists an outpouring. Angled and claustrophobic dance. Can’t see the light; cars take a stance. Sky, a blue-gray, wiper flip-flops. Shy, the soft pelts of ho-hum drops. ...

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A FLIP-FLOPPING DEATH Seeking its freedom, A fish leaps from its fishbowl; Flip-flopping to death:-...

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Oh my, why am I always on the flip side? Fleeing from hope, slipping down the slide. In moonshine glow, seldom in sunshine bright. Always in the consequence of negativity's plight. My joy and laughter are often subdued. My tears and sobs are wrongly construed. My feelings are torn to tatters and shreds. By doubts and uncertainty, slipped threads. But why am I...

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Fresh football fixtures, fill our Saturdays kids all get haircuts and new shoes for school white summer dresses are folded away north winds caress us as evenings turn cool Summer's end harvest, berries and chestnuts broken branches, the scattering of leaves shaken dog walkers with their shell shocked mutts low hanging sunshine, a Cox apple breeze Weather becomes our preoccupation ends talk of rioters,...

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In the unfairness that ever is life, since Cinderella will never be wife, to 'her prince' She settles for average, ordinary shmoes Ditch the glass slippers ~ flip-flops, gnarly toes ...

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March should start tomorrow But it’s leap year, so it won’t. For anyone who wants to flip The calendar, please don’t. To women who are pregnant, If your labor starts tonight, You have ‘til midnight to give birth Or face your child’s plight… Since a birthday you can’t celebrate Each year must be the worst, Though I’m sure some celebrations Could be switched to March the...

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The top flips easily back flip-top access to a phlegm-filled hack blackened teeth and rancid breath the smoker’s path to a breathless death. ...

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Love and Hate, Two sides of the same coin. Separated by a sliver of passion; Hard to maintain. Yet when the coin is flipped, Guessing heads or tails - The balancing boundaries mix, Among joy & pain. Often, this...

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I remember fun like I've woken from a dream Talking utter nonsense, riffing on a theme Dancing with the dog and phoning up a friend Not dragged down by disapproval about to descend I know all the things are about to hit the fan But I'll embrace this moment if only I can Mid poem and the messages begin Everything I'm doing...

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Just flip a coin And you'll enjoy A newborn, bouncing baby boy. Just flip a coin And find a pearl A newborn, bouncing baby girl. Both born co-equal at the start - Co-equal with a heart, a mind, Yet differ as their lives unwind. Yes, down the lengthy road of life Through messages for roles we send Co-equal mostly seems to end. Abilities become obscure And with that...

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