Long Pricky Poems

I died a little inside when, through your displays,
I felt, Love, that you did not really believe in our story
That you thought, maybe, it could simply be a little madness,
Another pink cloud floating gracefully around
In...

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Cats and Christmas Trees Contest
Sponsor:  Mary Oliver Rotman

I remember back in 1986,
I was only six years old.
I've heard so many versions,
But the truth must be told.

My lil' kitty Daisy, 
Was literally crazy,
Sometimes a lil'...

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Yesterday, in the meadows with comrades, dewy cloverleaves I nibbled,
Kneaded with hoofs, as galloped in euphoria hither and thither,
In a free, safe, and worthy world of utopia, my life flew off,
With companions gobbling cloverleaves and...

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What did you see in me uncle?
How could you even hold me tight?
I was born just a few months ago
My tender body still didn't grow.

I slept by the side of my mom
You have shown her...

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January hushers in the shivering coldness
as feathery snowflakes descend on roads
over the steep ridge which abruptly plunges 
into a foamy sea and their whiteness glistens
into the blue lake without the presence of ducks;
stillness is found...

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The brown piece of copper rang through the air. 
Everything went peacefully quiet.
All emotions were frozen
Even the motion of the little lethal piece of metal
A pin could be heard and the horror was visible on...

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Agreeable Dawn for a   
  In though a blade 
     No other goal .... "Go just bounce around"
       Every clump...

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They knew He was coming to judge
a Roman, a Jew, an atheist, and a Muslim
and pay for their sins by carrying the cross
to Calvary on His bleeding shoulders;
they didn't understand the purpose 
of His mission...

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Am I a flower or thorn?!

A thorn or flower..?!

Umm...

I am a thorn.

Nope.

Wait.
 
I am surely a flower.

Blossoming as a delicate flower.
I survive cleverly, 
amidst pricky thorns. 
Yearning for sunshine everyday 
I preserve my petals: 
keep...

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Hedgehog, O hedgehog
dear spiny, meek and mousy poppet.
In England
where the tickly grass grows
greener
we galumph in our rubber boots
up to your little
Hobbit nests
beneath the thorny bushes
were you rests.

We the ever scampy
nippers
fill tin cups with wriggly worms
leave...

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"The Nephilims!; he bellowed. "The Nephillen"! He
bellowed over the drums of the and cackling
unshirted women. "The Nephilim shall walk among men"!
"To arouse the women: and make men tremble
with fear"! He than spoke in a tenorish
...

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If only I was the baby
on your laps
On those sharp pricky nipples
I would all day suck.


If only I was the angel
Hidden in your heart,
I would cherish to dabble
On the crest of your love.


If only I...

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