Last Straw Poems - Poems about Last Straw

These last few years have put our world to test: Pandemic threat, political unrest, Divisive strife, we hoped, our past forgot As lives that mattered were, in cold blood, shot... But nothing impacted and shocked us more Than unjustified and uncalled war. March 6, 2022 10 syllables per line...

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She said she had stopped loving me long ago Now, her goal was to make me miserable, Not the least of kind affections does she show And her villainy is far more than considerable, It seemed to start after our first year of bliss Which is something I will surely always miss. Enough! Enough, I say, of this utter travesty For it...

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She glanced at him from across the table while carefully realigning her eating utensils. He was reading a report of some kind, or so she thought. He was completely engrossed [Clearly, he was not aware of her presence] In his cellphone like she was not there. Once, she said rather loudly ”Uh-humm,” But he dismissed her with a wave of his hand. She sighed. Then,...

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The person's patience has run out For he is overcome by doubt....

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When the final act of courage is gone —all you have left is hope (30th Street Station: May, 2021)...

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Last Straw Trump Possessed For a while now we stood aghast; Trump had a tendency to procrast; He is imperil; Bottom of barrel, And straw in possession is his last. Jim Horn...

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Dedicated to a fine poet on soup Gershon Wolf. In an old cowboy town in Wichita Staying alive meant being quick on the draw The Straws and Jones shoot out Was bloody without doubt All killed except one he was' The Last Straw'. Written 18th July 2019....

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Last Straw in Berries In some berries, we found the last straw, And a picture of it we would try to draw; Picture was fine, Of a straight line, Had heard some did slide down her bra. Jim Horn Had been hearing about a blatant blurb, Efforts exerted so they can find an herb; Tried and tried; He lied and lied; Trump's idiotic cravings it...

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When in that hospital bed, day after day With all the intrusions that got in the way One more therapist coming into my room Or a doctor arrived spreading facts of gloom. Tho the nurses were kind, they kept charging in From morning thu night just as sleep would begin So, one day I’d had enough, and I let out a...

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What finally burst our sack of sorrows, was it tugs from past, or sad tomorrows? Did it rot inside from pain and lies, or did our baggage stretch beyond its size? Was one more crisis all it took to pop it open like a book? If we simply forgot to double bag that indeed would be a great big drag The mess that...

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A camel in a wildlife park Went on a wild attack; He kicked and bit his owner Then he sat down on his back. I read this in The New York Times So this was not in jest. The reason for the rampage, though, Is harder to digest. It seems the camel loved to drink A Coke, which he was given By the owner, who...

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The last straw ~ always waiting demeaning our relay, the disappointment's mating as others "get their way!" That word not spoken, ladeling our hope ~ now quick, abrupt, the reward we were cradeling snatched from our bosom's cup! If scars of crucifixion were meant to not disrupt, the last straws revolution is bearing "long enough!" And all the last straws build up so surely I have wept, could almost...

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We are all camels carrying too much of loads Our eyes are shedding tears due to pain There few seconds our wisdom will rise ...

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