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Short Culvert Poems

Short Culvert Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Culvert by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Culvert by length and keyword.


Premium Member surviving a tornado
windblown giant
turbulent tornado
blazing a sharp path

kicking away cars
rolling whole houses
pure devastation

hiding in culvert
my face in wet claylike mud
i recite prayer
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Categories: culvert, life,
Form: Haiku



Premium Member World War 4-
Renaissance application
Reconnaissance analysis
Execution resolution
Fathom scorn
World War 4

Handsome fashion
Antichrist laughing
Culvert compassion
Resolution disaster
End of the world
World War 4

9/22/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©2019...

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Categories: culvert, allusion, analogy, anger, betrayal, conflict, evil, war,
Form: Free verse
The Smell of a Dead Cat
The smell of a dead cat
Swelling in the culvert
Is stinking rich!

A toxic dose
It lodges in the nose
You pay the bill!

Should the president come
Let him calm
But take him there!

So after Lunch
You have your chance
Listen with your book!

If he says nothing
That is something
Forgive the cat!...

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Categories: culvert, allusion, extended metaphor, pollution,
Form: Imagism
Premium Member Homeless

   Missed the ones
   Not seen
   Sleeping in the culvert
   By the stream

   Sounds carrying
   Rodents scurrying
   The ones not seen
   Furry

   Measuring each tiny step
   Silence thundering on
   Quietly rising
   Carrying on

   Doing what must
   To fit in
   Belong
   Surviving

   The multitude reaching out
   Missing the ones
   Not seen
   Unheard in a silent scream


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© Kim Stone  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: culvert, 11th grade, 12th grade, anger, howl, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
Puberty
A thousand years ago
on a sorrel hill,
arms became wings.

We dream of the room,
the belt's snake sting
given for wrongs we have done.

Now we rise in dreams
to things never expected,
pluck the opalescent shell
of locust
from rain soaked oak.

There is no original sin.

We take the punishment
as our last: arms, legs,
torsos growing by the day--
summer's cool culvert
darkening our tongues,
fleshing a nakedness,
a first breast
appaloosaed in sun....

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© Glen Enloe  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: culvert, childhood, life, time,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Jousting On a Bobcat
You really haven’t lived life fully
Until you’ve raced down a mountain
In the rain
On a muddy, slippery trail
In a Bobcat side-by-side utility vehicle
With a twenty foot long section of twelve inch culvert
Teetering precariously on the vehicle
Trying to hold it under one arm
While attempting to steer with the other
So as to keep the Man
With the quarter million dollar excavator
From sitting around
Waiting on you
At an hourly rate
Higher than you ever dreamed of making....

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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: culvert, adventure,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things