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Short Slugging Poems

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


03-01-2011
silly silent sheep
merrily munching in march
glittery green grass

slow slugging shepherd
crouches carefully nearby
wistfully wishing...

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Categories: slugging, nature
Form: Haiku



Rainy Day
Drizzling down from irate clouds
Slugging the streets with force
But like a chirpy bird
A joy these sounds enforce

Outside the kids rejoice
As I reminisced my past
How long did those days last
Till these chirps started to sound like noise...

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Categories: slugging, childhood, rain,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member My Ideas Are Out of Control
I have time to do something and I have to roll my eyes.
Because there are sixteen ideas arguing among themselves.
If they could ever agree, it would be a miracle.
They are trying to outshout each other. On the verge of violence.

Don’t feel bad, a friend says.
My ideas are slapping and slugging each other now.
One of them killed another one yesterday.
I feel blessed....

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Categories: slugging, muse,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Cardinalis Cardinalis
It was not the robe flowing beanied kind; nor the ball batting St. Louis slugging variety. I saw the shrill- whistling flying mr. proud to be a bird red male looking for a palomino-ed colored female kind of cardinal come a calling not for me, the earth-bound tin-eared feather-free wingless woman martian-looking through a pair of Zeiss.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins June 21, 2012...

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Categories: slugging, nature,
Form: Free verse
Slugging it Out
Crypto beasts once roamed the earth
with all the other regular monsters.

Early man was still a fish-like slug,
which was a good thing,
because the fish-like slug was itself,
only slowly evolving.

Thus, all unknowing,
potential humanity
slithered around its thick alluvial ponds,
blissfully unaware
that for a few more million years,

Mother Nature
would still be running around
with Her hair on fire....

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Categories: slugging, poetry,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member A Peaceful Valley Sunday----Potd---
This is where I indeed, do live!
With many churches, to support and which to give.  

Murder is a most rare occurrence here.
No riots, no drunks, walking about, slugging down a beer.

Trees are luscious green, all year round.
Flowers grow in lovely silence, not uttering a sound.

Bunnies, opossums, cats at happy play.
Would that our world were as sweet, as this peaceful valley Sunday!

        
                          3/21/2021
                              ~1~...

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Categories: slugging, imagery,
Form: Couplet

Book: Shattered Sighs