Pulp Poems - Poems about Pulp

...O the taste of the first strawberry, Wake up Marie Gaëlle, smile at me, Your eye shines like a shooting star, Pick the strawberry, crunch the strawberry, Your tongue melts like ice, Your tongue,......Read the rest...

...The golden hues scatter, they age, stepping softly into the twilight, Velvet angels of summer falling, amid leaves seeking the calm of the earth, Gardens of grapes, unripened purple gems, with swee......Read the rest...

...The quarterback did his thing He played ball like he was a king His players didn't step up They played like a young pulp Lost a chance at a Superbowl ring......Read the rest...

...The sky, heavy-laden with curdled black clouds, Burst wide open, and all night long it rained. It pitter-pattered on the panes, And rattling on the slanting roofs. It churned the dry soil to a pu......Read the rest...

...Splattering dried soil upon my face Lying on that bed for a space Space for stars, rainbows, and the moon I plunged my eyes; the sky took me into a room An inch of fumes and smoke filled my lun......Read the rest...

...I find that modern concentration camps are now hygienically focused, fully concentrated upon themselves. There, every glass wall is a two-way mirror for the neatly dressed minds of swamp dwelle......Read the rest...

...Everything Trees They’re shade From the sunshine Shield from the rain Pulp for the paper And wood for whittling They’re body’s For climbing Arms for a swing Markers of time And fr......Read the rest...

...Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat Even as old (dish) married (spooning) curmudgeon, who receives social security disability linkedin with social anxiety) chose the fork less ......Read the rest...

...Font Din Black so u real??? Warning! The following choppy, batty, dopey: elegy = flaky, goofy, history: iffy, jumpy, kooky: loopy, matty, nappy, nippy, sketchy material prone to find the r......Read the rest...

...Drunk is the man, Who gave me the roots of my existence In this harsh, cold and dark world... For instance, He beats up his so-called darling heartbeat To a pulp, saying she's not caring about ......Read the rest...

...Ode to a Tomato Plant You are the green miracle of the earth, the tender stem that holds the red fruit of life. You are the generous gift of the sun, the warm ray that nourishes the sweet pulp of l......Read the rest...

...Down the faithful brick stones he goes with his favorite monkey Spiff through the alley where twilight glints soon turn from pinkish to gold beneath a yawning sun. Bringing forth a new day,......Read the rest...

...Tiny seed slumbering beneath. It Awakens as it spirals out of the soil Bursting through the ground Reaching the sky above It finds itself a giant above the earth. Budlings bloom on its branche......Read the rest...

...I gaze at those fireflies in your butter-sweet eyes that shine, succulent with white lush pulp of love's purity, you hue my wildflower heart with hyacinth, as we twirl like spring-shaded ......Read the rest...

...I’m just a little goby and I swim above the sand I’m glad to live beneath the waves and not upon the land I hear there’s cats and birds up there that love to dine on fish So as a little goby I’m r......Read the rest...