Sputtering Poems - Poems about Sputtering

...A republic finds itself in a wobbly state, Governance shrouded by an opaque regime, Some strands emerge together into a credible tapestry, Many weaves yet to emerge from the loom. Decades of si......

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... Waiting For You in the sputtering lantern light I stand waiting for you I button my coat as the dense gray fog rolls in off the ocean a sparrow, shivering in the chill air sits on the sidew......

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...I hold three magic rocks, in my hand Rolling them over and over and over Leaving this reality behind, far behind Remembering that magical day and time We were young, care-free and in our childh......

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...No nearer nighttime. In my own arms I have nurtured the sweetest flagellation. Moth to inferno once more. Silver septum skin. She snaps from divine touch to sputtering projection. Roll credi......

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...I feel there's something missing, My thoughts are sputtering, spitting, Whirlwinds spinning. The debris, twisting me, I'm getting dizzy. My twirling personality, Is now angry and sp......

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...Shut up darling, I am about to scream No, it’s not your fault that you are mean I’ll pick up this mess I made with my heart I might be missing some parts Thousands of pieces shattered after you d......

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...I’m thankful for the whispering winds and the gentle rain And the absent sun on dark days, knowing it will be out again The moonlit skies at night with twinkling stars shining bright The change of......

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...I feel there's something missing, My thoughts are sputtering, spitting, Whirlwinds spinning. The debris, twisting me, I'm getting dizzy. My twirling personality, Is now angry and sp......

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...On those dark, winter evenings, when the frost tinged wind burns your skin with each weak sputtering breath, I find myself longing for a crisp walk along the shore. Sand, not yet touched on this ne......

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...Happy two thousand twenty fourth birthday Autumn - September twenty second But first etymological climatological meteorological esoterica: The word autumn (/'??t?m/) is derived from Latin autu......

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...America at a critical political crossroads..., nevertheless hope springs eternal, especially after listening to Vice President Kamala Harris and Minnesota Governor Tim Walz speak at the The Li......

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...against the dark of night little sparks of light flying through the air catch them with care giggle for its fun to chase about and run children enjoy play flying glitter bugs display release them......

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...White lips party speaking nonsense Brighton red boisterous with emotions them shed soft tissue bled finally letters profanity misplace heart health party never felt better angry enraged into silence......

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... Tried to write something philosophical But the strain on my brain was immense Heard something whir then POP Thought to myself, “that can't be good” Felt fine otherwise But suddenly w......

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...There once was an old car that was quite spry, It had creaky joints and a sputtering sigh. Its engine would wheeze On the road, with such ease Yet, if I now had such car, I would be pleased Newe......

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