Rumble Poems - Poems about Rumble

During the famous Des Moines rumble Sixteen boys landed in a giant jumble No one bragged for they were horribly humble Soccer ball was lost in this mad fumble...

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Donald Trump's bombastic grin Stares outward, a challenge within "Get ready to rumble," he declares bold As his ego clashes, the world grows cold © daniel miltz...

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It's me versus me Not against anyone It's my present against my past Not against the world It's my angel against my demons Not against them demons So I can only align with what's uplifting. Patiently fighting Fighting until I triumph Fighting against my lower self Empowering my higher self So I can thrive with grace Not disgrace Giving more than I take. It's me against...

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Softly murmuring, the river’s raspy voice Settles my soul with its rumbling choice, Rustling quietly beneath a glowing moon, Splattered by the sound of the river’s rejoice Light trickles from stars who’re strewn Across flirty skies where dreamers swoon, Leaving the heart full, moaning its needs, While witnesses tell tales much like cartoons Roaring rapids reveal what the mind reads, In stories of crashing...

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It's been a long time since the cicadas rumbled. History books say 'twas eighteen hundred and three When war struck the trees where bees sometimes bumbled. The seventeen and thirteen boys couldn't agree. The horror of those days can't be told in rhyme, But that war to end wars, we may again see. I tell you children that it's once again...

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Written: March 2nd, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wingbeats on warm whisper wavelength wasteland, waves of wasabi writhe with wilting, whimpering, witless wring whirls and willows whimsically wave. Emerald pride waves over meadows, Venetian Barcarole flails and whizz viridian desires dance onto dales, Eurydice weeps...

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I remember the rumble It seemed so distant at first, a whisper in this urban jungle No one seemed to notice it There was no proof,no broken glass, no fires lit I remember the sound of it It was like a earthquake that moved the entire continent of consciousness While keeping everything in place Our morals and ethics drifted further away As...

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Be brave my lads. It's time to rumble Jump into battle but beware the tumble. Stay on your toes or you might stumble. Getting lost will make your owner grumble. Once you're all inside the enemy's lair cling to each other so you remain a pair. There are only two of you - none to spare, but don't be afraid when he...

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Characters in action Talents in multiplication Shapes and sizes of many version Skills on display with tension Over the top ropes one would gape Under the ropes one can escape Apron of thick mattress Arena of countless matches Highlighted are dressed to kill Fronting the crowd that fill Seats of spectators that cheer Feats of competitors, not jeer Matches roll with blunder Rumbling and grappling like thunder Crutches and...

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The buildings fell one by one Rumble rumble To the death came all so many Rumble rumble But the spirit of the remaining came to rescue Saving lives An earthquake can only do so much harm Even if it's disastrous The will of the people will rise...

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Bell rings Two kings Tap gloves No love Attack Hard smack Right hook Well took Left jab Ribs stab Backhand Just lands Sly one Head spun Elbows Who knows Eight round Astounds Heads clash Blood splash South paw Breaks jaw Crowd shout Knockout Countdown Lost crown Arm raised God praised A Brian Strand PREMIERE Poetry Contest Checked how many syllables 27/05/20...

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stroking black velvet until her tiny rumble . . . becomes a huge purr April 6, 2022 for Robert James Liguori's Black Cat Haiku Poetry Contest...

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Firing the raging forces of chemical warfare in every cylinder Upon collision of these particles An offspring of mechanical movement is born from the rigours of combustion It has strokes for a pulse It eclipses shyly over the tar of the freeway I was told on it's fourth It moves. Today I'm petrified by the rumble of engine and metal A...

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Patrolling the jungle, testosterone surging, muscles finely tuned He stumbles upon Jane swimming naked, in an open lagoon This handsome stallion stopped dead, beside waters edge Me Tarzan, she just smiles,...

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stillness of early dawn in the quiet of my heart serenity gently stirs as strength builds from within confidence a rich reward while recognizing the calm before the storm AP: 3rd place 2020 Submitted on October 20, 2020 for contest COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (30) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST...

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