Ricocheted Poems - Poems about Ricocheted

...Through an opal window I saw a cloud, changing colors from blue to orange to red, like a burning fire. I was swept off my feet, floating on a bridge between this world and the next. My body no......

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...I watched as silence danced with shadows, Playing the melody sung by my mind. Its blanket covered the darkness— broken only by a ray of light through a crack in the cave wall. I groped through ......

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...{"We don’t run away, we cannot run away from our demons; the very ones that plague us with our history, reminisce on our backstories and they, Judge. Judge, adjudicate us by it, Convict us of a ......

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...How dare they take the words from Your mouth and the nails from Your hands and pass them off as from their own flesh and blood. They, who never bled a single drop in the name of others, have cr......

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...How dare they take the words from Your mouth and the nails from Your hands and pass them off as from their own flesh and blood. They, who never bled a single drop in the name of others, have cr......

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...I heard a wind breezing in my ear It took me to a time when I was young I saw an willow tree bending with the wind It took me to a time when thousand tears were shade Every pain felt like a blad......

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...bizarre stuff in fact, she'd never visited a golf course before in fact, as i took my daughter to the clubhouse toilet i held the door open for her the contents of the coffee was all over t......

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... He ran around shooting unsuspecting souls with his golden tip arrows and one perfectly bent, Port Orford Cedar bow. Wearing nothing but a diaper and a silly grin he aimed, shut one eye then Wh......

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... We walk the earth as lords of all only judeo-christian types of course We crush the weak and heed no call history is written by the winners We think ourselves the smartest rac......

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...We found the smoking gun but we wouldn’t tell a soul The you that I would tell everything to Left me sinning and spinning in my own cave of exulansis, on my own island of impending radical forgi......

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...It's the residue from the gunshot that you aimed right for my heart. See it ricocheted, backfired, meaning another false start… A reissue of rhetoric accost the poet's you adore, so if acceptance......

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...Ronald Rump reasonably roasted Remarkable – recourse retaining rickety rambling reverence regarding “r.” Ronald Rump repugnant racist republican reviled - rickettsia re:itch ruler. Rap......

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...Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag. I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine, and came acro......

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...at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School As a Halloween costume, one year during early grade school, my father got the brilliant idea for his sole son to be dressed with one of a kind getup.......

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...Flightless Birds Trapped In A Gilded Cage. . Fledgling innocents incarcerated in a gilded ornate cage Budding pretty flowers Within the blossoming of youth Of tender sensitive age . Born int......

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