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Noms Poems - Poems about Noms


I'm being led
...#Im_being_led Invisible chains on my body, shackling my abilities.They said "we are molding you, crafting you, to our own like".They "said I wasn't refined enough". They straining and enforcsing ......

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Categories: noms, africa, baptism, blessing, confusion,
Form: Free verse
Watching a Worm
...The nematode, only oms And then of course, noms And munches, without, really munching much at all. No teeth. Ah. To move in the mulch. a thicket of touch not really knowing where or, ......

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Categories: noms, animal, cute, death, humor,
Form: Free verse



Harpoon Loouey Pseudonym Pen Bukowski Ventral
...Harpoon Loouey - Pseudonym Pen Bukowski although just a pint size Notre Dame hunched quarter back with rock solid state frame Pen (short for pennilessness), a generic cents less......

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Categories: noms, fishing, good night, international,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Translation of Eric Mottram's 1922 Section 1 In Earth Raids 1976 By T Wignesan
...Translation of Eric Mottram’s 1922 Section 1 by T. Wignesan for David Attoe Notre devise pourrait être: ‘que nous nous ne soyons pas envoûtés’ Wittgenstein in Zettel laissez pendre la ......

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Categories: noms, america, culture, earth, word
Form: Free verse
Indelible Indigestible Ineffective Inks Baking a Pie With Mouldy Fruits
...A clicking clock is a sound warden. A stereo monologue of one syllable. Like an om om. But an om is neither an omega nor a nom nom. And nom noms are said to be as righteous as driving around a drive ......

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Categories: noms, adventure, allegory, allusion,
Form: I do not know?



Nom Noms Not Numbers Nor Nautical Nuns
...A rather dashing and exquisitely designed purple weather balloon was racing against a dark grey sofa, a beach towel, a cotton bud and a statue of king Kong the eighth. Across the beaded sky joined by......

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Categories: noms, aubade, blessing,
Form: I do not know?
The Drawn Heart, Smiled At Me With Sap Tears
...The wild hair of the trees lay down on the ground. Others burn up in a blue smoke. The severed branches in small heaps. I saw, in the middle of the sawdust, The pieces of the great plane tree, ......

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Categories: noms, allusion, first love, heart,
Form: Free verse

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