Slopping Poems - Poems about Slopping

... Abandoned houses are meant for exploring, I am way too curious to walk on by; and don't mind the creaking, slopping old flooring, but while inspecting this house it seemed to sigh.......

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...the Priest sucked in his Four Star Brandy hoping that a drunken release would help him with his conflict in an alcoholic sleep of peace the alky swigged his cider vintage cheap and strong the c......

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...The water was dark and still as I watched the ragged sail ripple slightly from the smooth breeze. This cloth that will be a part of my fate. The piece I allowed to completely demolish me or unlikel......

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...CHRISTMAS IN THE DESERT The north is frozen over; it’s far too cold for me The sun is hibernating and it’s much too dark to see I’m glad I am at Orangewood; such a warm and festive mood Stretch......

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...Things are getting a little shaky the way they’re opening the border walls. And “The Covid” got us all twitching; sneaking around doors a......

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...Forge on ever foolish Cucumbers in your relish Black Smiths and Peasants get into the darkness, out of the Parish The Red Horse gallops, polls, bearers, of holes Get out of its way, as the ......

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...A mackerel sky fillets the village then hides it in a breezeless blear. Heads poke out of net drapes sniff and fish behind trawling curtains. Shopkeepers brace for wet dog splatter and spray fr......

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...This was inspired by Georgette Johnson’s poem “Savouring Another Day” *** One cold day whilst I was out in the snow I went into a cafe for a Joe I slipped across floor And got......

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...A mackerel sky fillets the village then hides it in a breezeless blear. Heads poke out of net drapes sniff and fish behind trawling curtains. Shopkeepers brace for wet dog splatter and spray fo......

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...Welcome to the f*** it bucket With digital pigs Slopping thru the binary trough Choking it all down with a cough Yum yum yum How boring and glum Safe and easy to be dumb Can’t be mad If ......

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...I cannot sleep. There is no more chicken noodle soup. My breathing treatment worked two seconds. I am carrying around an aqua gallon bucket for a spit cup and it is slopping over. Not of anythin......

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...Cackling old hens posing as journalists- thinking themselves angles of light, lay poisonous eggs filled with lies and gestating hate- riling against common sense, and the rooster crows at noon.......

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...I think that I shall never see A sight as strange as a flying pig . A winged pig that snout is sky-wised pushed Against the earth’ fantastic slopping roundness A winged pig who may fly all d......

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...Most of life is spent in hope for better things yet expectation of what is to come or anticipation of what could be and while this is good, even necessary... Focusing on the fe......

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.... . . Come pick thy left pieces For my brain still counts memories Go behind my eyes For thy shadow shines like flash light Fetch my hanging appetite The ulcers are feeding on your aroma A gla......

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