Harpooning Poems - Poems about Harpooning

...Trumpeting and mythologizing deranged deplorable basket case as demigod Any idea regarding who unnamed individual earned such lofty title? I offer a clue, that averred person unknown to many other......

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...Ahab needed shore leave, And obsessed so on his dream, Harpooning some sweet harlot Had become his major theme. He was just a novice mariner, His first time far from home. He’d made his maid......

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...Spring pushes ground to cherished green patches in sun (splattered) that breaks the grayness that winter shows in its shuttere......

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...From prehistoric stone there was sharpened a point then a spike: chiselled and engraved and hoisted and thrust, raised high above men toward a target lofty, afar in a field. Competitors rose fro......

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...underwater mysteries lye dormant underwater frequencies run ramped flippy grey floppy over currents and waves floating boats poach and boast the most flippy floppy tides sway coast to coast cho......

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...Unblouse your breast Where to nuzzle and warm Areola to moisten and mouth Urgency need, I scarce was born Unclothe me in all unrighteousness Sing for me no lullabye Fetus reflection in alabast......

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...4/1/17 Flowers blooming Spaced out or in a tight-knit grouping All around things looming In space objects still or moving and zooming Birds pluming And other animals grooming Downloads......

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...Is merely the folding of the shower curtain that snaps the righteous peg. Sending jasmine smells at nine in the morning to refresh the house and it's occupants. Living in a dishcloth is very very cle......

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...Through April and May not a single Indian has been noticed along all the serpentine bends of this rambunctious river, however I feel we are being espied by a jealous warparty immortal in it's prot......

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...His words stung me, as the cries from the maelstrom seem to retort Their scattered, foreign words and wails retching their say I listened, almost mesmerized, Pulverized “Come,” Said he, With t......

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...The black smooth rough hide of midnight dark Rivulets of dusty sweat leaping off As he ran and dodged and feinted and attacked The man, day-glo matador, flashing eyes and sword. The baying crow......

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...The shift to vernal tone starts a standoff with eyelashes. A sickle moon begins harpooning the stars. The unorthodox microlove brings out a ciliated canon of faithless interior. The gods......

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