Ultra Poems - Poems about Ultra

The thrust of salvation's revelation; Straight from the buckle of the Bible Belt - Crusading on a plan of what they felt: "The World for Christ in One Generation." Their causes - all so specious and remote: Ban dance and drink and feminist pursuits; Then, Prohibition passed by their recruits Of Congressmen who pandered future votes. And now, a hundred years from past...

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The days of wine and roses have left St. John’s nature trail Now we are opening manga books with a sidekick tail. I lie among the berries, counting petals on a pretty flower. Book throws me into make-believe, an ultra-reading power....

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Don’t try to reason with them or you will be called ULTA MAGA! Never try facts or logic to dissuade them or you will be labeled ULTRA MAGA!! Forget discussing social issues with them, for you will be called a racist and an extreme ULTRA MAGA! Don’t you dare wear a red hat -you’re a sexist, Irredeemable, deplorable white supremacist, even if you’re black,...

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Today a white dove flew across a dimming sun. As it gently descends below the horizon I gazed down below from my Apartment. And I see people up and about their businesses. Only a few months earlier, The space below my apartment was empty, no voices, no cheers. An ultra-thin piece of non-living matter Shut the world down, without weapons- No guns,...

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Dark grey matter manifest crimson flow tendacies Fade to black thoughts formaldehyde revealed thru scope sight Scarlet droplets trace a fetal prone outline; such a morbid delivery ... a yellow tape, premature plight Coffin borne mutilated bodies with bullet death birthmarks: Revolver uttered first cries of last rites A morgue spectrum of short wave anger — Trigger hatred blinded by ultra violent light Living...

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A humanity Slain by a black ghost flame Because their God was an unspeakable name A Mournful, Insane, multitude with emnity and self induced labor pains An Eon that has never awoken - A Copt of Souls- skin of the seas soaken- in the foamy afterbirth of aftermaths toil, in spoil by the Unspoken strains Alone without a soul, or meaningful,...

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An earth in exhale of sigh, rising up, rising down in lungswell till the air and forest becomes flash paper dry Eoning as its corner eye looks in disgust at the red flashed sky mirroring the pits of shale The Unmooring of the World A Copses of Souls impaled by the by and by Of the Deepest Slain...

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Feign neither to these visioned damsel life! Do ultra-pain ever vanish with time? Pre-infant, a thorny storm stunned out like a nipple Some say normally, it only tickles Stony bloke says, it's a nitty-gritty while my blood ripples What he wish to see ;for her to move fast out of cripple Several done seasons, her...

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Theomania's easy to see in one holding the presidency. When megalomanic, his tweeting gets frantic. All his money could buy therapy! At least now there's hope if you vent whenever you have discontent. Should you think you are God, though you're only a sod, you could one day become president. Oct. 22, 2017 for The Mania Contest of Lewis Raynes...

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Ultra Sound Tickles (By Moji Agha) Ultrasound tickles tickle soundly; Or do they? Do they have a choice in the matter? Or they tickle the trunk of pain reflexively, to cause reflective pained chuckles at our deep folly? Do ultrasound tickles tickle soundly by nature? Or do they learn, by nurture, to cause ultra tickles? Or alas,...

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There is omniscient God And there is Ultra Sound Lady And then there is Me With 24 hours left ahead to wonder. Two of the three knows my fate. Cool blue goo swiped across my body And the nice lady Pats my bare thigh so intimately so compassionately With such a sense of genuine comfort That I wonder if she does that All day long With...

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Avanti si dice che e' cosi' bella Farsi capire, altre espresioni temporali Si gli alberi cha parlano Mi dicono del suo dolore UN' ombra si insinua che Detiene ancora I cercano Luce e cume si trova vita ci parla ancora una volta La foglie fanno apparire La Immagini della sua faccia A tease me con la sua brazza de...

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I need your ultra desperation your ultra conflagration of love making exhilaration, I want your ultra shout and pout give me your slap attack the amber of your abuse, the saffron of your emotions, I crave the playful plenitude of your ultra uppidy attitude, you let me experience hyperventilation at your disappearance then inflation of euphoria in my Heart's utopia by your...

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There are some secret people in fancy clothes Being all lost outside this odd child like scene With their lovely apparel, out of place those As their deep fathoms they never seemed too keen They have developed the elite, a true rush Higher than the wealthy, painted with a brush Trying to make the normal be their servants Highly presumptuous, an awful...

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Folded in cloth, her eyes did shine Parabola shifted by pi, ‘the daughter is mine’ Said in front of others, How did you feel inside? Okay let’s make a confession It was on mother’s guide. The girl grew up, As broadens a brook. Papa followed Mama, She had a beautiful look. Mama hugged the life Papa was reluctant But the daughter believed in him Someday,...

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