Splutters Poems - Poems about Splutters

...It clicks and it whirs and it chunters, This wonderful little machine, As it takes and measures and grinds Those marvellous little brown beans. It hisses and it gurgles and it splutters Then fin......Read the rest...

...Ah...Satisfactorily Succumbing Into Salubrious Sleep Aye sandman, I surrender to yar supreme governance surreal spectacular soiree gifts subconscious sphere soothing (analogous to natural pallia......Read the rest...

...November is a thin needle under the shortest rib, often it slips past your moat, your portcullis, your castle walls unnoticed. The fire in your kitchen splutters and the wood is too wet t......Read the rest...

...I wake up at five each morning, I hear cock a doodle doo my stomach’s gurgling but I won’t eat until I'm through; as the horses need feeding on hay and crunchy car......Read the rest...

...so this poem is based solely on the title and its interpretations so the obvious one is racism do the blind only see the sound if you take it like colour as in shades of pink is shade just a......Read the rest...

...I look into the mirror and falter, Staring back at me is a stranger Wallowing in pity and self rebuke. Another victim pierced by love's hook. Being stripped bare and exposed Like a waste paper t......Read the rest...

...pandemoniac incredulity sweeps the fat globe illusion in disguise and sweet dreams of equality the grim reaper measures invincible destruction finally attempts to be fair at least once in a......Read the rest...

...They channelized the news the quick zapped flash of fact undeniably taking the opportunity by storm by the contortions of varsity they proclaimed so devoutly the new acceptable norm of an alrea......Read the rest...

...She turns up the blue flames, lowers the chops. Dripping crackles, iron is fat licked - grease on her fingers. The meat finds its voice, splutters of buttery smaze. The pork is in bloom. The......Read the rest...

...It’s you I call to in my dreams, To pull me out from the fear I’ve seen. The ones that hold me in captured fright, When slow motion kicks in, And my screams are no more than wheezing murmurs, Wh......Read the rest...

...I see in your glaring eyes, you’ve an inferno of anger within, the tongue splutters words of vitriolic mind like acid rain. From wild fire the sane senses turning to ember ashes rise, you......Read the rest...

...How will I be in 10 years, the fir tree asks the maple, the calf asks the cow, the baby splutters out I need to know before they publish the writs. I need to know before my head is present......Read the rest...

...The road in front of us falls away, The radio static becomes a wall we nod our heads to, And the car splutters along like cheap fireworks Again your eyes slide off the dash onto my hands Which ar......Read the rest...

...please lemme know and honestly profess if profusion of words create a lingual Loch Ness (when hens canst come home to roost especially, encountering the following conglomeration in mat......Read the rest...

...I should sit and listen to the people who've been there and passed back through living on to tell the tale of life and death. But there never seems the time to take a moment, and call it......Read the rest...