Plops Poems - Poems about Plops

...Pearl rapids steam cascade haunting canvass a red dawn smoulder to prise sluggish eyelids of zestful bright mood riser who gulps in rapt awestruck spoonfuls of mosaic zone enthralled......

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...My heart is cold. “Time is the healer of hearts” so I’ve been told. With arms crossed, and an open heart. The story unfolds. Before me lies a ditch, one that I lie in. ‘Biggest blessing or bigge......

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...Kublai winter days are slow and steady. He is now my fluffy old boy dog. Sleeps a lot and is somewhat of a loner. Genghis and Sassy follow me always wanting my attention. Not Kublai, I have to pick......

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...pitter patter drips drops and plops blathers blatters splatters sploshes and drips bitter twitter twatters and twaddles, flips and flops chitter chatter babbles clapt......

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...Courage Courage gives us the strength to jump life's gaps But the unknown road to courage has no maps For most it stays locked away somewhere inside They never discover that place wher......

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...These Limericks were written after playing a card game called Poo Pocalypse... don't ask or I'll blame it on Jan...lol History recorded leaders in wars Great men and wome......

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... Just when I'm sure I'm all poem'd out ~ my pen plops a new poem in......

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... The plops of fat drops on wet leaves Light rippling applause of the rain The strengthening breeze in the trees Like the rush of an oncoming train ......

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... *This poem will make more sense to Americans who watched t.v. in the 1970’s TIC TAC TOE the board real tidy. today Tiger would hold together the family photo. how old the queu......

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..."Do you like U2?" she asked. It was an unusually awesome sunrise in Belleville Park. I come here to eat my breakfast on nice days and to take in the scenery before heading to the office. Paris ha......

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... grey clouds like shrouds hover cover wind speed like steed fright'ning lightning thunder sunder cryin' welkin raindrops fat plops muddles puddles pit pat......

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...Month December had brought paddy harvest too. Father was busy in the field for harvesting. I was called to give tea for him and his crew We......

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...AUTUMN WINTER'S SPRING Burnt umber reddish brown bronze Folic tree leaves on the grounds autumn Chestnut smoky topaz Cracklings of fallen autumns spring summer camp fires Springs cri......

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...Emptiness – I have known you perhaps since infancy when I cried so incessantly when my parents put me down to sleep. Was it maybe because I was fearful that some void would swallow me u......

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...Me again: Blue parrots screech hawkers off the streets Where rats and mobile devices scream Insults into the ears of the sewars. Whiskers and teardrops and plops of fun Which dangle relentlessly......

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