Muttered Poems - Poems about Muttered

... Old Mr. Johnson, with broom in one hand, Told his sweet granddaughter, “Sleep, not grandstand!” Her room was empty, the air grew cold— Only the Ouija sat silent and bold. He muttered an......

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...For the favor you did but never let me forget, for the “no pressure” laced with regret. for every “no big deal” that came with fine print, I paid with a thank you, and smiled like a flint. For......

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... Written: June 16, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh Quote: "I long to escape the prison of my ego and lose myself in the mountains and the desert..." By Rumi ......

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...A plethora of complex verbiage clogs and clutters solemn university tombs, gem-encrusted sequestered vaults impervious on mountain peak percentage practical basis, when express benevolence enj......

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... Written: June 11, 2025, for contest: Sponsored by: Constance La France Quote: "When you seek love with all your heart, you shall find its echoes in the universe." By Rumi ......

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...I was crazy enough to give her a daisy Well, a bunch of daisies Purchased on a whim Y’know, hey she might like these Not knowing the power of the devilish daisies I muttered something like “I......

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...He rose not on wings of silence, But engines forged in fire— Steel dreams and starlit visions, A man whom gods admire. Elon, the Architect of Futures, Builder of wheels and sky, Touched the m......

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...Mary Fletcher was prime minister in olde England, like fondest memory, Of days when the twilight stood still, with silver moon, floating on sea. Mary Fletcher was capable and caring, to t......

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...They sat and they stared straight ahead Absorbing each word that I said Angelic and silent, no whispered abuse No Alpha I felt I should dread The lunch bell was rung and their heads turned as o......

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... —Blackout. \ rewind \\ 9pm, my messy curls sizzled as chemicals flow down the drain— raven, to matte pu......

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...A night in fragments— Breath reeked mildewed regrets, and static collided behind my eyes. I tasted shattered neon, sipping cheap club gin. Even alcohol can’t silence the poet— I mock her per......

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...“I like it; go get it and stand it right there.” The ‘It’ was a concrete bird bath It was heavy as hell; about all I could bear I struggled… my wife had a laugh She’d seen it online; it was sel......

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..."Careful with the ethanol," Said a fume of whisper hush. As a thundered bolt and fire ball, Engorged the moment with a rush. The itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny, yellow polka-dot martini, Lit my boke......

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...your countless lies leave a sour taste on my tongue “i love you” you claim yet it’s muttered using all of the air in your lungs your breathing stops and you have nothing left to give yet i ca......

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...I dreamed I was in Café Terrace with Toulouse-Lautrec. We were downing glass after glass of orange triple sec. And quite drunk, he muttered something that shocked me so ~ he insinuated he'd eaten ......

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