Spew Poems - Poems about Spew

Facilities that claim they recycle spew nothing but rubbish as does yours truly, whose ecological ethos goes out the window into the cold freezing iceland prompting the following balderdash. Upon the advent of an unexpected inspection slated for tomorrow January 24th, 2025 myself and the missus, (the latter bedridden due to feeling physically unwell) scrambled like the dickens (Charles to you) to play merry maid to buckle...

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To spill one’s guts ‘tis hard to do ~ though the pressure's like a tight corkscrew ...

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Through your final hour... In your deepest dream Into your heart... My heart will steam A stranger to you... I am, that's all For you, my voice... To thee, I call Your pain, is my pain... Your hurt is mine My heart grows long... An endless vine Entwines with you... I feel your sorrows Ever, I feel you... In all your tomorrow's ...

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A heartbeat beyond perception, the verse becomes alive Its arrow fixed, its prey in sight, —new truth to hunt old lies As light grows scarce, it draws its bow, with aim both clear and true To strike deceptions middle eye, —the devil left to spew (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)...

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They don't spew Racist vitriol White birds and black birds...

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Poems Out Shall Spew Picked your name out of pure blue sky And now I will never know reason why Due to the fact you think I am dumb Forgot where it was you came from. Even though am a veteran now retired By your poems have become inspired Then again must put myself to task How do you like mine I must...

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Don't ______ with me. Why not? 'Cause all I'm interested in is _______'n you. Why? Stop askin' questions, ____. Your eyes are like limpid moons in everclear, baby. What's your favorite color? Ummm... will get back to you on that, but my favorite phrase is get the _____outa ...

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From my window I see the most wondrous of sights Mother natures wrath releasing her might Blackened plumes of smoke in monstrous rise Turning day into night as it covers her skies Oranges and reds in sporadic bursts of colour Oxygen sucked in as her atmospheres smothered Electrical releases like skeletal veins When you witness her power, is she going insane Canopies of...

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As luck would have it Stuck my head out to vomit And saw a comet By Robb A. Kopp...

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Sifting through your lies just to find the truth is like looking for a penny In the bottom of the wishing well. You use the past to justify what the rug of lies won’t cover up. Force feeding your deceptions, breaking the seal of trust, yet you continue on undaunted. I try to hold to you, but it’s only the shadowy...

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