Short Throats Poems
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The sun was high
Throats were burning dry,
The wagons circled round,
Hearts began to pound-
It's too quiet....was the prophetic sound.
The cloud's, throats of water
One against the other collide
Spitting out a torrent
On earth leaving a fright
And after, a calmness wide
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thirsty throats
veins R E L E A S E
~ green blood ~
A chicken farmer named Bob Coats
fed abnormal things down chickens’ throats.
No bad effects were visible
but Bob became miserable
when his chickens laid eggs minus yolks.
Step out of the way or get crushed
Here they come
The mighty Gog and Magog
Wild men with hideous faces
Forever at each others throats
Manners of wild beasts and eaters of blood
Form:
hidden anguish wails
dangling on throats of cold love...
numb midnight vacant
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A sip of life
Each takes.
Listen! Parched throats, from puddles.
Hen's. Drake's.
Ah! Easy hurt
Are you.
Who can, off a fern's leaf-fall
Glug, glug
Tree frog, less gross of mouth slug
Hear too.
The Eagle
Fair flowers
Among the rocks
Flora of sorrow
Butterfly winged
In the breeze.
On a tree
A crow throats
A warning.
An eagle soars
In its claws
A white rabbit.
It sees
Fair petals
Flying
In the breeze
Language of love
cacophony,
words
mumbling'stumbling,rumbling
soft
over
ruffians
throats,
and the waterfall pools
in ripples in transcient soul basins
ambrosia for the thirsty god of love.
Road.
Endless.
Allow one to be carried by the mob.
Swept away.
Blind fate.
When tired,
they replaced.
But not us.
Chilled,
the bone.
Throats,
parched.
Out of breath
we,
pressed on.
Found Poem: Elie Wiesel- Night
Form:
The pinnacle source
We strain to unfurl
The mind pulls apart
Seams of iron stand
Accrued throats of steel
Hammered against raw will
But the energy breaks with season
As moods uncovered what went
Secretly finite, scrawling new terms
soon to appear
the hummingbirds ...
so sweet and dear
their wings in green
red ruby throats ...
flutter with Sheen
feisty and fun
they zip and zag ...
never undone
they will be gone
if you get close ...
but not for long
the public thoroughfare
pummeled, profaned
verbal fists rumble from
amped-up throats...
a generation or two
with nothing better to do
than scream at the intersection
of decline and decay
it seems
the seams
are coming undone
each little loop
loosening
as the threads
slowly unravel
around us
all we can do
is hang on
to this little piece
of hope
dangling
by the knot
forming
in our
throats
as we pray
for a cure
First - demonstrations and resolutions,
Followed by drones and groans,
Soon the nation mourns
Her land ruined, her youth slain,
Democrats and patriots
At each other's throats,
All gone insane - for there is no solution
The nation is at war!
A beautiful sun floats on the horizon
Signifying a rising joy
Blades of grass graze by
Our smiles become so coy
Clouds sweep in,
The grass gets stuck in our throats
We turn away and close our eyes
The sun is drowning and it begins to choke
i wish they were here
i don't mean to speak blasphemy
but the truth is
i got nothing to live for
except my talent
my money is gone
plus my friends are too busy to listen
to a man who used to run beer through their throats
and then they would sing, together
October doormat I have been unenduring
Hear my heartbeat
Raindrops falling
Jack frost appearing
Old man laying out his laundry
Sometimes I feel so low
Where are my ideals?
Purring love down purring throats
without loves strength
without loves foible loaves
you pick on the innocent
pray on the weak
leave the unwanted in your dust
harming all in your path
they go home
bruised and beaten
filled with tears
a lump in their throats
still breathing
still a love in their hearts
yet they have more strength
than you ever will
Frogs are boisterously loud
quacking their throats, they feel male-proud
a stern warning to shoo
will invite crazed cuckoo …
so, no big bug meal was allowed
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Daffodils march around an oak tree
fanfares from buttery throats,
yellow notes flutter as light
as butterflies.
Pond circling a pool of sunlight,
ducks circling the sun,
a child's red kite tugs
at invisible strings,
I let go of the sky.
The doctor said it is nothing
Well my nose is leaking
My throat is sqeaking
I am so tired that I am sleeping
My back hurts throats does too
Food taste yuch and flat as unseasoned stew
How long will it take to restore
My body from this viral store
(Funny but not)
Form:
wide-eyed owls gossip
about ducks sneezing,achoo...
night air filled with pox
hound dogs wear nose masks
sore throats itch non-stop...
freakin’ bird flu romps!
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Tracie Edwards' Ku -Ku by nette onclaud
Two carbon entities
exhale green miasmas
and throttle white throats
in a noose of iron.
The cored captives
diaphanous and rasping
plummet to frightful circles
where sardonic wraiths
gnarl wingèd flesh
in screeching packs
as time loops reverberate
manic and mindless.
Lives, pears, pair-ed, peered, Structured.
Leaves, fashions, untouched.
Hearts rests on-ed silvered platters.
Fingers noticed ,less, much-ed.
Then-ed
Throats and tongues!
Captures cleft-ed flowers!
String---ed audiences reasoned.
When"s
Somethings undoubted-ly"ed Borrowed!!
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