Short Pulp Fiction Poems

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


Oblivion Chill

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?


Premium Member I'Ve Seen Things - Humour

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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Premium Member Monsters In the Mist

with red eyes blazing

they race through fog on hot sands

in a dying land . . . 

Barsoom’s white apes transplanted

to an earth where hell broke loose.


Note: Barsoom is a fictional representation of the planet Mars created by American pulp fiction author Edgar Rice Burroughs.
Form: Tanka

Unbreakable

THE browning Version
ET> Unstrung heros Premonition
Enemy of the State
Good will hunting
Mystery, Alaska The family man
Galaxy Quest Hook ghost busters
CARNAL KNOWLEDGE
5 easy pieces Last American Hero
WITNESS
High fidelity
PULP FICTION
HEIST
Waterworld The Big Lebowski
GO TO WHITE CASTLE---DEAD PRESIDENTS
   the scarlet letter
       Nixon
3,000 miles to Graceland
   Luke 11:9
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Premium Member The Spy Who Ate Me

A termite’s a guy who just loves the woods It gnaws him because he’s just not understood His nightmares, a version of Sentricon hell You love oak and cherry, why can’t he as well? A villain who’s bred by your dereliction Spy him out early, ‘cuz he’s no pulp fiction He wants you to upgrade, pack up and move on He’s Jaws and he’s Spectre ‘gainst your Termite Bond
————— Chewing on No Sympathy For Termites by Milt Hankins
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Form: Couplet


Premium Member Eye

an in-sight drove me
here where the entry code 'eye'
opened a word lock

so timely fashion
is responsible for words
on 'invisibles'

our subconscious 'scans'
it is just information
our library

and we are the 'eyes'
an only librarian
that seeks references

in experience
of clues we focus upon
and weave stories from

to create movie
science and pulp fiction themes
that rattle the mind

the more we focus
on hollywood plot and script
we are blind to scan


stan
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Form: Haiku

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