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Grenades Poems - Poems about Grenades


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Categories: grenades, cheer up, humor,
Form: Senryu
Premium Member Grenades
"Grenades" When Humpty fell off the wall she stood over the mess that bad egg left like a marauding architect she was holding two pistols the smoking guns of a life peripheral stitched up surreal where the heart sits in the middle like a key swinging constant metronome beat, click-click, like time spent running a risky poetic kingdom where music like grenades blew up and lifted pretend leaves departures...

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Categories: grenades, heart, muse,
Form: Narrative



Right When I Think We'Re Getting Better, We Implode
it's like the petals of flowers are the pins on grenades i pick them one by one are we better are we not one by one until they all drop...

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Categories: grenades, anxiety, break up, flower,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Tossing Hand Grenades and Bullets
Off and on they signaled, always in rapid fire casting munitions across my window blind A garish platoon of aggressors engaged in war all tossing hand grenades at my haggard mind Their bullets were blinking in Morse code flashing in rhythm with droning dissonant jazz From their stronghold across the asphalt road they nightly attacked in a tawdry scheme No clouds as allies...

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Categories: grenades, angst, sleep,
Form: Rhyme
Grenades
Drop bombs on the ground to diminish the enemy; Destroy your spirit, Armies thousands of loved ones strong Soldier on, On our extraordinary Earth spills unnecessary blood, Hearts, minds and bodies broken, Children listen to the sound of sirens, Knowing nothing else, seeing only hurt, Reckless, totalitarian minds of power Disgust my ears and eyes, The simplicity in retreating Is too much for them to handle, From...

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Categories: grenades,
Form: Blank verse



Fishing With Grenades
Caravans sing my song Despite my regressive chalk outline Clouds wrestle mango dawn Urging me to shed my fleshy brine Wriggles I’ve undergone This rustic harmonic snakes my spine Lost beneath the city Chasing those proud albino raccoons Grins too vast for pity My whole outfit has been clacking spoons Watch my ant committee As they spell out all my thought balloons Motion presses with zeal As the...

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Categories: grenades, imagination, satire, timeme,
Form: Light Verse

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