Phlegm Poems - Poems about Phlegm

...Night Labor by Michael R. Burch for Rachel Corrie Tonight we keep the flame alive; we keep the candle lit. We burn bright incense in your name and swear we’ll not forget— your innocence, y......Read the rest...

... Sunrise and already the water is being seared with a glow as if under a grill. You can feel the heat building in the morning air, the sand still warm from yesterday. The tide has left......Read the rest...

...The Cloud of Abyss It was a perfect day, cobalt sky and azure, glittering sea when the stygian clouds from the east came the lord of war had spat phlegm, spraying us with horror Inside this mon......Read the rest...

...The top flips easily back flip-top access to a phlegm-filled hack blackened teeth and rancid breath the smoker’s path to a breathless death. ......Read the rest...

...January 13th 2024 - Happy Lxv-th birthday Matthew Scott Harris date of conception:? ~ Late March – mid April 1958. date of parturition: January xiii, mcmlix. date of expiration:? January i, emi......Read the rest...

...Guess who I saw today, A little girl! When I saw her, I smiled because I remembered you, I remembered you, my younger me. I was told that you were born many years ago, I really wished I could......Read the rest...

... (Probably more a short story than free verse In any case it’s true, seen through my eyes as a child) He was a heavy smoker sat by the fire Coughing and wheezing hacking up phlegm spitting......Read the rest...

...Where The Grass Don't Grow The historical record bared to see In worn-torn pages, undecipherable. And I’m to believe that this sum total Will explain everything you say to me, Mixed w......Read the rest...

...WILD IS THE TALE OF THE WEST Wild is the tale of the West, Wicked foe put a living soul to rest. Wasted woes was what we witnessed. Held by the hair, he used her head to get a head while h......Read the rest...

...Encomium for cumulative collection of trash The pyromaniac within yours truly beckons sacrificial ritual mine burning (man's) sacred plastic bags of rubbish (comprised of: hairs combed, ditto......Read the rest...

...Let us make man in Our Image and God responded, then we must make him strong and healthy, respectful and kind, blind to color that is not of the fields and sky, let not his own varied pigments, ......Read the rest...

...You end up Enjoying and loving it so much You are willing to Scratch away And lick at it Like Catnip Chocking you on furr ball's Stuck permanently in your throat Like the wo......Read the rest...

...Two streaks mark my week, Claw at my lungs, skies look bleak, Cast me down a viral inferno! Fahrenheit 105 but without the yellow Fever and dilemmas poison my bones Echoes of madness within th......Read the rest...

...All of us are on a journey and the answers are unspoken" Quote by _Constance La France As long as he could remember he wanted to travel the w......Read the rest...

...and under a starless ceiling the fumes flood in like plumes of breath in February-frosted air fusty flu fumes gas fumes though there is no flue just phlegm tar-sticky in snow-stung lu......Read the rest...