Long Tucks Poems
Long Tucks Poems. Below are the most popular long Tucks by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Tucks poems by poem length and keyword.
Trump In Motion
TRUMP SMELLS B.O.
TRUMP SMELLS B.O.
BUST UP THE BEAT TO INTRODUCE IT'S TEMPO
GOT ME PLACES TO GO
SILENCE IS GOLDEN GOT BLOOD THAT"S UNFOLDING
SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER ENGAGED IN THE WALL WHILE HE SITS IN HIS...
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Categories:
tucks, anxiety, art, autumn,
Form:
Free verse
Millie's Christmas Wish
Millie's Christmas Wish
Winter Vacation was coming
The kids were all set
They were thinking of Christmas
And the gifts they would get
But, Millie sat waiting
Thinking of nothing but snow
Watching the class clock
That was moving so slow
They did arts...
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Categories:
tucks, 5th grade, adventure, america, childhood, christmas,
Form:
Epic
The Maid of Orleans
Reflecting in her garden sits a winsome little maid;
She holds a purple flower like the circlet that she made
And wrapped about her braids to grace her forehead like a crown;
Her thick and shining braids that...
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Categories:
tucks, christian, conflict, courage, england, history,
Form:
Couplet
Boob Jobs and Bomb Jobs
Boob jobs and bomb jobs
Sisters in arms those tits and those weapons of massive
destruction sex and death go together in dynamics
thermodynamics psychodynamics fused on the playground
of this life of this poem on which...
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Categories:
tucks, conflict, perspective,
Form:
Free verse
No One Counts the Bodies Jesus Walked Past
Kensington spreads its legs—
lets the city crawl in,
dripping Xylazine / fentanyl / tranq,
open sore veins
moaning dirty dirges.
False prophets—
all piss and panic—
bark half-lies
through decaying molars,
fingering apathy
for spare change.
You smell it
five blocks before you enter.
The stench tests...
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Categories:
tucks, addiction, death, drug, mental illness, poverty, urban,
Form:
Didactic
Beware of the Owner
"To live is to suffer; to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering."
Friedrich Nietzsche
Some say life is a mirror..
Whenever he whistled his eerie tune,
he would always tell me,
'It's my death hymn.'
But, then a...
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Categories:
tucks, sorrow,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
DRACONIAN STATE
DRACONIAN STATE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
CHAPTER ONE
the city breathes dust and ash~
a lung collapsing with draconian dragon’s roar,
his fiery breath painting the sky...
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Categories:
tucks, 12th grade, hope, meaningful,
Form:
Free verse
Shane
Shane walks in, hurries to the back of the bar. He finds the door opened to an alley littered with the garbage of the restaurant beside it, the one whose neon sign has two lights...
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Categories:
tucks, anxiety, best friend, betrayal, brother,
Form:
Prose
Collecting
She collects dolls,
Babies, she calls them,
Little darlings, children – honey
Like a mother, she touches them,
Piecing together clothing for infants, toddlers –
Girls and boys who might
Tell her she is better than she believes
In her heart, where...
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Categories:
tucks, appreciation, blessing, christian, hope, inspirational, jesus, love,
Form:
Free verse
Should the Levee Ever Break, Act 1, Scene 1, Part 5
Every other Friday afternoon before Bumblebee would leave on her special errand, her mother would open the old cedar trunk at the foot of her bed and give Bumblebee three things to carry with her...
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Categories:
tucks, allegory,
Form:
Prose
The Last Five Senses '1
By~Krish
I opened my eyes
and the air was a still lake
that would no longer ripple for me.
My breath was a whisper,
a moth beating tired wings
against the glass of existence.
They stood beside me,
their tears pooling like...
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Categories:
tucks, death, destiny, emotions, feelings, for him, lost
Form:
Rhyme
Cholla's Legacy
A diverse array of flora and fauna reign majestic
in vivid tawny imagery of shifting sand dunes
and barren rocks-- sixteen miles
from the golden rays of western tomorrow.
Time is played out in crucial moments of...
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Categories:
tucks, america, appreciation, august, beauty, imagery, nature, sun,
Form:
Free verse
Great Grandma Kicked Some Butt
When my mother was at the age of thirteen,
A dirty old man asked her to come clean,
He invited her over so she could make a few bucks
When she arrived he was in a black tucks
He...
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Categories:
tucks, family, funny, mother, mother, mom, family, old,
Form:
Narrative
The Final Cause
By the time the fever set in,
The leaves had already turned,
Turned that is, into the colors,
Already there beforehand.
—
The bursting verdant stickiness,
Of nipple spring,
June’s coy leafy gaze,
The muscular lust of summer grazing,
When Burgundy picnics,
Turn white, thick...
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Categories:
tucks, creation, death,
Form:
Free verse
When I Am Old
Many if not most people are nice and complimentary, and I have heard it said, "You look much younger". Or, "You look great for your age". However, age ...
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Categories:
tucks, age, culture,
Form:
Rhyme
A Fistful of Truffles
There are Guineas that live in America
Guineas that live in a zoo
But the craziest, zaniest guineas of all
Are the ones that reside in Peru
It is said that they live in the Andes
And on weekends they...
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Categories:
tucks, bullying, giggle, pets, western,
Form:
Rhyme
What's Up With Santa
Santa felt all out of sorts up there in the pole,
the elves looked at each other and shook their heads.
They had tried their best to jolly Santa along
but the more they tried, the sadder he...
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Categories:
tucks, child, children, christmas,
Form:
Imagism
The Make Shift Road
Big trucks rolling down the market street
blowing their horn in the crowded street
Big trucks going around, I have no clue where they are bound, they swirl and turn rocking the people`s nerve, big horn, big...
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Categories:
tucks, america, appreciation, city, conflict, confusion, courage, drug,
Form:
Narrative
The Make Shift Road
Big trucks rolling down the market street
blowing their horn in the crowded street
Big trucks going around, I have no clue where they are bound, they swirl and turn rocking the people`s nerve, big horn, big...
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Categories:
tucks, america, appreciation, city, conflict, confusion, courage, drug,
Form:
Narrative
The Make Shift Road
Big trucks rolling down the market street
blowing their horn in the crowded street
Big trucks going around, I have no clue where they are bound, they swirl and turn rocking the people`s nerve, big horn, big...
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Categories:
tucks, america, appreciation, city, conflict, confusion, courage, drug,
Form:
Narrative
The Philosopher Part 1
The Philosopher is a single long poem, I apologize for the inconvenience of splitting it
into 2 parts.
He pushes aside the weathered curtain
The colourless tub, the bland tiles, his grey glazed sight
He looks over his shoulder...
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Categories:
tucks, angst, confusion, depression, devotion, life, philosophywater, love,
Form:
Free verse
Flashback - Part 1
The year was 1956
and I distinctly recall
my mother's lovely face
as she told me
Szererlek (I love you)
and as I seen her lovely smile
I remember her face
as she held back bittersweet tears
tying to hold...
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Categories:
tucks, abuse, anger, anxiety, dark, sad, sorrow, suicide,
Form:
Free verse
WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T WATCHING
His assignment was a simple one…to go home…observe his family
and then write an essay his teacher entitled, ‘What Love Means To Me’
He did just that…for days he watched his mom…he secretly took notes
and after a...
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Categories:
tucks, love, mother son,
Form:
Rhyme
The Mystery Code
The Mystery Code.
She is tapping on the glass with her finger nails. The sound is like pins dropping on a tiled floor. Their eyes meet through the hazy glass door, as she enters the...
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Categories:
tucks, adventure, imagination, london,
Form:
Free verse
A Tryst With Fantasy
He's closed the blinds. His twilight dawns.
A midday reverie.
Within his mind, a vision spawns,
awash in mystery.
*
A levee bursts, torrents crash free—
a castle from a dream.
Atop his throne, court bent on knee,
all hail: "Long live the...
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Categories:
tucks, childhood, fantasy, imagination, memory, mother son, mythology,
Form:
Ballad