Pinged Poems - Poems about Pinged

...It was the pinging of the phone that awoke him. He noticed it was half four in the morning. Nothing good happened at half four in the morning. He ignored it and tried to go back to sleep. The pho......

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...J.J. sat quietly in the library, Thumbing through a stack of books, looking quite contrary— Jack Be Nimble, Jack Sprat, Little Jack Horner, and Jack and Jill, Sifting through, trying not to make n......

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...In the beginning was the word- and the word was… light darkness dawn promise dusk despair. I was a tempest child a feral cat- alone wild and untamed eyes a jigsaw of shattered chaos. ......

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...A blank stare into nothingness Suddenly I looked up as something caught my eye A very pretty girl saunters in and buys herself a coffee And perches herself cross-legged upon a cleared table in fro......

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...Open and free was Gizelle’s heart. There for the taking, the smacking, the shaking, the breaking. She was an innocent, believing in happily ever after love. She fell in love with the devilishly ha......

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...apricot pinwheel alert pinged against promenade’s action I felt a glorious love for this warning, and a bit of satisfaction marshmallow clouds unusually bleached with angel white paraded in the ba......

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...this sunday morning, there were lesser chirps, faded rays and muffled words. the refrigerator still reads, "happy anniversary", with a photograph of us. the same date, the same face, the......

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...From sunup to sundown it was indeed a weird day; it seemed as if the sun rose wearing dimming shades and as if the wind had been blown off course or locked out. The bold-green leaf trees, hed......

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...The rec was where we dug sandy tunnel dens in danger of collapse.There I fired my catapult on a group of three children some distance away as I hid behind a willow tree not far from the passa......

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...'Poetry' pinged me I shiver and cringe I know what she wants With her probing syringe To prod me with metaphor Simile and eloquent imagery Line, foot, iambic pentameter Assonance, co......

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...>center>SORRY MY DEAR “No ready-meals,” you always said. “The things they put in those; a heart attack waiting to happen.” But you are no longer here and cooking for one seems pointless. ......

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...Who knew? With the triumph of good over evil, With me making a deal with the devil. With the goddess of colour in our favour, WHO KNEW it would cause our strings of heart to defrost in flavour.......

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...Exotic? Lee did not think so He had heard stories, and neurotic was more likely Erotic? He began to laugh, His dendrites pinged with guffaws. She was no more erotic than a virgin butterfly Or s......

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...My eager man bought me a wee thong which I put on to best get along but rubbing bugging attacks soon whacked my fore and aft crack. My pinged pong found his dingdonged thong wrong....

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...A long-lost friend came knocking at our door Phone rang, device pinged; those things came before -- While our friend kept on waiting We were 'communicating' -- Friend up and left -- wouldn'......

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