Short Acrid Poems

Acrid odors waft
assaulting my senses:
your butt stinks...

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the coffee acrid
the taste bitter in my mouth
ruining my day...

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Tomorrow it says-
why it is hot and acrid?
why smelling blue or red?....

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an acrid swill of wolf's bane
vigorously stirred into tepid lime sweet tea...
tearfully in black stands me.....

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an acrid swill of wolf's bane
vigorously stirred into tepid lime sweet tea...
tearfully in black stands me.....

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It is a cloud laden sky
That cloaks the moon 
As acrid air inside
Chokes too soon
And broken hourglass
Creates sand dune
...

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my sky burns
I smell the acrid smoke
taste the ash on my lips
a thirst unquenched
my skin hot from the heat
my soul singed
my heart incinerates...

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For those who have
an acrid mind,
a bitter mouth,
I offer my creamy verse,
 sweet as delicious ice cream,
addictive as love,
in chocolate form...
help yourself  !...

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Agitators ambush America
anger attacks, abstruse
acquaintances and adversaries acrid
absolutism acolytes abrading
abrogate acrimony
America, arise altogether
amend, amend...

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The Witch’s incantations
Slowly bubbling
Acrid arguments
Denying a truce.

The Warlock’s whispers
Chortling conjecture
Snarling sentiments
Battering a peace.

John G. Lawless
©4/5/2023...

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The Darkness at Noon


Taps -  echo hollowly
over the grey stones,

acrid odor of gunpowder
stings all memory,

flag, creased, folded,
presented.

A last salute.
A darkness at noon.


John G. Lawless
4/22/2014...

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Through quiver of night
setting chill to wintry breeze-
frost and flake drift icily

Acrid is this float -
tapping on windows like knocks
while children pray for sunshine.


11.1.2020
Nette Onclaud Contest--Spin a Sedoka...

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Roaring round roads raucously  
Orally overtly offending operators
Acrid antagonistic adjectives aired
Defiantly daring distracted drivers

Ranting raving railing
Aggravate annoy atrocious
Gregarious gone Goebbels
Exacerbate engage enrage...

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Bloody ravines
Crimson greens
Tumultuous skies
Vacuous eyes
Raucous jubilation
Sonorous ululation
Acrid slanders
Audacious satires
Languid apologies
Acrimonious envies

Man can shrug or guffaw
Makes Gods drop their jaws.

Written 05/07/2016...

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The faux fury has subsided
the acrid smell of pseudo battle
awakens wary sparrows
unsure of the victor
silence does not quell
the hangover
nor daylight erase
the blackout
of whiskey'd warriors
snoring on weeping lawns

John G. Lawless
7/5/2020...

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HURT (Acrid Soul)

Hurt
Lingers
on her tongue.
Lips unable
to adjust. Prayers be-
came her remedy. Lips
slowly moving; causing her
tongue to breathe yet again. In hopes
of not tasting another acrid
soul as he. Now, oft to the next entree.


Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT

05-07-2012...

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We are only trying to help you 
You are surrounded by darkness 
Keep messing around with narcotics 
And you will drown in sadness
Things will disappear bit by bit
The walls are caving in 
The little child needs you in his life 
Your situation appears to be acrid and grim...

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Pictures posed in finest clothes
smiling eyes that tantalize
Words so warm, so sure to charm
yet acrid thoughts are all she's got
Never paired,  her hatred's shared
through missives penned to many men
Stay in your hole, please, bitter troll
or heal your heart, before you start...

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Fireworks and Fireflies

The sounds and smells of war
 jubilation at its end,
blended irony of history.

Acrid stench of gunpowder
choking sound of taps
hover over hallowed ground.

Gallantry’s entombed
silenced in their duty
whisper from the past.


John G. Lawless
7/2/2016...

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Loud crowd surrounding
cheering both for life and death
a cry to appease the Gods
pure entertainment 
for the frenzied mob who seeks
spectacular scenes of sport
death's acrid tang sparks
determination to win
and accept adulation.

TLH  ©  05-24-2012

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And They’re Off

His words
worn sneakers soundlessly
pound the parchment
of life
leaving faint imprint
on passing
flowing
in seemingly effortless
struggle
lost
in the acrid fury
of the starters
pistol.



©12/20/2018

2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 1 Poetry Contest
Mark Toney sponsor...

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And no one kept a tally of the rain and
Drops that fell. 
And the rain falls..
plick      pli.    Ck.      Pli
Ck.
Strobing the asphalt
Counting souls
petrichor turns to acrid urine.
Plickplick          pli
Plickplick pl
Ick
And the rain fell
And no one kept a tally
Of the drops of rain that fell....

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I fly across a lively splendid hallway over to the cross side. 
Stirringly, my body is as yet stored on the acrid, cold ground. 
My weights are lowered, relieving a large burden off my gear.
Alike a shouting newborn,  entirely bare and defenseless.


Written: August 15, 2021...

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While the media loves Donald Trump
His mind is an acrid waste dump
He speaks from his ass
His mouth passes marsh gas
Thus he's known to us as Donald Rump


This idiot/moron was the leading story on the news shows for this Sunday.  This is a total waste of time and is mostly about TV ratings.  Go Bernie Sanders (the Trump antithesis)!!...

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i start awake from acrid dreams
as all my senses meld to one
i taste the bitter ashen air
cremains of lifetimes 
torn asunder...licked by
the devil's sharp tongue
too hot to touch
too painful to see
through tears of disbelief
this nightmare reality
spits and Snaps and SCREAMS
ALL AROUND NOW - DEAR GOD!
WHY HATH THOU FORS....chosen me
........to save?...

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