Long Pulpy Poems
Long Pulpy Poems. Below are the most popular long Pulpy by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Pulpy poems by poem length and keyword.
The Rhine Salmon Complaint Translation of Etiemble S Complainte D Un Saumon Du Rhin By T Wignesan
The Rhine Salmon Complaint, Translation of Etiemble’s Complainte d’un salmon du Rhin
For Yvon Belaval
(A lilting musical poem of varying line length in quatrains with a refrain and much internal
rhyming; end-rhyme scheme: alternate rhymes in...
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Categories:
pulpy, nature,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
August 13th, 2025 twenty six plus years since awful series of unfortunate events
August 13th, 2025 – twenty six plus years since awful series of unfortunate events
The following poem posted about a half hour before the bewitching hour that spelled calamity (which though a freaky Friday the thirteenth)...
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Categories:
pulpy, abuse, adventure, anger, angst, animal, anniversary, august,
Form:
Free verse
A trunkful of recyclables patiently awaits,
A trunkful of recyclables patiently awaits,
(and cries out long day's journey into night,
no...not for Eugene O'Neill),
but rather being distributed
in their respective bins at Wegmans
Under the Elms
Dressed up in our Sunday finery,
(which attire frankly looks no...
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Categories:
pulpy, adventure, america, anger, appreciation, car, environment, husband,
Form:
Free verse
Putin non gmo gluten free cheese on the ritz as a celiac to follow
Putin non gmo gluten free cheese on the ritz as a celiac to follow
Initially written March 18th, 2023
and revised exactly two years later
tweaking the poem here and there
courtesy adding or subtracting Nabisco
National Biscuit...
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Categories:
pulpy, absence, adventure, analogy, birth, humorous, jesus, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
August 13th 2021 Twenty Two Years Since
August 13th, 2021 – twenty two years since...
Wicked bad designed day poem originally crafted
then alternately titled for no particular rhyme nor reason:
courtesy Doctor Donald Dossey
who coined paraskevidekatriaphobia.
August thirteenth nineteen hundred and...
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Categories:
pulpy, abuse, adventure, animal, confusion, fate, grave, grief,
Form:
Rhyme
Wicked Bad Designed Day
(alternately titled: courtesy Doctor Donald Dossey
who coined paraskevidekatriaphobia
August thirteenth nineteen hundred and ninety nine
forever etched in annals of my personal infamy
as one still sending hair raising shivers down my spine
which following unpleasant...
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Categories:
pulpy, abuse, adventure, angst, good friday, grave, mom,
Form:
Free verse
If Ever I Had a Country: Lxxix - Bang Bang Who Shot Me Down Like An Un-Licensed Dog
IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXIX - Bang! Bang! Who Shot Me Down like an Un-licensed Dog !
IF ever I had a country, a country certainly
not subject to the whistle of a...
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Categories:
pulpy, america, fantasy, firework, humor, power, war,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Requiem For An Unknown Tigress Cub
still the climbing green lianoid lass
her tender tendrils torn
massive metal lying like a cutlass
in her lap forlorn
...
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Categories:
pulpy, childhood, daughter, mother, war, green,
Form:
Free verse
Fragrance of Life
Fragrance of Life ©
Cool rain drums on blistering
asphalt, the scent streams into
the nostrils--hot, grassy smell of
summer, freshly cut-smoky
cedar lingers on the air
Fresh popcorn drenched in
butter, I sit in...
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Categories:
pulpy, life, senses,
Form:
Free verse
Oh This Frisson, Thrill of Lies
Hair gets grey, withers he but seldom wise
To know why nothing thrills him more than lies,
Why man’s pen portrays obscure truths in grey,
Why his mind’s chisel carves out misty clout
So grotesque...
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Categories:
pulpy, truth,
Form:
Ode
Interview With a Dying Tree
Interview with a Dying Tree.
I had bought a mango sapling twenty five years back from a fair and
planted...
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Categories:
pulpy, appreciation,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Garden
Come in scented summer garden!
Come in nature super show!
veins of Thee all turned to yellow
Mistletoe! in spring woe?
In the scented breath of summer
Laugh and look at magic show
Beauteous are...
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Categories:
pulpy, caregiving, creation, death, deep, dream, friend, journey,
Form:
Verse
We Need Better Monsters, Part I
It was quite a surprise to us
when monsters came out of the night,
the beasts and bad guys of legends
who for so long gave us a fright.
We thought they lived on movie screens,
pulpy books, and local...
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Categories:
pulpy, abuse, conflict, corruption, dark, evil, society, war,
Form:
Narrative
Inside the Mysterious Enigmatic Fragmentary
Inside The Mysterious Enigmatic Fragmentary...
Mortal Mind Of Matthew Scott Harris
ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!
Seedy gobbledygook ergot
visibly argot bubbled, burbled, bustled...forth
yea...give garbled, jangled, warbled shoutout
if ye doth render
mug gadabout totally confounding,
this unfettered voluminous confection
ruff lee...
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Categories:
pulpy, addiction, age, appreciation, art, desire, mirror, surreal,
Form:
Narrative
My Wife the Paper Shredder
Buried in an avalanche you
might see on "Hoarders buried alive"
back and foreground
white sheet with limited pay per view,
nonetheless sky scraping heap
(Uriah not kid) nsync with a 'U'-
shaped tube anchored securely thru
solid wood - sporting
towering, leaning,...
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Categories:
pulpy, appreciation, april, father, humorous, parody, pride, tribute,
Form:
Free verse
Uniquely Soundless
Deep breath
Let it out, carry the blight
...
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Categories:
pulpy, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Wistful Woebegone Yesteryear
Perhaps like a lightning
bolt of clear out of the blue
rigor mortis (tenon and
three decades hence)
two thousand fifty nine if you
count from January 13th 2019, adieu
attest that day 9 months I did brew
in wound (of the...
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Categories:
pulpy, dream, father, hair, introspection, mystery, smart, spiritual,
Form:
Bio
Footle Flavour of Summer
Footle Flavour of Summer
Scorching ...
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Categories:
pulpy, summer,
Form:
Footle
Evening Fry
A priest once told me that the lump
on my hand was a ganglion,
a fortress of fat besieged by health.
At last it burst and the hand swelled
like an old man's,
shovel shaped and splayed.
It was her black...
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Categories:
pulpy, food, friendship, loss, memory, old, relationship,
Form:
Elegy
Lessons of Change - X - Part Two
Part Two
Till October comes around with its bounty
The granary stuffed to the full
Lush fruits still pulpy and juicy
Ripen to a filthy rashes on skin brashness
The greenness of innocence
...
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Categories:
pulpy, natural disasters, work, work,
Form:
Free verse
Dark Hope, Weeping Sky
Lost, to the darkness, deep ...
This bleak sojourn I have made times on end,
dipping my eyes to the dreadful forms that mock me,
a maelstrom of words spinning my mind,
to pinch off the oppressive stench of...
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Categories:
pulpy, dark, deep, hope, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Pesky Poppycock Payback Please Prepare
Prevarication permits pretend perception, presenting
piquantly piqued, pimply pimping playboy, plucky
pulchritudinous previously pusillanimous, prevalently
puckish, psychic packman, pokemon playing proletarian
puppeteer pygmy, peevishly punky, plummy, plumy,
pompously pushy, pampered, prefabricated pinchbeck,
pokily plying plowshear, plodding peregrination, pied
piper pitifully peppy pornographic...
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Categories:
pulpy, 10th grade, 11th grade, 9th grade, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
You Said: Why Can I Not Have My Day
a cherished paper-cutting
...
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Categories:
pulpy, people, world, may,
Form:
Free verse
The Last Organ Grinder
Between paper-soft
worlds of fragile
imaginations,
I float upon those
gossamer tulips
that split every
second of saccharine
musings and
eclipsed confessions,
distinguishing all
photoelectric synonyms
of lachrymose
stimuli towards
glassy manipulations
of blood-fragranced sun.
Everything that is
sown...
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Categories:
pulpy, dark, deep, destiny, meaningful, metaphor, truth, wisdom,
Form:
Free verse
Scan of a Fitful Man
I am slid into the core of the big white tube.
It will reveal all my moving parts
all the flagging and wheezing organics
that reside in the same apartment block,
share the same airducts and plumbing,
but otherwise hang...
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Categories:
pulpy, poetry,
Form:
Free verse