Splattered Poems - Poems about Splattered

Too often our heroes are dead the earth around them splattered red I much prefer to see them alive ~ not buried in some dim archive ...

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Happy? I thought that's what I was for so long, Enough to say it every time someone would ask. But the sound of my voice would always falter as I would repeat the same sentence over and over, Thinking to myself... Am I telling the truth? The truth? Is that what that was? Or was it just a shadow overcasting what really lied...

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Her shattered splattered heart landed at my feet I was shocked when I heard the splat, But even more concerned when her heart broke in half What kind of monster would do this to her? Her shattered splattered heart gave one final sigh Was she dead then? I looked up to see her woman run toward it. Be careful I cautioned...

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pain, red fireworks exploding, burning, searing — hours, days, months, years. July 12, 2019...

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The victims' blood is violently splattered, As his reputation is totally shattered. Sycophants to the hills have all scattered, What happened in the past really mattered....

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"Oh, how you splinter me...." Looking, through your looking glass Portraits, of your present And images, of your past You say you see You say you know You say you do But really.... You don't! You sprinkle your sugar You sputter your spatter For all of those as yourself To whom, it doesn't even matter.... Wrapped in your paper And wrapped in your chatter These monuments and pyramids Of your self,...

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"Oh, how you splinter me...." Looking, through your looking glass Portraits, of your present And images, of your past You say you see You say you know You say you do But really.... You don't! You sprinkle your sugar You sputter your spatter For all of those as yourself To whom, it doesn't even matter.... Wrapped in your paper And wrapped in your chatter These monuments and pyramids Of your self,...

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Soft orange light permeates moist skin; Cascading down through Wild Sun-bleached locks Tickling zig-zag patterns Across a small round chin. Warm splinters of sensations spread As droplets dribble; Reverberating in skin-prickling dendrites Little-by-little They weave through each other And gently cause Hair follicles To stiffly pause. Wide eyes venture Spirit Soars Light blustering breezes bump Against sun-stained sores Crawl across stretched toes That tangle themselves In cool Wave-weathered sand. -Quickly- Specks of...

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Loud and Proud, But Quiet as can be. Happy, then I Cry and Complain... This is what You do to me. Make Me act all Crazy, and Always keep Me Confused. At times I wanna make You leave, But, somehow, I'm still Amused. And You haven't the slightest idea, Of what I'd do for You. If Only You'd Admit, That You want Me too....

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"Casting down imaginations...." ~ II Cor. Ch. 10 ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh, how you splinter me.... Looking through your looking glass Portraits of your present and, images of your past!? You say you see; you say you know; you say you do But really, you don't.... You sprinkle your sugar; you sputter your spatter For all of those as yourself, to whom It doesn't even...

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"Oh, how you splinter me...." Looking, through your looking glass Portraits, of your present And images, of your past You say you see You say you know You say you do But really.... You don't! You sprinkle your sugar You sputter your spatter For all of those as yourself To whom, it doesn't even matter.... Wrapped in your paper And wrapped in your chatter These monuments and pyramids Of your self,...

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