Inky Poems - Poems about Inky

I poured the dark ink on the page To warn the once and future sage That somewhere in this cryptic maze Within the laughter resided rage For poetry’s a field of mines Of prickly thorns and clinging vines Of predators with gaping maws Of ice cream soda’s without straws For all I do is hold the pen I do not tell it where or...

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The whole page was blank it looked lovely that way I had to go spoil it Painting an 'Inky Way' Cos' when it comes to pollution even poets fail My alarming 'carbon footprint' ...

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Inky black void, just God and me Reverberation Ohm Blissful soul’s eyes of wisdom see Boundless peace, in our home Love flame does not flicker Becoming the answer I need no translator By God am buoyed Inky black void 24-August-2021 Quietus...

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I look at your face and it is all I can do Not to keep you forever, as you chase away my blue I have no idea who put this face on you in the store But I am severely in love with you forevermore. Poppy potato, you give me a reason to smile today. Your joyful looks and...

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I cleaned the house with an octopus I mopped the floors with a squid I turned around and realised, exactly what I did the kitchen floor was covered with slimy blue black ink the heating on it started to kick up quite a stink looking at the bathroom the shower glistening black I thought that I should clean it before my mum gets back but...

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Inky Dinky Parley Voo Inky Dinky Parley Voo, Climbed a semetoo and threw a shoe, The shoe hit a ninicoristic Rak, And broke its curry with a meteor thwak, The angriurt Raklebugacoo, Slumbered Mister Parley Voo, Whom he took to the Cariticous Siese, And kept calling Voo ,mincey, Maybe he was a cricious piest, Or he was just a crazidicios phyist! Inky Dinky Parley Voo, Was...

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An ant called Inky Dinky Parlay Voo Crawled on curly trail of funky hill blue Darkly cloud sprayed cranky rain Slinky drops draped flanky skin Blinky foreplay of stinky mud she knew. March 26, 2020 Contest : Inky Dinky Parlay Voo Sponsor : Caren Krutsinger...

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INKY DINKY Inky-dinky monkey spinning web to hang Itsi -bitsy spider shut the door with a clang. Baa-baa black sheep peeped offering milk-white wool. Blazing Sun sending rays frosty chilled and...

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Inky Dinkys Here in our family – our own vocabulary Skizzors cut fabric – lettucini in our salads; Flutterbies in the garden – burple for purple; Empires on first base – the Umpire strikes back; Alfanso Bedoya – no stickin’ badgers; Brepfast in the morning – linner for brunch; Jimmy blue jeans in denim – round John the virgin; Ba-cops for dinner –...

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Inky dinky due slither, slinky poo the snake in the grass stood up and bit my a... Wicker wacked it on its head and there it lay, stiff and dead inky dinky slew. Just a silly little ditty I'm a slump, have pity. for Caren's contest, not my best, let's give it all a rest just for you my inky dinky doooooooo. 3/24/20...

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Inky dinky parlay voo? I’d prefer to nuzzle you! My eloquence is kind of dinky. Some might even call it kinky. That’s ok, for I PARLAY! And I do it night or day. I can whisper in your ear naughty words. You want to hear? My passion is not inky dinky See! I’m giving you a winky! Rinky dinky my love’s NOT. Come and get it...

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Inky Binky Think she chinky Milky Ricky Risky-tricky ~ This key, is key tricky is he... ~ Mickey Ricky Icky quickie Thinks he kingly 3/7/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©...

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Meandering through an old woodland I pause against an inky night. But how hard to speak about emptiness when voices enter my breath to hiss of past stories... Although coarse leaves form a debris Like fractured thoughts that wilt away; I lean on a barren oak tree Restraining words from ghostly play... earth holds me in grief tangled with moss ...

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The binding groans open And lets me in Plunging into the depths Of a cream colored world Scents of ancient tomes fills my soul And I’m addicted I need a fix I really need a fix And I inhale like I’ve never breathed before My eyes glaze over, and I’m...

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