Scalped Poems - Poems about Scalped

... I was sipping tea, so calm, so sweet, Charts were clean, no sign of heat. NY session, chill as can be, Then—BOOM!—the news comes straight for me: “Trump is back, and he's not done— More tari......

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...April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift into the empyrean realm joining the rank and fil......

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... High on remote cliffs, wildflowers huddle between wind scalped boulders, heads kept down, their roots weaved into crevices where a little soil has been won from rain wash and wear. The......

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...I write the saddest things just to see if I feel. This is real Depression Repression The world holds us back Words on the attack My imagination does not lack Love hate Different aspects o......

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...The cowboys always won The Indians always lost I yearned to see a cowboy with an arrow through his chest But then I read a story 'bout a cowboy who'd been scalped ......

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...Non labor (relations) day September 1st, 2023 poem Aye dream of Genie (as a lad din) Schwenksville, Pennsylvania - keystone state abbreviated as Pea Yay, this stupid non huge poem deployed cou......

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...Inspired by a storyline from a show. The Native American tribal culture is beautiful. This is written in honour of their Light. Death of a warrior By Michelle Morris 11/08/2023 Lay me down ......

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...what’s my sign what a fool ‘kick my behind’ they thought me a tool scalped by the scalpel forsooth the sore truth the eyesore galoot the prophecy foretold a......

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...Once a pawn a time within castellated bishopric We purchased 2020 Hyundai Elantra at Enterprise Car Rental 1207 West Ridge Pike Conshohocken, Pennsylvania 19428 April thirteenth two thousand t......

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...castaway we use words to stay on the surface beneath each word we find the emptiness of the sea, comforting when we reach the Mundus point, at will the blood flows like a waterfall as if ha......

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...Time is of the essence, when I get my hair cut, Impatiently waiting in turn, gives me dandruff, Barber’s damn slow, chatting, making small talk Oh hurry up man, I’m in need of a new Mohawk Th......

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...Ghost Santa Stealth came upon a dead night dreary, His intention was madness and I was quite weary He took bits of my mind, but not in the usual way He chomped it out of my fleshy brain dendrite ......

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...We kids from the fifties were always dressed as cowboys or cowgirls. Our TV shows in black and white included guns, bullets and horses. The men were the shooters, the women helpless, Indians died a......

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...I walk the streets of heaven all alone blinded by the alabaster GOLD searching for the God of endless names. The streets are empty under quarantine the clouds all closed no angels in the flu......

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...A cow is goaded roughly, into a big steel box, Eyes bulging from sockets, nose puffing snot, Butcher pulls a lever, trapping its head tight, Takes out big heavy pistol, aims it right, Presses it ......

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