Smashing Poems - Poems about Smashing

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( a college life vignette)

It’s Thursday morning, usually no one’s favorite, but this one seems sugary new, as if beamed in from a different, better universe. The clouds look fluffy and freshly washed.

Even the freshmen, who’re everywhere, multiplied, as if they’d been cloned overnight, seem less dramatic with their endless droning-on about insignificant political points.

Could

Smashing

I’ve entered a productive phase
with tasks at home, not turns of phrase.
There’s plenty jobs I’m getting done,
but writing sonnets isn’t one.
I have the skills, although they’re hard;
perhaps I need some leotards.
The bard wore those and so I might
at least look smashing in my tights.

Smashing Slashing Gnashing Storm at Sea

Smashing slashing gnashing storm at sea
Tossed the ships, sailors, Sammy, Elise and me.
We clung to the rudder and the wheel too
But she tossed us around like we weighed an ounce or two

Hold on! The first mate yelled to the skipper.
I can’t! He yelled, as the storm gave us a new ripper.
The skies opened up and

a smashing success

a smashing success -
diamonds and emeralds
in the jaws of thieves
left to sweep up shards of glass
eyes wet and red as rubies

Smashing Rules

I guess in the old days, rules were made for 
a reason.
Now, attention getters gone amuck like
beings in a quiet room with a loud crashing 
season.

Especially when your once best friend,
Takes a hammer to God’s high ceiling
of moral class.
And their once, high written poetry is now 
an attraction for poetic, immoral trash.


   

smashing pumpkin

once a young pumpkin named bill

yearned for a bigger life thrill

though lacking in feet

he'd roll down a street

into the nearest car grille.

Unleash the Beast

O' Woman ! 
You are not some Damsel in Distress ,
And Surely no less than an Empress . 
Never Let Patriarchy Wither your Madness, 
Isn't it Minute for all the Life and Gladness ?
The time has come to awaken the Inner Goddess in You, 
For the Audacity often comes out of the Blue. 
Now You

Smashing a Coronata

To help with frustrations that build
Some creative types made and then filled
A piñata to hang
Then to smash with a bang
But these folks were amazingly skilled.

Their piñatas, from which candy spilled,
Had a shape which we all would want stilled.
With a Covid design,
Looking far from benign,
Coronatas are how they are billed.

Wouldn’t any of us be just thrilled
If

Smashing the Mirror

Do you wilt in someone 
else’s shadow

Do you fawn in someone
else’s praise

Do you rise in someone
else’s dawn

Do you fly with someone
else’s wings

Can you break the chains
that hold you

Can you smash the mirror
of regret

Can you kill the demon
of envy

Can you end the bondage 
—free at last

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

Smashing Pumpkins

We were bloody.
Bearing the weight 
of a gaping moon like 
young Titans- 
full of arrogant imagination. 
We ran, hellbent.
House after house
playing tricks- 
casting spells with 
veracious foolishness. 
That first pumpkin was 
my stepfather. I watched 
as his carved out grimace 
became the nothingness 
I was determined to fill with 
chaos. 
I screamed the lyrics to

Smashing the Collaborative System

Free, de genie
Philosophy
Rising Sun
Deserting Rain
Flying the fox.
Smash degenerate
Flying above me.
Trust him.
One, I say One.
No more of this suffering.
Tranctual System
I can't move
But I run.

Who Keeps Smashing the Mirrors

We seem to be in cycle of bad luck,
And with the number of broken mirrors that I have noticed lately,
Not counting car mirrors, (I hope they don't count), 
Because if they do we will be in a seven year cycle of bad luck,
Til forever.
I wonder if that is the cause.

All I know is that life

Smashing the Cake

As people cheer, the birthday girl
Swipes fingers at the cake.
A glob of frosting coats her hand
But this is no mistake.

For after all the singing
And the candles have been blown,
The birthday baby gets a cake  
To smash that's hers alone.

It's part of a tradition
When a child is turning 1;
As chocolate's smeared on face and clothes,
We

Smashing Pumpkins

How many days to raise this pumpkin
From the seed, in which I sowed 
I gave it water, and I fed it
As everyday I'd watch it grow
There were nights, I was frighten
That I'd lose it to the frost
In the past, it'd come early
And found it hard to bare the loss
I'm not quiet sure, how people feel
About

Smashing Pumpkins: Shake Down, 1979

Situating within the mindfuls chamber
This searching of reasons incubator
Nothing is concrete to explain away an absolute
Truth: a maze in muse ?
Daunting perhaps if it meant much at all
Just killing time as waiting for tomorrow's flight
Been sitting at this terminal most of my life
Here how and why I arrived amid such a place ?
Burning eyes set

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