Rattling Poems - Poems about Rattling

It is night's first light — evening The world thinks through my mind The echoes of a bittersweet day whisper My ears twitch, my heart pricks A pressed edge leans forward Shouldering the offices of the earth A desire to just surmount the hurdles Like an infant falls yet learns to walk The one weary of deferred hope The other elated 'bout a filled...

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With claws like those of a Lioness, Beaks like those of an Eagle and Horns like those of a raging Rhino, All in one entity He looked helplessly as they Swooped on him from from all directions No where to run no where to hide; With...

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The month May had brought the hottest summer early Decided to go to our village cottage. ...

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probing defences the bear at the border growls ~ the west stands ready Written 25th January 2022 ...

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a baby hit a rattler with its rattle the rattler was startled so it rattled the babe loaded a diaper and perfumed the pit viper that's how a babe beat a snake in battle...

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Life’s moving too fast house is trashed Football, cheerleading, band carpooling all over the land From here to there and everywhere look at the roots in my hair Never get it curled seems like it’s all a blur Guess what I overheard doesn’t matter anyway I’m in a rush today Gotta fill the car tonight’s “Dancing with the Stars” He’s at the bar...

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On an azure expanse without prospect or sail the debris of my ship rent asunder from gale as I float, the last salt to endeavor my breath my mates sent to Davey Jone's locker...

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I can't help but wonder, what am I supposed to wonder about? Society has put certain rules into play, that I can seem to wrap my mind around. To think a certain way, to speak a certain way. And to do this with no question about why we are being controlled every single day. So, what does the world...

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Once there was a little redhead Lying on his sweet little bed Suddenly there was a scratching Then his teddy he was snatching Growls, beneath where he was lying With all his might he was trying, Desperately trying to be brave But very soon he'd meet his grave He cringed and pulled up the covers Suddenly starting to hover Violently up, up, up he went He...

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In a blink of an eye a whole year can pass by- and the older I get, makes for sadder regret. Each new calendar page makes me think of my age- for so quickly each flies as I say my goodbyes. Winter turns into spring great to hear the birds sing. In haste, summer days call- then convert into fall. Why is that, I oft ask? I'm retired...

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Ride of the Scarecrow Clan (To: Mittens) She was born in the corn on a cold misty morn, the most beautiful cat on the farm. (I must keep her from coming to harm!) The most beautiful kitty inspired this ditty with whiskers that whisper her charm, wild white whiskers that whisper her charm. But the angels grew jealous, much too overzealous, they...

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A RATTLING RHYME Hannah McCustopha, married to Mustapha, Couldn’t stop chattering, just like her dear Mama. Yat ta ta Ya ta ta, Na ta ta Na ta ta. That was the cause of Ma’s parting from her papa. The feminine side of the family McCustopha, Famous for talking from New York to Omaha. Tourists came just to hear them from near and...

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Punch to the left, punch to the right, Hold nothing back, in a boxing match, Show him no pity, hit him real tight, One in the tummy, punch to dispatch! crowds cheering, coach’s swearing, This is the dream, you worked to win! radio is blaring, bookies screaming, Don’t ease your grip, smash his grin!! His head is bleeding, his eye is black, Quick on...

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STORM ELECTRIC Over there in the hills There’s a flash Giving birth To a sound Like a pulse In the veins of the Earth Echoing From the crags As a drum Beat ahead The condemned On his walk On the morn He would dread Then the fire in the sky As it comes ever close With a crash and a roar Turns a tree Into toast When you walk through...

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Wasted words Wasted words Empty ink Left alone Just to think Once you were Now you’re not Seems that most Have forgot Time you spent On their page Verses read Center stage Curtains drawn Lights are dim Views are gone Comments slim All good things They must end Matters not What you’ve penned Take your thoughts, Stanzas too Go away That means you We don’t care What you write Any day Late at night Poetry for the birds Empty ink Wasted words 3/3/2020 11:43am...

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