Spluttering Poems - Poems about Spluttering

...PAINTBRUSH Fingertips the bristles of a pagan paintbrush painting a Tree of Life on pacified cheekbones instead of in liver from whence it sprung now it burns to feed HeartSpace with wi......

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...The Bitter Bite of Night! Night creeps in sotto voce melding with the mellowing village life. Night, a seemingly mischievous cat, slips along incognito in its prankish mood, teasing any light ......

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...Yours truly (me) just got acclimated to writing 2024... whenever I needed to append the date to a document Though the situation infrequently arose for me to incorporate the year (2024 in this ca......

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...On a whim a black lab waited where other people do. At a bus stop man created, he smoked a cig too. His paws outstretched ready to pounce onto the shuttle of spluttering fumes. He'd ran away ......

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...Sand scrapes my skin as I wake, Warm water around my shoulders break, Spluttering, I shake my head and open my eyes, Palms and dunes to my surprise. Shock constricts my body as I cannot regist......

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...Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., crafted when Wallace and Gromit returned from their trip to the moon, which I can prov-olone huck curd (within Trump con feta ration) – as......

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...Baseless incriminations heaped upon head of missus... courtesy evil ferocious wraithlike grimace Acrimonious scurrilous words flew out the mouth of vicious nasty shortish brute leaving yours t......

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...Once I had harbored complexes many. I thought I wasn’t beautiful or wise. With my spluttering tone and broken speech, I feared, my words fell flat, Never leaving an impact or impressi......

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...Written: June 26, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ The morning's rising sun looms above the hills. My breath catches in my throat and fulfills. Wa......

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...A field day shoe fit for Mother Goose Fruitless effort squeezing figurative juice Pandora called triggering helter skelter to get loose necessitating Bullwinkle J. Moose to usher at yours t......

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...Flashes of lightning at dusk in dark dank distant clouds heralds the storm brewing. So far, its too far away to hear or feel the claps of thunder rattle the windows in their frames. The storm ......

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...Mother Goose would find her tail feathers ruffled Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle when off to see a crooked man and woman, whilst cowards jumped over moo ving little pair of mis......

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...It was a day when the crowded avenue of wizened oak trees Loosened its first spluttering of yellowing leaves; And far out across the stubbled fields, devoid of the ......

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...After a long drought, it started to rain. Breaking the spell on the parched plain Rainfall fell steadily at the begin. Quenching the land and everything within. Many hours later of continuous r......

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...SUPERMAN? “POW!; “SPLATT!” say the speech bubbles In the Superman cartoon As our hero zaps the baddie And zooms off round the moon. >b>Tick tock goe......

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