Short Pulp Poems

thin sheet
from a pulp of wood
I write upon


11.30.16...

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Choose orange, green lime
Half cut, squeeze it tightly
Pulp, juice separate....

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fresh pulp of orange
score slice peel from bitter rind
— eyes and nose sweet sip

3/12/2018...

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flesh of orange pulp
bursting on juicy glasses---
to quench summer's heat


1 Senryu Except Love Contest...

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Filthy,   
Stinky,
Smoky
Smelly, 
Paper pulp mill, filthy, stinky, blob
Pollute the air, smoky, smelly, job...

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grape expectations 
sweet pulp to sink teeth into -
God's kind of haiku

Brian Johnston
3rd of October 2018...

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No one cared about poor Jack
cut and carved from front to back
	his pulp made pie
	seeds left to dry
he became a withered wrack...

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Listen to poem:

tilted over
skewered, impaled,
screwed senseless,
stewed to pulp.
Cheers to the blues, folks
here's to 
tomorrow's 
feud feast 
imbued...

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The costume she wore was a drag
It made her look like a hag
She tried to spruce up
But looked like a pulp
Who soar with the colors of a flag...

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The quarterback did his thing
He played ball like he was a king
His players didn't step up
They played like a young pulp
Lost a chance at a Superbowl ring...

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Santa slept passed Christmas time
He snored while his clock chime and chime
He suddenly jumps up
Hops on his reindeer’s pulp
Not realizing he was in his prime...

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THE BOOK


I open a book
pages made of wood pulp trees.
on the pages, words.

IT'S PROPAGANDA !?!
A tree was destroyed for this?
Would the tree object?...

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I'll tell you what color I think
beats all others, I give no wink.
Orange makes for me a great drink.
Cold with no pulp
Sweet juice goes down real fast, eyes blink.
I lift, I gulp....

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Listen to poem:

a pulp paradox

one million matchsticks
from one tree and one matchstick
burns one million trees

2019 August 19

*3rd Place*

Tree Themed Haiku
~~Tania Kitchin...

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Beaten to a pulp
And left here to die
I look up and see
Our wedding photo
From a swollen eye
Till Death Do Us Part
Were the words in our vows
He'll soon have his way
After this violent row...

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stalking the orchard
twist it from a tree
ripping the skin
quarter perfection
claws tearing pulp
vulva under the teeth
seeds on the chin
what a brutal thing
to devour an orange
did it scream?...

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Something in this autumn air
I like to call oblivion chill
beats my heart
into pulp fiction,

clasped inside my diction,

who can hear the heart
crying for its lost will
inside that unreal New York Square?...

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The lemon tree is very pretty with a sweet flower.
However, it has an inedible fruit that is very sour.
The juice needs a lot of sugar to make it sweet.
The unadulterated pulp is something we cannot eat.
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Rondelet: Be Charitable

Be charitable
Employer of rich paper waste
Be charitable
Statistics make high-ups noble
Pulp industry makes rich thick paste
More you give the more the distaste
Be charitable

(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2012...

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Hestival this word structure, is copyrighted
To Joe maverick poetry  at and from poetry soup
And in all other applications, world wide.'
I also have coined the descriptive 
( pulp diction ) claiming copyright  today 24 8th 2022 )...

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I fell down...I don't know why.
I don't know why I still fight or why I'm still alive.
So many times I've been brutalized and beaten to a pulp but I always stand back up.
How foolish am I?

Inspired by chamonique knowles' "re-construction"...

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Don't trick me. 
That's not nice.
Next time you do, I'll be sure to destroy you!
When I come back I won't be happy.
I'll beat you to a pulp and leave you to die.
I won't lose.
I'll destroy you.
Just wait next year.
When I come back to haunt you....

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For too long your feet
alter to a bloody mess.
Tired of having one 
gory pulp inside your shoes,
you yearn to have a
little of forgetfulness.
Since for real stopping
isn't feasible ever.

Go to where all the pictures
are greasy, and get some peace....

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Snap my lonely stem and
Amputate my denied attachments and
Discover the life that drains
From an open wound.
Oozing to the earth it will 
Whet the desires of worms,
Each wondering why tears
Taste so much like pulp
From a pale and oddly shaped
Pumpkin....

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went to see 'once upon a time
innnn holllyyywood'

soft core quentin tarentino
not you're dead yet pulp fiction

a bit too long but a twister
to pull you out of your senses

so hold onto to your popcorn
and let spill your sense of humour


stan sand...

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