Powder Poems - Poems about Powder

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I'm fondly reminded of touring Europe our housing quarters and daycare i worked were under planned attacks blessing the attack meant for women and children would strike celebration of black September the attacked touched down in Beruit instead my two daughter's and i were rushed on a CIA Chinook returned to America many blessings turns...

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Stepping to the plate, he stood at four foot eight. Sixty-seven pounds, that was the batter's weight. You probably wouldn't think to look at this punk, that his club held a punch, as to bat, he slunk. Mister Monninger shouted a curious phrase - "powder river." To the hitter, it conveys a sense...

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I tried to smoke away the pain, Rolled it into a blunt and lit it. I breathe it all in to feel something, I blow out to release the suffering. Too anxious for my own good, I pop a pill every now and then. The pills stop me from overthinking, They give me a moment of peace. I wish I could turn my...

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Just about a mile outside pyrite town there's black powder mountain, forever looking down. It has a grizzly disposition and a couple veins of mean lightning licks the summit at every opportunity. Some went up to tame it and vanished like a dream some say they saw the ghost of an old Chickasaw chief. One night, a 90-proof bet got...

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Powder blue. Postman Raleigh frame, Wheels that were thin and far from de rigeur at the time. An ode to the horrors of Shelly with its salvaged parts, None matching saddle and outmoded bell. Smooth plastic pedals. A Gift. Not as I had dreamt, Mag wheels with fat all terrain tyres for grip. A torrid lean toward machismo and impressive stunts, A mode of movement,...

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To see one is rare but to buy one is obscene. A tall snob. She casts frowns from under her gables. He, the new owner, is in the cellar to clean Dusting and throwing out boxes without labels. Can a house resent an owner from the new school? Can its wood sigh with grief from the change to a room? Can...

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Running fast, the most beautiful of bullets. Sarcastic but always classy. The lights are up now, I bid you adieu'. Thanks for the memories and the ever present inspiration, seeing so much love It is for you. Nothing hurts now but our hearts, but like the brilliant, flash of energy you were, you never quit looking out for me , nor I...

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Grayanotoxins affect both cardiovascular and respiratory systems. Symptoms include a burning sensation in the mouth and pharynx, anoxia, salivation, emesis, muscular weakness, dimness of vision and bradycardia followed by severe hypotension, respiratory paralysis, coma, and death. Note.(supari killer goli ya Teka)...

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that's when everything fell apart that intelligence has harmed us, repeatedly failing in these matters which are like immense runaway trucks, reaching trees clouds castles and the naivety of colorful fantasies. now is a time of dusty feelings, of masks to mask the masks and there's nothing about you that I can't find in supermarkets. there is always a way out said the mouse, entering the...

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talcum powder was almost the death of me it was bathroom winter elegantly scented blinded by the dusty seductress, and i ache to bathe again then cocoa shea hit me like an odd sort of heat there were so many bumpy roads and dead skin cells there were so many speed traps and balled up and torn up tickets what should...

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there is this exact space into which every thought fits in its proper fold you bend all over keeping them aligned by the groove trim and smooth and flatten the thickness and then molds everything to reduce the size you write on top of the box the name putting the meaning inside then tie it with a sash and put it on the shelf just open...

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Go away, Today, You have overstayed your stay. You think you're tough, We've had enough it's been rough, It's time to go. Go now, We can't allow This bedlam to last, You've had your day, Just vanish, we say Be a memory of our past. Shove off!! Oh! you've acquired a cough, From someone you infected. How do you feel? Do you feel ill? Has Human breath been detected, A virus in...

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Where’s the paid watcher of my Jerry can And who the hell just bounded it off, My face now a hotter frying pan, Never to learn how to absorb a bluff? Lame excuses I don’t fail a wheel chair And their givers try to not spare: These days’ lies changed like robes By lips doubly sure no listener probes... Because kerosene is...

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dust of poetry remnants abandoned feelings lost treasure of love...

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