Short Regurgitating Poems

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Premium Member Blinkered Soul

Detritus alleyway
A destitute
Blinkered soul
Regurgitating
Crippling, clichéd
Thoughts grounded 
With a loaded  tongue.
Form: Prose


Premium Member Tiny

A tiny dark chamber With small pulsating mass Blood regurgitating Scary place A broken heart
Gogyohka form
Form: Tanka

Valley of Happiness

rolls of memory unroll
like the negatives of
the old camera
intense emotions imprinted
in the  regurgitating
mind disappear
leading to the valley
of happiness
Form:

Premium Member Pitch Dark

pitch dark small chamber abnormal pulsating mass loving human heart blood regurgitating heart grows weaker with each beat
Sponsor: Suzette Crous Contest: Tanka-The Pivot
Form: Tanka

I Persist

Mad men scream inside my head

The dead feast upon my faith

Regurgitating what hope I have

Into the fire of damnation

Frustration engulfs me

Like the morning mist

Yet I persist in pursuing

The face of God.
© Skyy Allen  Create an image from this poem.
Form:


Premium Member In Sickness and In Health

healthy, 
            hale, able-bodied, 
  exercising, healing, mending
sanitary, hygiene, infirm, illness
   puking, regurgitating, dying
            afflicted, queasy
                       sick



Date written: 02/07/2023
Form: Diamante

Premium Member Ode to The Elevator

They ride up and down
all day swallowing people
and regurgitating them out 
on floors, doors opening
to bell rings with progress
plotted in moving lights 
floor by floor, obedient 
to a button push 
or a swipe 
on a touch screen,
fast carriage 
to heaven and hell 
and all stops 
in between.
Form: Ode

Premium Member Those Brave High School Protestors

   
     Brave protestors 
        those high school kids

     Fists held high, risking absolutely zero
        They walk out of school ~ Big heroes

     Oh, yes, they’re against ICE
        Mom and Dad are too

     Regurgitating exactly what they’re fed at home
        They’ve nothing to fear, not even fear alone
Form: Rhyme

Open Space

Placed : 3rd : Bitesize 149
Sponsor: Line Gautier
July 26
_______________________

quiet petaling garment breaks  o p e n 

       a blackout mission from dewdrop

regurgitating quantum memories 

                  incubated in cells vibrating 

fertile decades, perhaps centuries march

                       into futuristic   s p a c e •••

_____________________
Form: Verse

Towers of Shame

Academicians …
masticating and
 grinding their ‘truth’
Spewing out
what they would have us swallow
in gagging choking egotism
Regurgitating it back
in the toxic chunder
of a narcissistic reality
Papering the walls
of modern thought
with the bibs of their retching 
As they hide within
their ivory towers
—festering in mass 

(St. David’s Pennsylvania: September, 2023)

Premium Member Delightful

pie delightful, delectable appealing, appetizing, appeasing sweetness, sugariness, acidity, acerbity retching, regorging, regurgitating brackish, brinish fly
NB: This is purely my own reaction to eating flies. I understand it’s quite the delicacy to some. To each his own ... :) 14 January 2023 Delightful Diamante Poetry Contest Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
Form: Diamante

My Despair Is Locked, and I Have No Key

Arms mutilated, Maggots devour my flesh
Legs amputated by my own volition 
I am writhing in Indignation, resentment has grown
Here I am, undergoing vivisection 
Screaming for my imperfection 
I have lost all sense of hope 
I am to die here, My blood, I am regurgitating
The Queen has used floral words
King has vomited maggots drenched in pus
Purified Intentions corrupted by toxic slurs

My Despair Is Locked, and I Have No Key

Arms mutilated, Maggots devour my flesh
Legs amputated by my own volition 
I am writhing in Indignation, resentment has grown
Here I am, undergoing vivisection 
Screaming for my imperfection 
I have lost all sense of hope 
I am to die here, My blood, I am regurgitating
The Queen has used floral words
King has vomited maggots drenched in pus
Purified Intentions corrupted by toxic slurs

Premium Member Shivering Heart Trimeric

The vestige of a shivering heart 
a tremor through your whole body; 
It’s difficult to hold your balance 
regulation starts to plummet;

A tremor through your whole body 
igniting violent cold creeps; 
Nothing able to make them stop;

It’s difficult to hold your balance 
when your guts are a frozen flutter; 
Regurgitating all your remains; 

Regulation starts to plummet
until your hands settle on your chest,
calming the ripples on your skin.
Form: Other

My Shadows Shadow

My shadow casts a hollow grave
Waiting for me to sink and bathe

Foreboding worlds that for us were meant
A withering heart forever bent

Swallowing sadness from yesteryear 
Regurgitating madness is what I fear

Walking circles in the line of straight
Everlasting memories of poisons ate

Sunshine never kissed my ghostly hole
Brinks of hurt layered take there toll

Fortress of solitude soon complete
For the sins of sorrow do repeat.


March.02.2016   ^WW^
Form: Couplet

Premium Member what if they all shut up

What if they all just shut up
Stopped regurgitating half-digested tripe
Arguing over such complex matters as
Is the Zebra white with black stripes
Or black with white stripes 
Does the rain in Spain
Fall mainly on the plain
How much is too much
Does a little really go a long way
Can two really live as cheaply as one
How many angels can sit on the head of a pin
Will a stitch in time really save nine
Why don’t wet birds fly at night

But I digress…

What I meant to say was….

Book of Fiction

Trying to overcome the enemy
Society calls celebrity
Feeding on social media
Regurgitating stupidity & salvia

Driving off the cliff of existentialism
Crashing head first into television
Starry eyed & zombiefied
Trapped in a book of sci-fi 

Howling at the moon
Again the morning comes too soon
Turning into a beast
When my heart retreats

Drowning in a pool of dreams
Swimming in a sea of moon beams
Picking stars from across the sky
Before I sleep the wind sings me a lullaby.
© Skyy Allen  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Fortyeight Bars An Ode To Hip Hop

Fortune tell what you sell all day,
Or what you play to please the crowd,
Regurgitating what is loud,
To stay with a lucrative pay.
Yet, there exists another way.
Each cliche may not lay so proud;
Intelligence, creating clouds,
Gaining ground with the words they spray.
Have respect for your form of art,
Taking time to perfect your rhymes.
Bring your best from the very start,
Always showing up right on time.
Reach deep inside to top the charts,
Showing that you are worth your dimes.
Form: Acrostic

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