Rat A Tat Tat Poems - Poems about Rat A Tat Tat

Like a meteor shower Hailing down from heights unknown TRUTH bombs dropping every hour Into a heart where WORD has been sown Opening up new possibilities Unimaginable til now The VOID in every door jam Beckoning rhythm to bow Sorrow and grief want to dance With depression upon the back Swing, two three, jump, and glide Over the dip, missing the crack ...where LOVE embraces...

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When a jackhammer’s outside your door It’s a sound that you cannot ignore. You can’t focus or think And your brain’s on the brink Of a meltdown, like never before. For the rat-a-tat-rat-a-tat noise Is a sound that not merely annoys. It gets under your skin ‘Til it seems like it’s been Always there, as your mind it destroys. Now a city existence has quirks And...

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Rat-a-tat, Rat-a-tat, Rat-a-tat-tat sounds of war, tattered fife, ragged drum In feathered cap, Yankee Doodle went to town where he met a clever man named Madison Wrote up a constitution, though not for everyone rights for whites -- but not for blacks or browns... Now it's 2 1/2 strife-torn centuries later some love the...

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Rat-a-tat-tat, hear the gunshots repeat, children are shooting children in their school. And yet, gun control bills end in defeat; corporate America is no fool. Money matters more than lives; it's a fact; politicians fear the gun lobby's might. And do nothing; when school kids are attacked, except to acknowledge that it isn't right. No show of tears can quell a mother's pain; nor...

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New year,… same drummer….. measuring the distance. 12/29/2018 New Year One Liner Poetry Contest Silent One - Sponsor...

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The typewriters tap, with a rat-a-tat-tat, like a fourth estate rap to provide us the pap (that serves as a snack with a rat-a-tat-tat) in a newspaper scrap crammed with meaningless crap from the editor's yap (spewing flimflamy flak, booming rat-a-tat-tat) after gashing a gap in the daily recap with a snip in a snap- sounding thundery clap crackng rat-a-tat-tat and a rat-a-tat-tat. And the talking heads speak with a...

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Rat a - Tat - Tat; Rat a - Tat- Tat the drums did roll and beat the men in their uniforms how they stood so tall and trim and neat, by ranks and files and squads they stood with weapons, packs and flags the flower of our nation's youth did march to the drummers' beat. Rat a - Tat - Tat;...

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