"blackbelt" poems - Hello Poetry

flying juniper arrows fell asleep by the meadows struck my body with vengeance that night you screamed at me sweetly made me tear at my covers blackbelt in bedsheet karate i was the kid in rehab who my counselors let watch movies past my bedtime

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Jan 2, 2014

Jan 2, 2014 at 8:10 AM UTC

dylan-gene-napolitan

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flying juniper arrows fell asleep by the meadows struck my body with vengeance that night you screamed at me sweetly made me tear at my covers blackbelt in bedsheet karate i was the kid in rehab who my counselors let watch movies past my bedtime

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At the end of my name follow three letters right now they spell "mop". folks say it ain't the way it used to be jobs- like there's even such a thing as "beneath me". I'm a clever little phoenix I have my flight plan not an android, nor academia didn't make me Galatea I can wait and remember I can serve you an ice cream without forfeiting intellect in a flurry of sugar cones I pick my battles gracefully so I remember what I was taught. Curl up. Pay rent. Rebirth, then- pounce.

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May 16, 2012

May 16, 2012 at 10:15 PM UTC

mure

Blackbelt Bachelor

At the end of my name follow three letters right now they spell "mop". folks say it ain't the way it used to be jobs- like there's even such a thing as "beneath me". I'm a clever little phoenix I have my flight plan not an android, nor academia didn't make me Galatea I can wait and remember I can serve you an ice cream without forfeiting intellect in a flurry of sugar cones I pick my battles gracefully so I remember what I was taught. Curl up. Pay rent. Rebirth, then- pounce.

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1. Offer your children a diet of pumpkin soup for breakfast, lunch and dinner. In the absence of children , offer it to your spouse. Or offer it to yourself. 2. Color your face and hands Green. And hold a placard with the words: MOTHER NATURE . Then stand outside on the highway at peak hour traffic. Just watch what they do to you. 3. When the children come knocking tonight and they shout: Trick or Treat? tell them: I’m doing the Trick and Treat, little darlings - and say: The Trick is, I’m going to recite one of my poems, and the Treat is that too! And just watch them run! 4. Your son’s room is ***** and untidy? He never tidies his room? Well, today you can reverse it all: throw frogs and toads and feathers and chicken curry and rotting pumpkins about in his room and listen to him complain in reverse, when he comes back from school: Mum! My room is so untidy! (Trouble is, you may still have to clean up.) 5. Call your mum and tell her you are pregnant. (Of course your mum might have read this and she might be calling you to scare you with the same Trick.) 6. Walk over to your neighbour’s drive-way with a new $100 broom and offer to sweep their driveway. 7. Put up a sign outside your house just for tonight: *Give this Old House the miss. Old Witch is back. Old Wizard is brewing Old Lizard Potion to celebrate.* 8. Or try this sign outside your house: *No Halloween here. Just Bold Miss-fit Blunderteen (blackbelt, TKD) lives here.* 9. Trust me, witches flying on a broomstick over trees and the moon is not a myth. Gather all your folks and neighbours on One Tall Tree Hill, climb that tree, sit on a broom, shout: I believe! - and jump off the tree. You must also have a crowd of at least 20 for this to work. 10. For goodness sake, just this once, try being human. Just for today. We've had enough zombie days.

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Oct 31, 2011

Oct 31, 2011 at 1:22 AM UTC

raj-arumugam

10 ways to celebrate Halloween

1. Offer your children a diet of pumpkin soup for breakfast, lunch and dinner. In the absence of children , offer it to your spouse. Or offer it to yourself. 2. Color your face and hands Green. And hold a placard with the words: MOTHER NATURE . Then stand outside on the highway at peak hour traffic. Just watch what they do to you. 3. When the children come knocking tonight and they shout: Trick or Treat? tell them: I’m doing the Trick and Treat, little darlings - and say: The Trick is, I’m going to recite one of my poems, and the Treat is that too! And just watch them run! 4. Your son’s room is ***** and untidy? He never tidies his room? Well, today you can reverse it all: throw frogs and toads and feathers and chicken curry and rotting pumpkins about in his room and listen to him complain in reverse, when he comes back from school: Mum! My room is so untidy! (Trouble is, you may still have to clean up.) 5. Call your mum and tell her you are pregnant. (Of course your mum might have read this and she might be calling you to scare you with the same Trick.) 6. Walk over to your neighbour’s drive-way with a new $100 broom and offer to sweep their driveway. 7. Put up a sign outside your house just for tonight: *Give this Old House the miss. Old Witch is back. Old Wizard is brewing Old Lizard Potion to celebrate.* 8. Or try this sign outside your house: *No Halloween here. Just Bold Miss-fit Blunderteen (blackbelt, TKD) lives here.* 9. Trust me, witches flying on a broomstick over trees and the moon is not a myth. Gather all your folks and neighbours on One Tall Tree Hill, climb that tree, sit on a broom, shout: I believe! - and jump off the tree. You must also have a crowd of at least 20 for this to work. 10. For goodness sake, just this once, try being human. Just for today. We've had enough zombie days.

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(a quid pro quo plug for zaftig women) women that tip weigh ling needle to spin vicious circle akin to puppy chasing her/his tail or require digital scale, at the extreme alt right registering heavy ba Jill 'en Jack knifed pail loads whether young or old ought to be appreciated not waifer thin self starved as a rail, instead they suffer unfair injustice like a trapped quivering quail thus this fatalistic, generic, and holistic landlubber wanted to point head lee hammer home one secure heterosexual ******* stronger than omnipotent Marcy's Playground weather beaten pail Trent Reznor's sixty 9 inch rust free steel nail into the coffin of bias against bevy of beautiful babes within the mind of this male, who inherited genetic predisposition for being average, hearty and hale yet feel compassion for those engaged in an ongoing with battle of the bulge, hmm... perhaps hiding ample ***** akin to milky sopping wet grail or accepted unequivocally themselves without envy of lithesome women, who seem to possess flair with nary a flail yet possess much love to avail, and tis wise to love oneself unconditionally despite premium aesthetics considered svelte which mass media accentuates de facto spelt definition of femininity aka runway models donned in faux animal pelt whose deliberate self exhibition prompts madding crowd of man to waggle tongue with slack jaws as if ready to melt or at instantaneous signal telepathically felt drop drawers upon removing blackbelt.

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Jul 14, 2018

Jul 14, 2018 at 6:03 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Pleasingly Plump Praiseworthy Princesses

(a quid pro quo plug for zaftig women) women that tip weigh ling needle to spin vicious circle akin to puppy chasing her/his tail or require digital scale, at the extreme alt right registering heavy ba Jill 'en Jack knifed pail loads whether young or old ought to be appreciated not waifer thin self starved as a rail, instead they suffer unfair injustice like a trapped quivering quail thus this fatalistic, generic, and holistic landlubber wanted to point head lee hammer home one secure heterosexual ******* stronger than omnipotent Marcy's Playground weather beaten pail Trent Reznor's sixty 9 inch rust free steel nail into the coffin of bias against bevy of beautiful babes within the mind of this male, who inherited genetic predisposition for being average, hearty and hale yet feel compassion for those engaged in an ongoing with battle of the bulge, hmm... perhaps hiding ample ***** akin to milky sopping wet grail or accepted unequivocally themselves without envy of lithesome women, who seem to possess flair with nary a flail yet possess much love to avail, and tis wise to love oneself unconditionally despite premium aesthetics considered svelte which mass media accentuates de facto spelt definition of femininity aka runway models donned in faux animal pelt whose deliberate self exhibition prompts madding crowd of man to waggle tongue with slack jaws as if ready to melt or at instantaneous signal telepathically felt drop drawers upon removing blackbelt.

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Martial arts have been part of my life for a decade and a half. I became fluent in hand to hand combat and weapons like the staff. I took punches and kicks to my throat and groin, Bled and cried while paying them coin. Became an assistant and eventually a teacher, To children and adults, passing down wisdom like a preacher. I got my blackbelt and could win at sparring. But despite all the injuries and countless scarring, Conditioning my hands to break boards and bricks, I could never catch a fly with a pair of ******* chopsticks.

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Apr 16, 2020

Apr 16, 2020 at 4:47 AM UTC

Figuringitout

Karate Kid 6

Martial arts have been part of my life for a decade and a half. I became fluent in hand to hand combat and weapons like the staff. I took punches and kicks to my throat and groin, Bled and cried while paying them coin. Became an assistant and eventually a teacher, To children and adults, passing down wisdom like a preacher. I got my blackbelt and could win at sparring. But despite all the injuries and countless scarring, Conditioning my hands to break boards and bricks, I could never catch a fly with a pair of ******* chopsticks.

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women that tip weigh ling needle to spin vicious circle akin to puppy chasing her/his tail or require digital scale, at the extreme alt right registering heavy loads whether young or old ought to appreciated as waifer thin self starved as a rail, instead they suffer unfair injustice like a trapped quivering quail thus this fatalistic, generic, and holistic landlubber wanted to point head lee hammer home one secure heterosexual ******* stronger than omnipotent Marcy's Playground weather beaten pail Trent Reznor's sixty 9 inch rust free steel nail into the coffin of bias against bevy of beautiful babes within the mind of this male, who inherited genetic predisposition for being average, hearty and hale yet feel compassion for those engaged in an ongoing with battle of the bulge, hmm... perhaps hiding ample ***** akin to milky sopping wet grail or accepted unequivocally themselves without envy of lithesome women, who seem to possess flair with nary a flail yet possess much love to avail, and tis wise to love oneself unconditionally despite premium aesthetics considered svelte which mass media accentuates de facto spelt definition of femininity aka runway models donned in faux animal pelt whose deliberate self exhibition prompts madding crowd of man to waggle tongue with slack jaws as if ready to melt or at instantaneous signal telepathically felt drop drawers upon removing blackbelt.

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Mar 19, 2018

Mar 19, 2018 at 12:52 AM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Pleasingly Plump Praiseworthy Princesses

women that tip weigh ling needle to spin vicious circle akin to puppy chasing her/his tail or require digital scale, at the extreme alt right registering heavy loads whether young or old ought to appreciated as waifer thin self starved as a rail, instead they suffer unfair injustice like a trapped quivering quail thus this fatalistic, generic, and holistic landlubber wanted to point head lee hammer home one secure heterosexual ******* stronger than omnipotent Marcy's Playground weather beaten pail Trent Reznor's sixty 9 inch rust free steel nail into the coffin of bias against bevy of beautiful babes within the mind of this male, who inherited genetic predisposition for being average, hearty and hale yet feel compassion for those engaged in an ongoing with battle of the bulge, hmm... perhaps hiding ample ***** akin to milky sopping wet grail or accepted unequivocally themselves without envy of lithesome women, who seem to possess flair with nary a flail yet possess much love to avail, and tis wise to love oneself unconditionally despite premium aesthetics considered svelte which mass media accentuates de facto spelt definition of femininity aka runway models donned in faux animal pelt whose deliberate self exhibition prompts madding crowd of man to waggle tongue with slack jaws as if ready to melt or at instantaneous signal telepathically felt drop drawers upon removing blackbelt.

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just give me one more try I know my nose won't stay broke forever wait an minute how can my nose get un broke we know you think I look **** with black eyes that's what you told me before you pushed me in front of that car good thing for me the drivers mother had an blackbelt will you please just give me one more try ? ... .. .

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Feb 26, 2018

Feb 26, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC

lashingstars

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just give me one more try I know my nose won't stay broke forever wait an minute how can my nose get un broke we know you think I look **** with black eyes that's what you told me before you pushed me in front of that car good thing for me the drivers mother had an blackbelt will you please just give me one more try ? ... .. .

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