Slingshot Poems - Poems about Slingshot

A naughty urge has now bloomed fully grown thoughts keep placing intent in my head zone I imagine a slingshot in my dark side's desired plot I wish to shoot Soup's robot bunny down...

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blade of grass blowing dewdrop slingshotted through sky caught on angel’s wing ...

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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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"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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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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