"landside" poems - Hello Poetry

Boulders crushing In a landside Unable to lift Betrayal hit me My love crushed me You crushed me In a landslide Stealing my breath away “I’ll never hurt you” “You’re too good for me” “When you hurt I hurt” In a landslide In a landslide You never came And I faded away Along with my trust in you.

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Feb 22, 2015

Feb 22, 2015 at 12:10 AM UTC

roybr

Landslide

Boulders crushing In a landside Unable to lift Betrayal hit me My love crushed me You crushed me In a landslide Stealing my breath away “I’ll never hurt you” “You’re too good for me” “When you hurt I hurt” In a landslide In a landslide You never came And I faded away Along with my trust in you.

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I left because I had to prove it to myself- but I see my reflection in your face, a landside. clover from lawns torn with grass and all tied to your wrist- the delicate jewelry. pointing at the jar I say, this is where honey comes from. (I’ll never leave you.)

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Aug 12, 2013

Aug 12, 2013 at 2:42 PM UTC

yokomolotov

Clover Bracelet

I left because I had to prove it to myself- but I see my reflection in your face, a landside. clover from lawns torn with grass and all tied to your wrist- the delicate jewelry. pointing at the jar I say, this is where honey comes from. (I’ll never leave you.)

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He's a thundercrash thorncake Can crush you with a handshake Juicy as a rare steak Feeds my dreams Owns a chartreuse shotgun Is taller than the noon sun Has me coming undone Licks my pain He's a cyanide thrill ride A rollercoaster landside Likes it by the bedside Fills my ache I am his and he's mine Like succotash and sunshine Exploding like a landmine Save our souls!

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Nov 27, 2014

Nov 27, 2014 at 11:08 PM UTC

louvaughn

My Man

He's a thundercrash thorncake Can crush you with a handshake Juicy as a rare steak Feeds my dreams Owns a chartreuse shotgun Is taller than the noon sun Has me coming undone Licks my pain He's a cyanide thrill ride A rollercoaster landside Likes it by the bedside Fills my ache I am his and he's mine Like succotash and sunshine Exploding like a landmine Save our souls!

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it is like a muddy avalanche, surfing the surface, pulling from the deep, boulder size nuggets, leaving cuts, that blood, has to be stanched, landside not a victory, rubble forms a heap, at the bottom, where Earth puts feet.

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Feb 17, 2015

Feb 17, 2015 at 5:17 PM UTC

darrell-wade-elverum

Feet

it is like a muddy avalanche, surfing the surface, pulling from the deep, boulder size nuggets, leaving cuts, that blood, has to be stanched, landside not a victory, rubble forms a heap, at the bottom, where Earth puts feet.

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I hate birds but I've been teaching them how to sing For you Even though you lurk in the Depths of my mind - surfacing Momentarily at all of the wrong times Torturing me Alluring Exhilarating- me I could not imagine a single Millisecond that you are not Behind my eyes I could not go a day without internally hearing your voice - You are the ocean and I am the Smallest crustacean - a bottom feeder You are the moon and I am the sun I die everyday so that you can Breathe I could not live this life without you Even if it is spent away from you - You are here Within me You are in every song I hear Every sunset I see Every inch of me burns with your touch Why did I not leave a space of my own? 1, 1,00, 100,000 years from now Even after out souls have returned to Their rightful homes- Yours the tress and mine The constellations (opposites) I will love you You will always be the first rock - That started my landside The first disturbance that caused my Avalanche The center of my being, my world, my galaxy, my universe I want to die like this If love were a window you were The whole **** house

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Feb 28, 2015

Feb 28, 2015 at 3:28 PM UTC

nm522

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I hate birds but I've been teaching them how to sing For you Even though you lurk in the Depths of my mind - surfacing Momentarily at all of the wrong times Torturing me Alluring Exhilarating- me I could not imagine a single Millisecond that you are not Behind my eyes I could not go a day without internally hearing your voice - You are the ocean and I am the Smallest crustacean - a bottom feeder You are the moon and I am the sun I die everyday so that you can Breathe I could not live this life without you Even if it is spent away from you - You are here Within me You are in every song I hear Every sunset I see Every inch of me burns with your touch Why did I not leave a space of my own? 1, 1,00, 100,000 years from now Even after out souls have returned to Their rightful homes- Yours the tress and mine The constellations (opposites) I will love you You will always be the first rock - That started my landside The first disturbance that caused my Avalanche The center of my being, my world, my galaxy, my universe I want to die like this If love were a window you were The whole **** house

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A thousand miles wide The storm it is landside Takes all the trees that were going to die The cargo floods the highways A pier ride in the ocean Fifty-five hundred sheltered, safe and sound Over 6 million people without power Did they ever really have the power Not like Sandy Such devastation The govenor needs a vacation Again

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Jan 3, 2015

Jan 3, 2015 at 8:39 AM UTC

david-ehrgott

The Power of Destruction 2012

A thousand miles wide The storm it is landside Takes all the trees that were going to die The cargo floods the highways A pier ride in the ocean Fifty-five hundred sheltered, safe and sound Over 6 million people without power Did they ever really have the power Not like Sandy Such devastation The govenor needs a vacation Again

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Crimes and recriminations, swear oath to the Constitution, so help me God, Charlottesville, good men on both sides, a merry-go-round of sychophants and con-men, love letters to dictators, not up, not in, partying with Epstein, ******* prostitutes and playgirls, Maga rallies and riots. turning Oval Office into black box, pulling kids, even babies, from mothers's arms, a wall too far, no bridges, can't read or write English, pandemic a "Democrat hoax," Mar-a-lago back swing, under the bus, orange skin and orange hair, no empathy, blaming others, one impeachment after another, take 'em to court 50-60 times, racists, neo-Nazis, white supremacists, KKK, won by a landside, storm the Capitol, hang Pence, **** Pelosi, another day in democracy, Air Force One, America last. TOD HOWARD HAWKS

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Jan 29, 2021

Jan 29, 2021 at 6:45 AM UTC

tod-howard-hawks

CRIMES AND RECRIMINATIONS

Crimes and recriminations, swear oath to the Constitution, so help me God, Charlottesville, good men on both sides, a merry-go-round of sychophants and con-men, love letters to dictators, not up, not in, partying with Epstein, ******* prostitutes and playgirls, Maga rallies and riots. turning Oval Office into black box, pulling kids, even babies, from mothers's arms, a wall too far, no bridges, can't read or write English, pandemic a "Democrat hoax," Mar-a-lago back swing, under the bus, orange skin and orange hair, no empathy, blaming others, one impeachment after another, take 'em to court 50-60 times, racists, neo-Nazis, white supremacists, KKK, won by a landside, storm the Capitol, hang Pence, **** Pelosi, another day in democracy, Air Force One, America last. TOD HOWARD HAWKS

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monkey DNA rules the landside multitudes of dudes rally around the ranch hands planning to take stands against stands of trees standing tall light refracts bending ever so giving the low lying foliage full spectrum— apelike in their motions and communicating only in grunts suspendered stewards stake claims on the Sycamore for more money moreover, eyes shine on the falling pine – mannish flexing droplets of sweat stack rack of sweet smelling fir slats binge drinking between filling bins train cars destined for ports shipping the soil's children to the impoverished and underdeveloped – aged tycoons rest scabby elbows on traditional oak armrests seated near the mahogany footed desk lamp just to the left of a little cedar box containing cigars –

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Jan 16, 2015

Jan 16, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC

s-lyman-temple

thank you, Tree

monkey DNA rules the landside multitudes of dudes rally around the ranch hands planning to take stands against stands of trees standing tall light refracts bending ever so giving the low lying foliage full spectrum— apelike in their motions and communicating only in grunts suspendered stewards stake claims on the Sycamore for more money moreover, eyes shine on the falling pine – mannish flexing droplets of sweat stack rack of sweet smelling fir slats binge drinking between filling bins train cars destined for ports shipping the soil's children to the impoverished and underdeveloped – aged tycoons rest scabby elbows on traditional oak armrests seated near the mahogany footed desk lamp just to the left of a little cedar box containing cigars –

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