Long Warmish Poems
Long Warmish Poems. Below are the most popular long Warmish by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Warmish poems by poem length and keyword.
Who The Police Protect, Part ITyler was a real happy man,
looking down at his phone,
the mayor said,“We need less police,
their crimes are so well known.”
They’d not arrest if you stole less
than a thousand from a store,
and decided, for the ‘oppressed,’
no...
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Categories:
warmish, conflict, corruption, dark, evil, people, political, society,
Form:
Narrative
Say, Ye Ah To Love"BY EVENING MIGHT WE FIND
DELIGHT IN THIS OFFERING
THAT IS WAS FASHIONED TO
HAVE US SATISFIED"
"IT IS TO INSPIRE A TASTE THAT IS UNIQUE AND RIGHT
SOMETHING A PALETTE WISHES TO TASTE"
ONE 3 POUND BRISKET(BEEF)
SALTED AND PEPPERED
COOK FOR...
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Categories:
warmish, food, love,
Form:
Ballad
OnceOnce you were here, right here,
In this bed with me.
Once I was your rock,
And you were undoubtedly mine.
Once I heard you say "I love you",
In your own special way.
Once you brought me laughter and...
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Categories:
warmish, death, sister,
Form:
Free verse
Olfactive Dreami may not be a mindful savant
but when i close my eyes,
i can smell fresh croissants
my mind in golden flaking surprise
i'm not French or raised in Paris
my cuisine tends toward the plain
eyes open again,...
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Categories:
warmish, imagery, imagination, introspection,
Form:
Quatrain
The Flourishing Corpseor
The Perennial Amorphophallus Titanum
"Mother Nature sucks in basically being a *hore."
-- The Basics of Biology
* * *
Of...
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Categories:
warmish, pain,
Form:
Rhyme
Cheesecake NightmareLove me or hate me
few people can take me
plain, unadulterated, true to myself
their compulsive need to gussy me up
or completely disguise me
gives me nightmares...
Horrible- horrible!
The worst is where
they try to make me
Savory.
Suffocated in sauces, sweet...
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Categories:
warmish, food, humor, humorous, silly,
Form:
Free verse
Quick ChangeCold yesterday
weeping to warmish now.
the year is old,
now young,
now a grey cross-eyed cat
perched on a green wall.
The young grow more beautiful
it's hard to catch-up.
Google sucks
the weather's autocorrected
time and time again.
Pond ducks head for the beach
then...
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Categories:
warmish, poetry,
Form:
Free verse