Long Pocket knife Poems

I crept into the pit of hell all alone. Contingent upon my lifestyle I knew this could be my last day alive…

She haunted me in my dreams. She terrorized me in the sunlight but through...

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My name is Johnathan Payton
and this whole mess started last year,
went to a game in Baltimore,
to watch some football, drink some beer.

Was waiting for my ride to come,
when a young man did approach me,
he pulled...

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Times fault?

I rush to my office, my key pearls twinkeling twinkeling on the side of my pocket, doing annoying sounds.

,,Sami!"
,,What?!", he looks up mad:
,,Why are you out of breath, why do you scream?!
Are you out...

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Hux said,"My mother realized
that I was a being apart,
but if you’re all sure I’m a mistake,
then please, come stab me in the heart.”

To ensure that he drove home his point
he then pulled out his pocket...

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He had do fight all odds
A man of unbreakable idealism
Alone with his ideas

A mysterious death at high sea
The truth will never be known
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Gegen alle Widerstände
Ein Mann mit ungebrochenem Idealismus
Alleine mit seinen Ideen

Mysteriöser Tod auf hoher...

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“Do you like yabbies?” Barry asked. I replied “Are you sick!
I’d just like to ask you; now is the Pope a Catholic?” …
So we headed off across the ranges, where Barry’s cousin Ray,
had a dam...

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Honestly.      
I'm dealing with a lot of things that bother me.
I'm fiending at the weekends, just to break up the monotony.
There's gotta be..
A better way to deal, so what you...

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I received a gift in the mail today
Twas an old tattered box, mailed from mother

It was my Dad's wallet and pocket knife
The wallet contained clippings and photos

Clippings from local Chicago papers
They reported a man's untimely...

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My old friend, my "Uncle Henry" knife, has been with me most of my days.  No matter what, through thick and thin, I have had him in my pocket for sixty-four years.  I...

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HARRY WEST 

The Kadaitchi (Witch Doctor) Knight

Harry stood alone and sniffed the breeze
a pongy hay smell,  Japanese
Harry sheltered there beneath a tree
a gum tree dripping sap

The  Black Knight shed his lap lap
joined the...

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Halloween Night


Good evening Boys & Ghouls, with anticipation and all your drools
Especially the ladies with fake jewels, tonight breaking all the rules
Why it is finally Halloween night, and for most of you a festive fright
I...

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I remember I dumped you on that one date
Two years ago I said that I would be your soul mate
I told you we would always be a pair
I told you as I held you that...

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A boy walks a half mile down a trail
He stops 
Walks towards a large tree
Pulls a pocket knife from his jacket

His father gave him this knife 
Having received it from his father
And his father before...

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Verse 1 
There’s a house on a hill with an old oak at the side 
There’s a bridge down the way crossing a river that’s wide 
And the green hills roll forever, it’s a beautiful...

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slowly moving rooms
fast-paced images, i see
the dimensions topple over
and i lose sense of gravity

a man with a pocket knife and a nose that bled
stood in front of my eyes
the sharp edge sliced so sweetly in...

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Traditions Free Poetry Contest Details
Sponsor	Paula Swanson

Dinner Camp  unwanted Visitor

Dinner camp at 12 noon was when the drover slept,    (Aussie tradition dinner camp)
Up since daylight and before the birdies left their nest,
A...

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I bought a submarine. Not the sandwich either, a full on submarine. I got rid of all the useless stuff of course. Scrapped all the metal hulls, dumped the useless motor, left the curved propellers...

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	Carol Brown
Contest Name
	Bunny Rabbits 

Bunnys down here are a winning,
lissa virus, keeps a killing ,
man made by the blest,
to kill off this pest,
free food in the great depression,   

old soldiers lived on bunny,
but...

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On those long days
when it was too hot to ride
or run, a boy would find
an island of cool beneath
a tree and sit there 
with his pocket knife
to whittle away time
and a piece of wood.
A good...

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A friend told me that while on vacation she visited the world’s largest ball of string. It inspired me to write this poem. 

A giant ball of string

It sat out in an open field
It was...

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he said its not all men,
but whilst that is true,
why would you pick this precise moment to make it about you,
it's not all men,
but it's almost always someone we know,
every woman has something she can...

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tin cup music

life’s story was etched on her face
carved with pocket-knife memories
rubbed in with grammar school erasers
and colored like heavy wet fog
on a stinson beach winter’s morning
.
smiles were kept tucked in her pocket
until a coin...

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I’m left perplexed. How vexing, how complex…
the plight of a simple man, (one’s ruin is another’s choosing) is moving and  doing the least that he can, no oil changes no wedding band.
All this just...

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Dad could have left but he stayed put,
and he kept his lips locked,
though a hissing cat
escaped from his hie throat occasionally.
Mother would say stuff,
poisonous stuff
stuff that would make a yellow hound cringe.

He could have gone...

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If you are wise, you will heed this call
And never over-trim your nails,
Or bite them raw til the pain makes you stop.

You should always leave enough nail showing,
In case you go over the edge of...

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