Whetted Poems - Poems about Whetted

...Bubbling babbling burbling banter from the bar.. Sup hush….memory lane trip...Proustian rush..pleasingly tickled. Plushly ebbed…spidery beer swirls webbed…whirls..down dimpled dappled jar.. ......

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...Beowulf Excerpts anonymous Old English/Anglo-Saxon poem, circa 8th-10th century AD loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch LO, praise the prowess of the Spear-Danes whose clan-than......

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...Tires rang against the road in my eyes The grinding of whetted knives Tinnitus rings in my teeth Threats are thought, silently Back sores scream and swamp Ass creeps through the carseat In th......

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... My heart lay barely beating, drowning in a marinade of salted tears that fell from my reddened eyes. Blood dripped down my chin from biting my swollen lips as if they were wounded like a heart p......

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...This, as it is, stripped and reduced - undone by raging, torrential, opened senses; To its elemental couplings of unbridled pieces. Here is life, in towering, brindled expanse, that swallows ......

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...I heard screams from those marked for a guillotine death No compromises for their cries before taking a last breath Words of repentance for dastardly crimes were bemoaned Begging for mercy with fe......

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...When spring arrives, A group of flowers enjoy Their countenance and As the day grows older They lose their incandescent looks. If they could know the collapse Before the begetting, I hope they......

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...Just testing the night The surgeons of sky to see a Sky-net so faulted and frank unflinching but still true Full of expectation and hope...Just touching the night feeling the texture of it ......

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...To Ukraine ~Arise in arms from ‘neath oppression’s boot, confront the face of arbitrary whim. Resist as one to quell the scarlet brute and neutralize the threat of florid prim. Let tyran......

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...I. they say there exist languages without words without syllables yet pronounced, like the sharp clatter of fork and spoon and knife against each other at dinners in our family. a vase shatte......

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...~ Contention grows beyond its mortal vail to rail against suppression none condone, for tyranny imposed shall not prevail when liberty is paid in flesh and bone. Let not the price deter the bo......

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...Chef Bourdain 1956-2018 Surf and turf, a sardine in tin; will travel. Your downward spiral Magnanimity that whetted our appetite Fans everywhere you excite. Consumed the exotic and co......

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...Fragrance of words I’m, who are you? Romance of lines brought in from blue, Make words dance in rhythm, Cut out noise in freedom, A poet asked: so, what’s your view? I wield a sword vibr......

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...I'm fazed by your stunning, teeth exaltedness It's sumptuous when you show your sublimeness. You turned that rose branch like a rosebud softness. Betting finely on one's heart'......

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...* This is a rather intricate form I created called a “Torridelle” - I hope you enjoy it! * ~ my Angel, fallen ... gossamer linen, violet lace win......

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