Short Bombarded Poems

Cancel cloudiness pitched unfocused Blackness dark bombarded with the resident complete bleek...

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Poppy scarlet red 
Scars the grey November skies.
Memories bleed still.
Autumns orange craze subdued
By the brown bombarded earth...

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Barrage in a Message Contained in A Decoupage

We had been bombarded by a big barrage',
Seemed so bad that we needed a message',
Saw quirk,
In art work;
Did dispose along with a delicate decoupage'. 

Jim Horn...

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Christopher Columbus’s claims were outlandish.
Queen Isabella was truly upstandish.
The court said he would fall off the edge.
So they bombarded him with mean sledge.
The queen still gave three ships to trycandish....

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Loud
Explosive soundings
Environmental vibration eradicate motion
Bombarded sensory thee volumed
Dropped focused turn down
Ribbed quiet
Silence

12/10/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023...

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Everyday news heard
Palestinian in Gaza City bombarded
Israel claimed land inherited
Baby cries 
Mother shed tears
Many weeps
Never you deceit 
This is a blood tears


Kg. Delima
Kota Kinabalu
January 17, 2009
11:45AM...

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Slams Destroyed Her Head

She was slammed by slam poetry, boo hoo!
Some folks wondered about the hullabaloo.
When bombarded with dread,
Sad thoughts destroyed her head.
Now, she thinks she’s a blithering cuckoo!

© July 17, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen...

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The British in the past
Seemed to have more grit
The Londoners of old
Bombarded in the Blitz
Shook their fists in defiance
Such were the plucky Brits
People alive today
Would never stand for it
They’d shout about human rights
And probably serve a writ...

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Endless nightmares I see
Falling down with gravity 
Paralysed so I can’t move
I am bombarded with what I won’t choose

Restlessly I struggle to wake
Crying out to avoid my fate
Now awake my heart is racing
Will my sleep be now forsaken.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Big and bold, bombarded with color,
there is an explosion like no other,
bright and frisky,
dull and deluded,
grey and murky not included.

Reds and pinks,
purples and blues,
go great in blocks of twos or threes,
I must fall to my knees,
to try escape the smoke and breeze....

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I am bombarded from work,
Plus a bad dream
Want to chill first then get up.
Can't put it in details,
But it’s a fear drawn from my thoughts for a long time now,
Then actually felt and seen it in my dream.
An emotional battle that I know from the start,
I have no chance of winning....

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Incinerate all vacant lust
Fishtailing the mind
In an orgasm of energy

Finite thought turbulent
Expressions broken from their jaw
Antsy minds recoil in pain

Our mutant lives disintegrate
Against a streaming bed of action
Bombarded by the sun

We wake resilient
Floating from this wayward skin...

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Bombarded with news on gender and race
   Life inches along at a furious pace
We weep and we cry as our children die
   Taxes go up and politicians lie...

Technology booms and promises much
   Yet folks are unhappy and out of touch
The future seems bleak -- the same, only more
   ~ I've got a novel idea: Let's end all war...

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I’m a bit tangled
My empty state
The scope of this job
Goes beyond like a plane

Series of works,
Bombarded schedule,
Flowing sweat,
Filled my container

Just got the thought
When I twisted my feet
Jumped over the poles
While wearing the fleet.

Suppose to wear
Eyeglasses of knowledge
Not these red shoes
I’m so unprepared....

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Motherhood is good
Yet I feel suffocated in it's daily hood
Choked by chores 
Burden by it's routines
Bombarded by everyday responsibilities
Motherhood is hard
Yet it makes me glad
The smiles I see
The hugs I receive
The children I bear
The children I rear
Motherhood is the evidence that love will last
It's what I call the tremendous blast...

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As I look back over my life and visit memory lane,
I’m bombarded with a lot of melancholy dreams.
I find that I never really reached my potential,
I’ve had a lot of almost ‘s but not quite there.
What is a girl to do? Just give up on dreams?
I think not, I will keep dreaming because I 
believe dreams really do come true no matter what.



9-1-2017
Alexis Y....

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Agnostic me the Atheist –
the devil’s advocate.
No worship, church or being blessed;
No feeling for religious hate.

Bombarded by the hands of God,
for vacuum must be filled,
so every faith does seek my nod
to have their oath instilled.

But God and Godless are not foes
that snarl across the land.
It is two faiths where hatred grows
beyond a line drawn in the sand....

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There once was a garden in Thomaston
But all the hidden flaws show now in sun
     Bombarded by winter cold
     Delicate Easter dress bold
Became frozen, tattered, falling undone

Now that lovely garden in Thomaston
Back in early spring's golden rays of sun
      Rose blooms, tulips open tips
      Flawless are flowers no thrips
Remember Rose Trellis_ love's embrace spun...

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<                                 once were twin towers on horizon
                                   bombarded by Al Qaeda what sin
                                   then came many heros
                                   lost too at ground zero
                                   America's flag still flew in wind




In Loving Memory To Those Lost
On 911 R.I.P. You Are Not Forgotten...

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I am blessed beyond measure 
no comparison to be made.
My Heavenly Father has bombarded me with grace 
Each morning His mercies are new,
I am blessed beyond measure ,and I will continue to be .
I am blessed beyond measure .
No remorse or regret ,
The Savior has shown mercy,and makes me glad.
Unconditional and irrational is His love towards me.
I am blessed beyond measure, and i will continue to be ....

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Jupiter is our Guardian Angel most definitely.
We would not be here today if not for she.
Jupiter is bombarded by asteroids continuously,
which would have hit our planet Earth so devastatingly.
She's still protecting us to this very day
taking on massive asteroids that would have otherwise come our way.
Life on our planet would have never begun
if not for the protection of Jupiter, the fifth planet from the Sun....

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in hot water up to my neck
bombarded by bubbles and jets
Enjoying existence
With little resistance
As moonlight is shining through trees
So brightly I’m going to sneeze
They laugh at my plight
Devoid of their leaves
And dance in my sight
Reflecting in silvery light
To the music of November night
Troubles are bubbled away
As I float in the end of the day
With only the devil to pay
But later and in my own way...

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I can't go in our room
It's empty
and full of things you discarded
cigarette butts, phone numbers without names
lonely things not shared but bombarded
so I shut the door
like I shut out your leavin me
that door, it just keeps talkin
might as well paint that door red
I'm thinkin bout puttin my shoes on
remember? with the big, clunky heels?
I'm thinkin bout kickin that damn door in
JUST TO SEE HOW IT FEELS


Hah! Kimmy...

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With books in one hand, feeling very dilly,
and in the other an umbrella when it rained...
I waited for the train going to the city;
not enough time to talk, but they understood.
Seeing the Campanian landscape offered joy,
so the Romans called it the Happy Land,
but Mussolini's reign made it a sad one:
buildings bombarded, lives lost...harmony gone!



Entered in nette oncloud's contest
" A Moment In Another Time "
Written by Andrew Crisci...

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December 22/2018
Written: by Miracle Man

I'm anxious and depressed by some hurts I remember,
Bad memories always make this month no cinch.
Each year when it comes to the month of December,
I'm sure some might think I'm just an old Grinch.

I'm bombarded by phone from those with a need,
Some knock on my door thinking I surely can.
I get many letters in which charity's seem to plead,
I want to help everyone but I'm just one man.
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