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Stale Poems - Poems about Stale

Premium MemberStale cheese

Its full of bankers and bunkers.' Tunnels are
Like holes in some cheese, it could well be
Emme-mental.? Or signs of a deeper disease?
Can i name it bunker nutrality.? Only if they don't play; in other regions politics.' Be they oh
So far away.' I get shivers just thinking.? Of
Whats on the map.? And whats being hidden
Do ever
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Categories: stale, appreciation, education, surreal, symbolism,
Form: Ballad

Stale Trick

The first door I believed in boasted of the things it had, and I didn't.

The second one only wanted to show me how much time I had spent in a Polaroid.

Another door was nice to me but the nuts were badly screwed.

The bravest move was taking a chance on each door.

That any one of them
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Categories: stale, miracle, words, writing,
Form: Free verse



Premium MemberDeath Stale Symphony Discount

Written: April 14, 2025  for contest sponsored by Brian Strand

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The subject matter of this poem explores themes of transience, intersection of life and death, and the fragile coexistence of human and natural worlds.

a loaf of discounted bread 
           
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Categories: stale, appreciation, bereavement,
Form: Free verse

Stale Bread

He starts with the natural order of things,
thinks
wash bedsheets,

been pushing chores aside -
that's just natural.

Done with saccharine,
from now on
teaspoonful of honey
at least until
the year-old jar
stops oozing.

Corn flakes gone stale,
the days fall out of sleep
way sooner than they should,
and that's hard to do - naturally.

Order comes and goes.

Mold grows blue bread
nothing last as long as fungus.

It's
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Categories: stale, poetry,
Form: Free verse

I Have Become Stale

My knees held tightly to my chest,
I thought the storm clouds were miles off in the distance, 
Of someone else's distress.

But morning came, and the storm remained.
No water nor washing could wipe away the stains of sorrows
And restlessness from my covers-
My detrimental haven...

I could rot away here, the irony being I already do.
What treasures can
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Categories: stale, deep, depression, emotions, life,
Form: Free verse



Premium MemberStale Veins

Finally, my blood began to coagulate.
Disoriented; from all that’s bleeding through. 
Trying to grasp the hand of my soulmate; 
I notice a heart that’s receding too.

And now, one heart beats where there once were two.
In life or death I see no love that’s true.
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Categories: stale, art, betrayal, break up,
Form: Rhyme

Stale Mate

Queen's gambit, denied
Life is like a game of chess
Waiting for a mate
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Categories: stale, beautiful, deep, life, poetry,
Form: Haiku

Stale

I feel stale
Like a cigarette that’s been put out and relit too many times
An overcooked flavor of twice smoked dreams, fills every room.
When that blue haze of familiarity clouds my mind,
Add another coat of lipstick to the filter

I’m always plenty revved up
But going nowhere, fast
I’ve got one foot slammed on the gas and  another
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Categories: stale, deep,
Form: Free verse

Stale Feelings

Beat of the heart showed no rhyme;
vibrating without some sense.
Its voice sounds like a cold clime;
saying statement sans intense.








Note: This form is called Tanaga, a traditional short Filipino poem which is only a quatrain, having 7 syllables in each line. The rhyming schemes may be aaaa, aabb, abab or abba.
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Categories: stale, lost love,
Form: Quatrain

Premium MemberStale Mate

Why ask questions?        When there are no answers.
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Categories: stale, 10th grade,
Form: Monoku

Premium MemberStale Vermouth

Dismay that I am so blithely uncouth
As to bluntly say what is on my mind,
So, I shall blame the stale vermouth.
Dismay that I am so bitterly uncouth
To go through life with this sad truth,
It is necessary, I admit, for me to find
Dismay that I am so blithely uncouth,
As to bluntly say what is on my
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Categories: stale, me, perspective, spoken word,
Form: Triolet

Premium MemberStale Green Light

Been running like the devil with his pants on fire.
Tearing up a rutted road with no spare tire.
Racing toward the sunset in a reckless mood
While the tension turns my knuckles white
And I grit my teeth, got no time to waste,
‘cause I’m still a quarter mile from a stale green light.

My baby called to say she
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Categories: stale, abuse,
Form: Lyric

Premium MemberStale

Stale the ale
Rancid the memories
  in my pail

Bruises, injections
  bloody reflections
  
A life thrown away
  no more to say
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Categories: stale, abuse, drink, drug,
Form: Rhyme

Inhale Stale Ale Without Fail

Inhale Stale Ale Without Fail
without any fail
when much ale you will inhale
always seems so stale

Jim Horn
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Categories: stale, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku

Another Stale Old Tart

There was but one 
                     dark chocolate tart 
left in the silver tray 
It’s cherry, pinched by passersby
                 
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Categories: stale, age, anxiety, fear, food,
Form: Rhyme

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