Smithereens Poems - Poems about Smithereens

...It must have been made and rejected in times grinding gears – a knobby irregularity, a leftover of smelt and dross. This is all there is a gobbet of oven clinker, but behind it I sense crack......

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...A battered pier glass, the length of a running lightning, The width of a Caesarean window, And next to an agelong, framed Daguerreotype, lies face down across A musty room. Shafts and rods of ro......

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... I want to buy a wardrobe, And in it I place my name In the top left corner Of its darkest spot. I want to buy a wardrobe And in it put a billion chambers, To keep my name safe From vult......

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...he calls me a name I stomp his foot she calls me a name I pick up my hammer smash her to smithereens Her mistake? standing on my last nerve after a day of name-calling prison for life? w......

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... Time speeds up, I slow down. In my pain, I started to drown. I flew so HIGH, With no fear. The consequences Were severe. I ended up here All alone. With no place To ca......

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...Never at rest, ever restive like shifting sands of the desert, my mind is a labyrinth of quagmires and booby traps, you step on it and you’ll either be sucked in or blown to smithereens… ......

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...Planting a seed of deceit to escape the blame, Even the blind could see the trick in that dance. Tangled deep in the web of truth-coloured falsehoods, Dodgy as a broken......

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...It’s hubris, I suppose, down in my soul, To think the ends will justify all means. And thinking that all rules are drab and dull I end up being blown to smithereens. But truly I know what is fo......

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...A little bird has flown the nest to seek a world of wonder and spreads her wings 'neath skies possessed by lightning bolts and thunder. She flee......

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...Her smile shattered by the sadistic. Eve became a statistic. The serpent tied the sling. Claustrophobic catastrophe - frail wing. Her bundle of joys blown to smithereens, her angel boys. ......

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... Hey everyone A new job I got From none other Than Tanks-A-Lot We build large tanks Two everyday And that is how We earn our pay Hey everyone We’re going to ship Thirty two tanks At t......

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...An orison to hope Shattered into smithereens Its keened tongues and teeth gnash and lament A despairful cry of a cutthroat womb. Cacophonies cry out Cellos and violins bow, inexorable and unfo......

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...MEMORIES OF WAR In prison we turmoiled packed up cards to fall whilst they sucked genitals like bonbons a quartz on a table gleamed its knowing War torn ghettos with swollen stoma......

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..."I came to the conclusion that unrealized hopes, even small ones, were always wrenching." ~ Nicholas Sparks when follicles don't rupture hear......

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...Into the Sturm und Drang fueled maelstrom Otherwise titled – my poetic impressions of Helene All la names bespeaking deity froom Noah Mo' Room India Arc of Covenant to crypt tick Blood (swea......

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