Pitchforks Poems - Poems about Pitchforks

... We came not for conquest, but for containment— though conquest is what happens when containment itches beneath the skin like sulfur spores in a sealed lung. They had the secret. Not gold, n......

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... they show up at 2:37 a.m. not with pitchforks, but with your mother’s voice, your boss’s smirk, the girl who left in '89. they don’t knock. they seep in through the cracks— in the plaster,......

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...The Real Monsters We are afraid of fire breathing dragons and scaly lizards. Things that go bump in the night. Shadow creatures who live under our beds and in our closets. Yeti and Big Foot. Pa......

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...Ashen faced Prometheus aghast at inferno gone awry Whether arsonist at fault or confluence of ripe conditions triggering perfect firestorm, the titan of fire beside himself with misery, though......

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...The Angels have gone Only devils are left Clouds die infested With fire beset Pitchforks are glowing Coal burning the harps Grace lost in the smoke Tomorrow — is dark (Dreamsleep......

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...to rain on someone's parade ~ is spoil ruin someone's fun joy happiness saving for rainy days ~ are when good turned bad and you're ready for it raincheck ~ simplify's life sc......

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... If I so much as to disappear The demons will go back to their fiery tower And let me rest in my harmony The butterflies will celebrate in flight That the gangstalking evil which I fe......

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...Never took illegal drugs but now I am loaded with prescriptions Did eat a mountain of sugary sweets and gulped an ocean of soda Never used tobacco or liked the smell and taste of alcohol Don't kno......

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...I am the spirit, That lives in the hearts of those, Who still see value in keeping strong communities Where good deeds are never spoken of, As they are so woven into the fabric of daily life, Th......

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...music to kids ears Pete carried on with his flute without parental consent his larynx engaged as his footprints leave their clues there would be scars over soot townsfolk grab pitchforks m......

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...It's because of the bacon. Yeah, it looks good on the menu, sitting there at the rim of the plate. Glistening. Archetypally ridged and ruffled. Positioned perfectly next to the eggs over easy, the......

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... I am a believer in angels, though not the picture-book kind with wings and harps. Such angelic accoutrements seem as nonsensical to me as devils sporting horns and carrying pitchforks. ......

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...I’ve brewed so many potions still you are I’ve made elixirs from hydrogen to quiet you Nothing I do is a cure for my lonesome electron We all have a voice spinning around in our heads Are yours ......

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... "Simply Put, Touched" Simply put, nothing is ever truly simple from the get-go the process is complex Love or not in between the middle road of bla......

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...With pitchforks and torches they rode through the night, their goal was Milton Creek, by dawns early light. A surprise attack was what they had foreseen, led by the infamous, lollipop queen. Wi......

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