Mallet Poems - Poems about Mallet

...Washed ashore on the lost island Skin already peeling on the beach Burning from the hot green summer sun Meat melting off to become bone Jumping back into the water Cooling off with th......

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...“Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate", most frequently translated as "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here". A. Dante, 14th century Italian poet They sway the power over mere mortals They drop ......

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... Darkness corrupted my soul But light only burned my flesh A steady stairway to heaven Transmogrified into the highway to hell I'm not even sure I'm okay I'm still north of Hell But deep s......

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... Written: May 05, 2024, For Jaymee Thomas Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Incessant ticking of timepieces, reverberating clatter of a mallet in motio......

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...I am frustrated and annoyed by his ticking, or perhaps it should be labeled the 'tocking' By the never-ending tongue wagging clicking in the language better known as 'clocking' Must Gra......

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...The in between years The un-handed mallet, laying without consience. The smiling, changing expression of freinds past, in defiance. That moment, sinking amongst dead feathers. The call of the cl......

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...Sri Lal Crows i. I come from nowhere, and I have nowhere to go, I tell the crow perched on a low neem branch beyond the Periyar River. He agrees. He and I are free. We speak the sam......

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...A zapped mallet She wields in her feeble hands Every heart is nailed......

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...THE UK Poling, Patching, Nether Wallop, Matching Tye and Droop Plumpton, Lickfold, Puddletown, Westward Ho! and Throop. Hole of Horcum, New Invention, Boghead, Frome, Cat's Ash ......

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...What’s gone wrong with Granddad’s dong, it used to be so long Once the length of Granddad’s dong made Gran burst into song His dong would go throughout the night, to Grandma’s sheer delight And Gr......

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...The Road I Didn’t Take The smell of fresh cut pine is a balm to my soul as the crosscut saw works its way through the wood, fine saw dust sprinkles the floor. The rough palms of my ......

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...When it comes to all my sorrows what do I do with them Do I place them in a paper cup and pour them down the sink Do I take a mallet to them and pound them soft as mink When it comes to a......

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...The xylophone and marimba are often compared Harmonics being the difference between the two Marimba with softer notes shared as harder notes from the xylophone ensue Whatever instrument is ......

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...I quite enjoyed writing these two line poems for the Bantu contest - the idea of the call and response with two different statements but the same sensory response to each line. A bit like a game of M......

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...sat on a pallet with big blow hit my wallet met with a mallet read all of the facts body looked like battle ax that never attracts walked along with Luke disagreed and did rebuke a crazy ......

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