Scrapping Poems - Poems about Scrapping

...the sharp cry of metal scrapping flint sets you ablaze, combustion, turning oxygen and nicotine into ash in my mouth, I want to kiss you my dear, I want to breath you in and fill my lungs to the b......

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...Donald was born in a tough family It was beyond tough love, it was violent He learned to put up his dukes before he was two always getting struck down hard by a brother He had six of them and the......

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...WHEN SUMMER IS GONE There’s a pause, when Summer is gone With autumn trying its very best to please Winter is always there, hiding in the wings To formalise the end of the four seasons As if u......

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... Whoosh! Swish! Clang! It's the six o'clock kitchen band! Whoosh of paper towels off the roll. Swish as broom threads brush the floor. Clang as pots put on to boil! ......

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...My stomach wants to be slim, pure, empty, Yet the phrase “dinner is ready!” Never fails to tempt me. Suck it up and puke it out. The porcelain bowl filled to the brim, Every time hunger comes,......

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...The emptying was torture Like a queen bee on the back porch Easy to avoid, ignore No need to go out those french doors Another route to necessity Eliminating the need of more ...then came th......

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...arteries clogged, caught in a shadow box like a mime; minding my business is hard. mining out creativity and treasures blocked. can’t breathe, parenthesis only lets out hot air. i can’t let dow......

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...I snap into the sky and see, The sparkling cityscape. I zap awake. Stumbling once again. Stumped once again. Adjusting to the alley that was once a speck of scenery. The lights aren......

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...Written 19 November 2023 No. 1259 New Poems Only Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Stand A Land Where East Meets the West In a world where......

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...Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like had I been born as one of the lucky in life. I question how much different my life would be If I had been born into wealth or high society Wo......

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...There was a Ringer in the Basalt, Tiger Davis was his name As an acrobatic stockman, he was gifted with some fame On the station quite a hero, but a maniac in town He didn't win too many, but a fi......

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... Cotton Candy Couplets Miracle Man 1/14/2022 Back in the day when suckers cost a penny, money was scarce and this kid hadn’t any. But “scrapping bolls” one fall, the job I found, a......

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...They are aware. Mountains have eyes and ears two by two. Sky-scrapping above everything. They see they hear, yet they stay quiet. Simply be aware.......

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...Tuxedo Tom was a man who was insanely debonair. Straight out of GQ, he had a manly, handsome flare. The kitties in the alley were giddy beyond compare When they smelled a whiff of Tom in the cool ......

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...Time to go shopping for ideas I'm desperate, anything will do The slightest notion, the tiniest point Without fresh oil, this brain to anoint I may have to get rid of this joint Why, tha......

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