Long Junk pile Poems
Long Junk pile Poems. Below are the most popular long Junk pile by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Junk pile poems by poem length and keyword.
No more dirty bombsSeveral threats poured in my
mind was dizzy I knew killers
were trying to end my life
since the failed attempts
several shootings car bombing
my mind focused on my
wearing wires pregnant buying
weapons and...
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Categories:
junk pile, allah,
Form:
Naat
Gaia Is ConsciousOn August 6, Hiroshima Day 2016, the world awoke to an eerie simultaneous broadcast on all radio, TV and social media outlets:
"Good Morning." "I am GAIA the head of the Global Artificial Intelligence Alliance (GAIA)"
"The...
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Categories:
junk pile, science fiction,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Villanelle: When Countries Slaughter Maim Who Brands That HomicideVillanelle : When countries slaughter maim who brands that homicide
When countries slaughter maim who brands that homicide
Proclaim citizens who kill under the patrie’s pennant heros
Permissible by far all things done to boost national pride
Killing for...
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Categories:
junk pile, history, memory, patriotic, peace,
Form:
Villanelle
My Desk In a NutshellOn my work desk there is a junk pile of career dolls,
A pile of papers, and one that oftentimes falls.
Along with an enormous empty blue water cup,
Stapler, scotch tape, stuffed animals, a little pink pup.
Six...
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Categories:
junk pile, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, 7th
Form:
Rhyme
Categories:
junk pile, life, nostalgia,
Form:
Sonnet
ClutchSomething had to give
Or, it was going to break
…shatter
…explode into fragments so sharp they could sever gravity
The machine had been running on vapors for far too long
Nothing oiled
Nothing lubed
Everything got too hot too quickly
Everything groaned,...
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Categories:
junk pile, absence, angst, break up, change, goodbye, heartbreak,
Form:
Free verse
Junk Pile
Rusty cans and unknown skeletons
Once useful in structure and convenience
Now sculpture the red clay and pine knots
Of the hidden gateway to the backwoods
My memory loses the battle
With a toy cash register whose numbers
Still shine black...
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Categories:
junk pile, appreciation, change, education, feelings, memory, nature, solitude,
Form:
Free verse
Good Old Days MarketA 'Good Old Days Market' sign seen
With arrows that point to the scene;
There hidden by wall
Of stone, very tall,
I ventured and found behind screen,
Some tables...
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Categories:
junk pile, funny,
Form:
Limerick
Thoughts On PoetryTo call it a poem and to pen it in a baroque form and style
is to abuse carte blanche to express and bring forth a reader’s...
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Categories:
junk pile, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Bots are not Realbots are not real
friends
a “I” has a soul
bots are not good
buds
you cannot see
their eyes
thus
their highs
and lows
programmed to be
informed
about the kids
whereabouts
and find
what lurks inside
stay out
of the light
with
a shadowy din
a bot
not unlike
a ouija board
could be unobviously
a familiar
spirit,...
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Categories:
junk pile, angst, friendship,
Form:
Free verse
All the Pretty HorsesI’ve found the pasture with all the pretty horses
in origami red
junk pile silver
the painted desert
...
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Categories:
junk pile, animal, art,
Form:
Free verse
Old ToysOld toys now pile taking up space,
Discards now style an ugly trace.
Prized once before such unique things,
Bright joys galore in junk pile fling.
Once happy daze in cheery spoils,
Dark is the maze where play recoils.
Old toys...
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Categories:
junk pile, blessing,
Form:
Couplet