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Slingshot Poems - Poems about Slingshot


Jofra vs Burmrah the crown jewel duel
Is there any other sort of sport.. that can hold a candle to having to handle Getting caught in the ripsnort onslaught scandal…as speedsters hold court Fraught as they face a serious deleterious imperious express pace ace At their sleek peak..unique freaks..bombastic..iconoclastic mercenaries Havoc to wreak on adversaries.. and their own physique.. So as we’ve read..will the King of swing..zing...

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Categories: slingshot, sports,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member The Starling
When I was small the starlings roosted one by one on grandma’s party line wire (like jittery black clothespins) to bandy their gossip back and forth until the wire hummed with their inanities. By luck my slingshot found its mark. One toppled from the wire soundlessly like a clothespin blown loose in the wind. The others rattled on, oblivious, no questions asked. It dropped straight down. I ran...

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Categories: slingshot, bird, childhood, death,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Slingshot Angel
blade of grass blowing dewdrop slingshotted through sky caught on angel’s wing ...

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Categories: slingshot, angel, beautiful, blessing, christian,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Adapting the Craft
Adapting the Craft My father looked up Zealot Street toward the mountain where ore buckets hung to cart the coal. “Don’t go near the mine” he repeat- ed, the chant of elders who fore- warned him of the dangerous hole. He’d just go up through Bessie’s place to find a young tree with a v that he could cut out with his knife and string...

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Categories: slingshot, father son, son,
Form: Rhyme
Slingshot
"Slingshot" two morning stars watch the world of man collide two lions roar one paints the sky with tears the other thinks it reigns winning wars immersed in blood winning souls, covenant two morning stars one bright the other feels no shame both roar with open jaw there is life to gain hearing man’s fall answering bad dreams waiting for mercy to call in kaleidoscope sky shot apart and butchered storms begin clashing...

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Categories: slingshot, dark, i am, light,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Armadilly Billy, the Slingshot Kidster
Armadilly came galloping into Troll Lake, bent on seeking a new life, to unwind. He’d rode out of the Badlands, leaving only a trail of blowing dust and leaves, behind. His steady stead Jalopy had been pounding feet, relentlessly with powerful strides. Rearing up, Armadilly stopped before our Troll Bridge with his slingshot at his side. I could see,...

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Categories: slingshot, adventure, fantasy, funny, imagination,
Form: Light Verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things