Tag Only Poems - Poems about Tag Only

Lightning flashes so brightly outside; rain's falling fast and furious. Feeling vibrations in my fingers jolts loosen the window pane. Delightful, but frightful, quivers follow. Mummy shudders, shoulders and head; Sissy covers up her ears. I'm deaf, my other senses eagerly expect something after sparks. I wait and faces change. Like a sudden tag game, I see the brilliant flashes. Sissy tags me, "You're IT!" I can guess...

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3, 2, 1 TAG YOU'RE IT! I remember hearing on the playground at the age of nine Lord only knows how much I dreaded this game The boy next to me tagged the other girl to his left She is it. The kids repelled from her as if she was contagious but it did not matter because she was it. Back to me. I...

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I remember playing Tag and you were "it". Eyes that Swallowed Every Smile Thrown at me Through all the While. Running, Dancing, Feet above the Ground; Heaven's Space, filled with Laughters' Sound. Spilling every Place Between Us, Filling Up Our Day. Never Giving Thought to all The Memories That We Caught. Or How Our Day Might Play, Just Being Children, In Our Lovely Way. Cached...

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Gum wrapper here, discarded box there Acute cleanliness not in the air Her name was Tag, his name was Jer They were the perfect hoarder pair Floating in the crispy cold winter air Was the stench of a deceased grizzly bear Visitors could not make it to the stair Climbing over a twin bed, sofa and broken chair To others their abode was...

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Jane told me of the exchange they had with Derek, earlier that day--guess who showed up that night--hehe. I told you guys, Jane's a talker, and that's how Clint got smarter. Along with other fellow workers, that night there were two guys plus me, my opened hatchback doubled for Jane and her sister. Three guys...

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Here I lie in this cooler, this fridge where I would rather not be, but the truth of the matter is you’ve done it, you got the best of me I lasted as long as I could, and I put up a good fight, but I wasn’t strong enough to withstand the darkness and you were...

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To die old and weak Inside a cold steel box. Do they tag your toe on death row? It may be a moment though. The long reach of justice is slow. As You've taken souls. And threw away your own Skeleton man, you are, no parole. So make no mistake Time does not stop. For any of those. The reaper knows who, Grows short on...

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Family reunion~ children playing tag with our memories....

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Pain squizzes life out of my paralyzed mind and it feels like a grain of sugar under attack from ants. Induring comes with an ocean of tears Never ending and excruciating Sending my body into manifestational shivers Needing an escape with immediate effect Every nerve is hyperbolically numbing Enough to shut doors when the world outside peeps into my...

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The game was tag, your it When tag, he threw a real fit He cursed and sweared And also he dared So, the others said, they quit...

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What is this world coming to Today I went to get my tag renewal And this year we have to get a new plate They felt the need to remove the picture Of the mountains in the background And give us a solid blue one with white letters So I get to the counter And the lady comes up to ask...

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Never mind games tag you're it, What's my true purpose here am I to be really cute and feared My not name blaspheme and smeared This unknown gospel to the center is it made clear As I run and hide they shoot I die the bullet misses my abdomen I'm walking down the street lost misplaced Those the skins not...

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a call had been close after we would put on clothes went out door we close when we did tag it MAGA became a maggot applied tourniquet would be sinister sermon said by minister about being spinster what we knew for sure increased our expenditure for one more denture we would meander creating gerrymander did raise up dander poem would write to read was great everyone agreed did the dirty deed...

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A girl on the tip of my tongue Wants to swing while she is still young She went on Facebook The lads had a look And now its her phone that's well hung...

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