Short Thrash About Poems

the sea can lie calm
or thrash about with fervor
then swallow the sun...

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the sea can lie calm
or thrash about with fervor
then swallow the sun


1/4/2021...

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The more we killer of the masked virus
The more we are killed by the virus thrash


-16.06.2020 Chattogram...

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loosed in its fury

violent thrash in splendor

secure the path is

never to return homeward

the unknown will keep him warm...

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Dark hole,
No escape,
Thrash around in my sleep…

Scream,
Awaken from my slumber.

Must break free,
Veiling memories,
Help me escape from-
Me....

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Waking torment
Release me!
I struggle to get free
Tethered loosely
Hope within painful grasp
Ease off then thrash about...

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fiery opening to underworld
Lucifer’s fire in the night sky
those who were slated to go began to thrash
not sorry to have been corrupt
fearful they had been caught...

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Wind spit come down in buckets
Abiding in solemn Scotch mists 
Components of an overwhelming tempest 
Seek shelter before thrash out
Or dance under the rain chuck down...

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A rush of bile felt I
When the kid helpless 
saw I
Sleeping in the house of 
thrash.
Then I looked at me
And my stars thanked I!
But it instantly hit me
That kindness begins 
but with me!...

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Storm

Summer sky boils
Mother natures way
Fierce ozone and loam

Sway and thrash
Relentless rain falls
Sun bright flashes

Hypnotic cadence this sky
Towers of air
Gravity brings to earth...

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A pulse, cascading,
making stars fight and shine
and the voice of the milky air
beating through a rolling mind
finds solace in the space between the stars
where energies collide
and haze into the thrash....

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we thrash about
in a pool of our bones
squirting ink into the eyes 
of a million long dead ghosts

   beneath the blackness of our ink
we snip off the arms of our sanity
one by one by one.... we slowly sink
into echoes of our snapping beak...

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message, and their medium


--- all-in-one ---


--- things-in-themselves ---


restless glinting fish


thrash this way, that,


only thinking that they're trapped


behind four glass walls,


inside their glass suburban house....

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the heavens darken
a sinister milieu looms
calm before the rage

angry pellets thrash
violent winds crave destruction
there is no mercy

the heavens lighten
greenish hue reveals ruin
obliteration


March 12, 2012
Diana-Marie Bombardieri...

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In the low tides of March
Nothing is explained
It’s all silk and concrete
All lies and naked virtue
Defendants of the rosemary bush
We thrash through doors and squeeze skin 
Like desperate people.

So take me now,
Rip my clothes off.
Be with me....

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For want of air he doth thrash
At this line of silken sash.
For lack of breath he doth stir
As his sight begins to blur.
For loss of land he doth dangle
With neck at an unholy angle.
For need of ground he doth float
O'er the water of a murky moat.
...

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Sadness
Like the sachet
Of a detained schoolboy
Taunt, tease, thrash, threaten, terrorize
Sadly

Sadly
Sachet full with
Colorful memories
Captivate, caress, convince, cure
Serene

Serene
Sadness gives way
Sachet memories soon
Savors secure, smoothes shines, shields, saves
Smoothly

4 August 2021...

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Vengeance!
Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance!
I thrash and scratch and run.
I ran as fast and far as possible,
Not even light could catch me.

Wrath, Oh wrath!
I wish to unleash you,
You are trapped in my heart.
I cannot release you.

Crying out,
I see a light on the horizon.
Your face in the distance,
All but a dream....

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I no longer like Nash,
At him teeth gnash;
A chance and his head bash
For being grossly rash
In his spending of cash
Over a bought sash

All his reasons “Thrash”
To him like a child trash!

I shall no longer see Nash,
For it shall end in a crash,
Now quite sure he’s brash…

Indeed, this way Nash
To another I’ll dash!...

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work in progress
Footle of Country Bands

S**t Kickers/slide guitar
cowboys 
Stetson 

John Denver/folk music
“Thank God”
fiddler


Footle Of Rock Bands

Guitar strings/stockings
steely 
nylons

Big hair/bands
hairspray
glamour 

Roadies/Hotel
seconds
trashed rooms

Thrash/Punk Rock
Bangers
Façade...

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Thrash without mercy or conscious intent
	the torrent rages past consciousness
		streaming debris beggared by the breeze
			moving life’s with fullness and ease
Governing the listless, the lingerers lost
	moving the precious along with the dross
	hammering the fragile
soothing the source
profoundly
continuing
an 
unending course....

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Broken words thrash in my tears

as I way the price of living fears.

Abusive anticipations constricting my perception

of the delicate times I desire 

in the approaching tides of time.

But more do I value the delight 

of present times spent with my significant.

So I wait for the tides to drift in 

and relish the love I currently possess....

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Day's end ~ fiasco, near constant assail.
Discounting what's here, I crave what I lack.
In my own strength, I am set up to fail.
Regret for those words too late to take back...
Forgetting purpose, I thrash and I flail;
with each step taken, I'm further off track.
Thankfully, grateful I can again say,
So tender His mercies, new every day.
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He stands on the slippery crag of Simon’s Seat
has done since time became tradition
from the Lupus a call to the Luna moon
howling at the illuminant of the night.
His descendants thrash the poignant air
a reminder of a fear once gone, forgotten
yet, today there are many still hold them fair
but it is the moon that drives the begotten.

© Harry J Horsman 2018...

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This  door is closed
Feel free to scream and shout
No one hears you
Feel free to thrash about 
Let it all out
I am sorry that it hurts
How could you not foresee 
Your own destiny 
Hold up a mirror
See your horror
And stop blaming me  
Accept the stain 
It will lessen the pain......
Bow your head to the Lord 
An inner peace will be restored .....Feel Free.......

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