Jutted Poems - Poems about Jutted

...Let me try, spoon-feed me nor ever teach, My big mouth said, help me reach to my bridge Like olden-day gurus who would not preach, Help me smooth out if you find a rough ridge That allowed lit......

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...HAIL THE KING OF NAPOLI (1) The Chronicles of the old king, Diego. An epitaph of his statue reads: "When I go, I go away from you then this badge loses honour and beats dead with no urge" Lik......

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...Sherman the snowman wanted a potbelly stove of gray. He said I want to warm my hands in an igloo today. His relatives were negative, they tried to discourage him. But he stood a bit taller, sucked......

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...6/27/22 Instead of what of them Shout out to my cousins Damn look what the cat drug in People often buggin' Another useless discussion They say it all comes a dime a dozen Endlessly fussin' ......

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...Today we were meeting at a restaurant to celebrate me. Being SEVENTY! I chose the restaurant – six miles from my house. I was the first one there because they had to drive thirty minutes. I had s......

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...I am the shadow person leaning against the brittle stone coughed wall an ember amber occasionally catching on the jutted edges of an nearly human face stumbling from one shadow waterfall to nex......

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...Lumi smiled and reached out to grab his shoulder. They passed over the ridge where, as Joulupukki had said, a small hamlet clung to the side of the mountain about equal distance to the valley below ......

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...You knew I was coming for you, little one. You knew it the second a voice echoed from the static. Come, little one, come into the rainbow light. You were wise to stay away. But with yo......

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...The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight. The picture in question, it burst with su......

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...She sits on her crooked stool flowers on her summer dress seated so delightfully poised her brush is sweeping elegantly over the stretched canvas as I lean on this tree and revere her. What ......

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...Spring necked victim Will be decked again For pure amusement Of fast pummelling fists Layered bruise symptoms ......

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...It was the way he stuffed his hand Down the front pocket of his slacks As if he were standing in a movie lobby Waiting for friends Nonchalant Wanting to watch you watch him With an unbreakabl......

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...Here below the point where, losing his footing, he’d tumbled down into the cavity of what appeared to be a giant cleft left in the side of this ancient cliff, He lay, an anomaly sharing space w......

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...Long long ago in a lonely lovely hill When earth was young, handsome and green Besides the meadow near the curly winding flow There stood a tree proudly high and spry. Swaying and dancing in wh......

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...We danced in the rain fleeing under our zincked roof only when the thunder roared like we stepped on its tail as the soles of our feet pattered on the earth Mother would make supper calling out......

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