Short Assaulting Poems

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

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Assaulting nostrols
Mold take-over?
Fruit, meat stench
Left-overs?!
Toss; breathe again!...

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as you sleep
I slip into your dreams
your heart quickening
as I vacillate through your veins
assaulting every sense
reaching every corner
of your being...

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Men Are Assaulting

Men are the people who are assaulting,
Women and we heard after consulting,
Monster men,
Such a sin;
What happened to women was insulting.

Jim Horn...

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Limerick 1 – The sausage seller

I used to know a sausage seller called Franz 
Who could never resist a dance
But whenever he was waltzing
Mice were assaulting 
And stealing his wurstchen 
Whenever he gave them the chance....

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Drops of rain dripping
Flowing down my sullen face
Blending with my tears

Sweet and salty taste
Drops of rain and tears mingled
Assaulting my lips

With my eyes half closed
I let the tears and the rain
Wash me of my pain...

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Autumn’s light begins to fade
as Winter’s bright white blinds
and attacking winds cascade.
Autumn’s light begins to fade
while winds whip – engage, evade!
Like bitter memories assaulting our minds,
Autumn’s light begins to fade
as Winter’s bright white blinds....

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Silver
     plated
sinew,
assaulting the sky,

         !!!!!!!   Sailfish  !!!!!!
           errupting
    in spray
arching high,

    Blue White
        and 
Bright
in the Florida sun,

          A fisherman's
dream,
      caught in photos
for 
       !!!!! fun!!!!!!...

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Was contemplating high noon
Neither one nor the other

A fulcrum 
that holds up the day

The morning bright
With hope and light

The evening ,as always holds sway


In the brightest light
Shadow will be found

As possibility 
Pours out on the ground

Who will live
to see the day

The sun at high
noon ,it does not say...

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Like in the canvass of memories
that plays all fantastic images,
on my mind,
Death of denial breaks through.
The thread of my tattered quilt,
assaulting the unknown madness of worldly frames
and while in an unforgiving dose of reality
my devouring emotions and
its overwhelming appetite for justice
Caught my madness swoons for mercy...

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The Beginning of man,
Gods great creation ,
The dawn of dominance ,
And expectation ,

The beautiful earth ,
With infinite skies , 
Gods greatest gift ?
Or destruction in disguise ?

For man strives for power ,
Using any means ,
An assaulting nature ,
Of human beings ,

The end will soon be here,
When all beings die , 
Water will stop flowing ,
And darkness will fill the sky....

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Standing on the edge
Looking down into the swirling abyss below
That could be my watery grave
Just a quick step forward
And it would all be over
Leaning forward
Thoughts flooding in
The sound of waves crashing assaulting my ears
It would be so nice
Just to sleep
Sleep and never wake up
Life is so complex
Death is easier, quicker
Less painless
I decide
Take a deep breath
And step back...

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Inwardly mostly content
Outwardly not quite to that extent
Inwardly I don't have to interact with those not like minded
Outwardly I have to see, hear, and feel those the world has blinded.
Inwardly I can assess all that I consume
Outwardly life does t allow that much time or room.
Inwardly I know how I feel and adjust accordingly
Outwardly the emotions hit me so fast almost as if assaulting me....

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Thump, thump, thump,
Like the beat of a heart,
The speakers scream and howl,
As they shake the car apart.

What are those words I hear,
They hide behind the beat,
Assaulting my aural senses,
As you pass me in the street.

Sex and drugs,
Violence and hate,
Strange themes for a song,
That you think is great.

You call this music art,
I just call it rap,
But some have the opinion,
That it’s nothing more than ......

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Faint light
devoured by its own smoke
lost in the robust laughs

Buds wilted
yearning for a breath.
Inflicted pain by its own roots.

Sealing every tear with a smile
assaulting love with lust

sun descends 
enveloped in eternal darkness

the window blindfolds
its journey

the cries 
resonate within 
unheard
and tears glitter 
in the dying light.

seasons come and go 
faces change
Alas! you 
never  revisited....

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Doubts are always hiding/
Inside each of us/
Life is hard/
We will never be rid of it/
Lurking in the back of the mind/
In dormant mode/
Only to be shot forth/
Like a bullet/
To keep assaulting one's mind/
It's hard not to doubt/
With the world we live in/
More people getting more shady/
Everybody leading us to trust issues/
I hate doubting someone/
I guess it's built into us/
For a reason/
Like a type of radar/
For doubts alone/...

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This brutal March wind
that bellows and bullies
tearing through trees, 
and assaulting roofs

as it pounds against 
my window’s glass
and rips away expectations
of long awaited spring

Even as it brings frozen drops 
and sputters of snow
pushing trash cans
scattering life’s remnants

though I am forced to
hide under woolen blankets 
and stir the coals
of hickory logs

I bow to its greatness
and behold the beauty 
of its power...

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Exhausting myself to the end
Only to find I'm right back where I began
I had heard hell was constant
But damnation at twenty wasn't my plan

I have lived stories of falling
Of failing, and assaulting
Resulting in my final escapade
The only thing left
To conclude my legacy
Ensuring none continue the mistakes I've made

I guess the thing about digging yourself into a trench
Regardless of persistence to keep moving forward
You're still in a trench...

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I know like a solvable sum
Every Samson’s riddle bum
Roaming our banal slum
Besides my tricky chum
With his insincere dum-dum–dum!
Not in his favor
His ear- assaulting chewing gum,
A thing to not savor
His disquieting rum…

If not slapping some drum,
Strangers asking where they came from,
Glowering at the seemingly dumb. 
Sometimes, touching tunes does hum 
But with a face decidedly glum
And not infrequently hitting his mum
For recklessly postponing his plum.

....

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On her, my mind eclipsed,
a timebomb ticked in a thimble,
muscles bench-pressed the sky.

Under her, I am a sun warmed lake,
a bucketful of moonlight,
a lamb suckling upon a mother lion.

Our above and below passions
tumbled over and over, until we knew
nothing of up and down.

Fire and tears,
snow melting on hot iron,
the wild laughter of hunting angels.

A reckless love
assaulting time and space,
as if we could break-through,
any notion
of ceilings and floors.
...

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