Mauling Poems - Poems about Mauling

...I confess... I'm a cat in a human body surrounded by drooling deluded dogs I confess... I spew doggerel in a poetic wasteland as the wolves claw their verses on electronic pages and......

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...We forgot to close the coop and a predator came calling. We became entangled by his loop and now the government he's uphauling. We let a nemesis on the premises, so billionaires he's installing.......

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... Written: January 30, 2025 for contest Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dive into the cauldron, where magic potions brew, Am......

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... I sit on my hill and I look at my view. And a cold world spans to the horizon. I hear the wind howl and I see the rain drive. And I feel a world of no sun shining. I watch the clouds gather ......

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...They packed their picnic basket s and journeyed towards the sun, with boxes of liquor, creates of beers and a drum fill with carbonated soda; busloads of them, drove down the slopes, with dug out bo......

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...Absence as I hear them calling Broken as I feel them falling Cardiac as it's stalling Darkness has me crawling Endeavoring to its installing Fevered by enthralling Giving into it appalling Hea......

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...In a quiet night of deep sleep The blankets harbor me – the night to unfold A myriad of dreams my unspoken secrets keep As cinematic stories attempting to be told The curtains open while orche......

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...*Image of A Fallen Smirk by DG. Brace For Impact Pillar of society, creme de la creme, important person, one to be reckoned by indeed. One who's untouched by palls, frails near a radia......

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...5/16/22 Here let me paint you a drawing My skin crawling Something stirring and calling As the leaves begin falling It's appalling That people are always squabbling And gossiping Yet an......

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...When, on that craggy moorland verge, you make your stand, body braced against the storms bullying bite; when you permit the squall to sweep your soul awake attending only to th......

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...Late in May and snow is falling The end is near the voices are calling This is the north Desist henceforth Or you will endure a vicious mauling......

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...How can human deal with all the other animals with a sense of indisputable superiority? What makes them keep mollycoddling the mean motive of extracting from other animals as much as possible while p......

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... Pain is like sweeping rain Dripping wet with gripping tenacity Beating down with fleeting intensity Drenching me wrenching my heart Whirring past stirring up emotions Pouring ......

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...Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers I I translated the first six Native American poems for my father when he chose to enter hospice and end his life by not taking dialysis … Cherokee Travele......

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...Sunset by Michael R. Burch This poem is dedicated to my grandfather, George Edwin Hurt, who died April 4, 1998. Between the prophecies of morning and twilight’s revelations of wonder,......

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