Short Deathblow Poems
Short Deathblow Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Deathblow by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Deathblow by length and keyword.
February 2
When Chucky Groundhog comes above,
He's looking for a lady love.
If he sees shadow,
It is spring's deathblow.
For six long weeks, winter won't move....
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Categories:
deathblow, funny,
Form:
Limerick
Old Time Radio
Old Time Radio and dramatic shows
Without the visuals, emphasized the audio
Music to assist
The passion of a kiss
Or your mind envisions a deathblow...
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Categories:
deathblow, sound,
Form:
Limerick
Requiem of the Rising Sun: April 6
The giant’s eyes have closed.
Guards stand ready to deal the deathblow.
A hush—
The cheering crowd remembers
It’s not over until the last breath escapes....
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Categories:
deathblow, natural disasters
Form:
Free verse
Indian Giver of Life
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The Indian Healer gathered willow
Dried medicinal bark like dried tallow
When fever came to the camp
Small dose when with fever damp
Relieves many of tribe from the deathblow...
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Categories:
deathblow, education, life, native american, nature
Form:
Limerick
Dill Pickle Hated Blue Cheese
Dill pickle hated him so
Because he stank badly
Dill pickle screamed just go
Blue cheese wept thus sadly
When I leave the fridg, bro
I'll stink ever much mo
Dill pickle grew older
Fermenting like a bozo
Then opening his holder
A stink scent deathblow...
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Categories:
deathblow, funny,
Form:
Quintain (English)
When the Moon Moves Rondine
When the Moon moves out of sight slow
it stages a nightmarish dream;
Your pulse jumps inside your bloodstream
with an irrational tempo;
Smiling like a jester although
you can hear every silent scream
when the Moon moves;
Closing your eyes is a deathblow
suffocated by the extreme;
With a blood curtailing moonbeam
can you truly trust your shadow
when the Moon moves?...
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Categories:
deathblow, emotions, feelings, horror, moon,
Form:
Other
Perversion By Ron Porter
Perversion.? ?Hidden deep inside
it roils and coils?; ?wrestles and writhes
screams,? ?gnashes,? ?gnaws and cries;
longing to tear the wings from flies
No volition to kill-? ?not the aim.
Rather,? ?to punish,? ?is the game.
Ignore deathblow,? ?purpose to maim;
in the wake,? ?leave broken and lame.
Pain persitent, ?it seeks to bring.
Perversion.! ?Lusts only to inflict suffering;
it insinuates to you?; ?it whispers to me
"make them hurt,? ?then you'll be free"....
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Categories:
deathblow, social
Form:
Rhyme