Rough Poems - Poems about Rough

Hello, Hello, just a shadow In a rat race on game show it’s a rat race on a circus show Just a game for the cat chase, In a rat race against the cat chase In this circus show On my tiptoe, for Romeo Under the mistletoe But the lifeguard let go Manifesto I'm in denial I'm in denial Hunted by a crocodile I'm swimming idle I'm swimming...

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My skin is not smooth—it is a landscape, creased and rough, folded like a well-traveled map. The curve of my neck cradles the sun, even when the sky is gray and distant. The scar on my knee is where I learned gravity, There I remember how my knees sought answers and bruised against silence, The faded marks on my...

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A cyborg named Murphy, quite tough, Said, "Your crimes? That's enough, bloody guff!" With his metal-clad thigh, He'd make villains all cry, Then ask, "Would you like some hand-cuffed... cuff? ©bfa031925 ...

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what will have been rough surely had been with much stuff tending to be tough How about that Horn Hilarious Haiku....

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She felt she was in the minor league Not quite brilliant or pretty enough Her therapist had to triple dig To learn her childhood had been extremely rough...

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Originally published in Out on a Limb, an Anthology for Friends June 2020 Little dogs, To show how “big” they are, Growl and snap in a mean gruff bluff; And “little men,” Yell and beat their chests and their wives To prove they’re big, rough, tough. But when truly formidable challenges Finally come their way, Three guesses. Who’s first to run, And which dog has his...

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down wolf sans lust close pack a mask white fang something its crown her howl pawprints skirmish no lies eyes try imprint your edge cry done in love Alpha laughter...

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Rough cut pieces of wood bearing many splinters, they shall be a portal through which all sin enters, blood soaked nails being constantly driven, one set of nails that will have a story written, from a sapling these pieces of wood were chosen, a destination to end stained a color of rosen, part of history that will never be forgotten, a mark...

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Stay away from a rough-skinned newt Their poison skin is deadly, it will make you toot. Better to linger near an angry bandicoot. Or go to Sam’s house and watch him play his flute. If the newt comes near you, run off and hide. His poison skin is deadlier than cyanide....

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Loud and Rough Voices Effects normal peoples’ loud and rough voices have on me are: my eyeballs turn round and round, my nose stretches, farts, my lips turn into batteries.Too my chin sticks out far far far, (bugs use it as a slippering dip).My kneecaps, well, slur. My chest hairs, well, alight, and my coat racks ignore...

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Not everything that is rough is bad And soft is good Remember the roughness of the grate is useful While the softness of the moss Can bring you down....

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I like it rough, 'cause I am tough. It's never enough, keep playing rough....

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It's A dreary day The storm subsides The skies traced my soul Rain's twisting thought Pouring down - Oblivious! The disturbance of thunder Quite quaint? It bellars Trust in words- We say Blue skies - Beauteous Lightening with alibis Raindrops A flurry Time is of essence - darkness caught Indeed yet A wonder Clouds histerea falters And yet- the storm fought ...

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I set out on a journey to circle the galaxy And tour the length and breadth of the sea It is the journey that I dreamed of when I was a child To see the world in a sail boat and stay afloat I am always seeking for deeper meaning in the contours of everything and I love to explore...

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My mind is stripped of crippling inhibitions It rummages, unfettered with mundane thoughts delving along beveled edges of a distorted mirror as though it sees inside my sutured heart In its scarred reflection is a sanguine painting An original piece of bloody abstract art In translucent shadows shades of red interlace, light and dark revealing with candid strokes the sad validities of stresses in...

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