Short Spitter Poems
Short Spitter Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Spitter by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Spitter by length and keyword.
Dabbled Duo
dabbled duo —
tan toes spitter spatter sand...
Pollock’s mermaid splash...
impressionist spitfire dart
procreates in windward minds...
12/23/2020...
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Categories:
spitter, art, imagery,
Form:
Tanka
Grey
grey clouds
spitter spatter on
a wedding shower
Submitted on March 12, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (MAR 14) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Originally posted on May 27, 2018...
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Categories:
spitter, dark, rain, wedding,
Form:
Haiku
Jurrassic Park Is Frightning. In the Dark.
Dinosaurs have always been cool.
They crawled, snarled and baited
and raped, and stole and the others.
We'll never know what they are
but Jurrassic Park was close.
remember the snarled acid spitter?
It hocked in Newman's face....
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Categories:
spitter, funny, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
Spitters Are Quitters
Always salty and usually bitter
help encourage the spitter —
still better than the wonts
and those dreaded donts —
saved by the tolerable quitter.
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Written: 05.08.21
Contest: Quitters Never Win
Sponsor: Margarita Lillico...
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Categories:
spitter, giving, humor, humorous, lust, passion, sexy, tribute,
Form:
Limerick
Better
Bitter black coffee and piping hot tea
Sit a-steaming and a-boiling just for me.
The java spits and sputters, and mutters in its wrath;
The yellow shrieks and bellows out of its kettle's mouth.
Spitter sputter, sput spit, whoo whoo whee!
Better bitter black coffee and piping hot tea
When the winter nights are raving
And the snowflakes are a-sailing,
Than ice-cream and candybars
Under a summer night's bright stars....
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Categories:
spitter, life
Form:
Light Verse
Sun
Smoking spitter,
Hell is where is holiday,
We watch you stare us down,
Falling, but held in heaven's black old town,
Son of no father,
Father of everyone,
Is your kind of fire in my kind of heart?,
We are all born blind,
So do we all shine from the start?,
Sitting between the shine and shade,
Am I the "We" that you forbade?,
Watching you stare down,
Falling...
Still in heaven's black old town,
We just wait... for heaven's sundown,
We, as babies on the ground...
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Categories:
spitter, absence, father, heaven, nature, son, sun, yellow,
Form:
I do not know?