Gilled Poems - Poems about Gilled

... Coldest day yet, 'fore new bairn was christened, mother's muse foretold as hearth embers failed. Scripture held tight, she quietly listened, as cradled creature withered, weeped, and wail......

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...Brownian motion writ large... within small medium as light brainstorm doth hail forth the following poem. Across the realm of gray matter slowly percolating within tissue composed of neuron......

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... "The Payload" The payload came crashing down like rain expelled from the fat belly of a ruinous pregnant cloud bilious with buxom promise it came crashing down ......

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...*Image of Many Meanings by KWC. Likeness ssenekiL: Part 2 (HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs) The batter's foul ball killed a fowl that later caused a foul o......

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...So, why didn’t you stop After seeing a red-eyed cop You know could ask you to hurriedly drop And have you childishly begin to hop Or ludicrously bop To still hard blows wire to your face while......

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...These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ... Beast 666 by Michael R. Burch “... what rough beast ... slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?”?W. B. Yeats Brutality is a cross......

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...Various Heresies 2 You by Michael R. Burch For thirty years You have not spoken to me; I heard the dull hollow echo of silence as though strange communion between us. For thirty years You......

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...Am old Senior, single out But aged in four dimensional Chronological, time and matter does it matter It's only a state of mind And I live in the state of Christ So my youth is fine Without a......

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...A man and his monkey walked into the pub He ordered two drinks for him and his bud The landlord complied with curious look When the pair downed their beer, the monkey was shook He went into a f......

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...This thrill? that can kill…… Ride…….. Feeeellll the WINDddwindddddddddd WHIP..whip*~~~~~~~ your skin. G forces of sensation PRIMEprime the PUMPpump* for the s e n s oaaaaaaaaaaaaaaary ~~~ ......

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...How much lower could I go? How much more could I take? Hadn't I had my fill, my share more than my share? And you held my head underneath the water in the wooden trough you, gestapo god and ......

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