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"squashes" poems

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Red RosesTommy is three and when he's bad / his mother dances with him. / She puts on the record,

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left brain, right brain.left brain, left brain / logical and literal / logarithms and lessons

@_cherryblossom24_49

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wild haggisin Scotland fair you must beware / the weathered moor at night / For it is said a thing of dread

@soul-in-torment44

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One of These DaysOne of these days, the glimmer in your eye that knocks me out will actually break me, / And then my words and reservoir of tears will shatter into shards of truth / That stick into and stain your hands when you apologetically try to sweep them up.

@subconscious-on-parade42

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The Dead Dog Series Vol.1 (excerpt) - The Horny DogThe owner gave the dog / Some funky cold madina / He licked it all up

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The chaos of chaosThe true virtue's chaos. / Chaos is a fascinating state, / Even better, as a state, chaos is everything.

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Chaos cracks its knucklesThe simplest of shapes are losing their form. / The sun will blend in with the shade at this rate / I can't stand up in this storm.

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on a chronic ailmentno longer a true human being, not really / a tangled web of hurt and anger and / confusion and physical pain and

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When?Waiting for the Luas in Tallaght, minding my own business when this little bugger stops and spits on my shoe, laughs and runs off. No reason, no explanation, no apology, nothing. I'm more disgusted with myself because I hang my head in shame and say what I feel I am, nothing. What have I got to be ashamed about, but I am. I'm ashamed of my apathy, my fear. I meet the eyes of the fella on my left and he says "Bastard, no respect". I nod and say "thanks". What am I thanking him for, for his observing that the bugger showed no respect or is he making comment on me, because he's be right, I have no respect for myself. I'm the invisible middle-aged woman who got noticed because someone spit on my shoe. / Why can't they notice that if they smile, I smile back, that I can hold a conversation and even on occasions be witty. I never was much of a looker but think I've an ok personality. When did that fade into the background? When did I disappear? / Ah here comes the tram, pre-paid ticket so no chat to the driver. I daren't talk to another passenger, be intruding on their space. Well that's what I think. So is the problem with me, am I giving of some vibe, or is society sinking daily into everyone for themselves mode. Don't need or want to interact with anyone unless there's something in it for me.

@susan-oreilly35

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Snakes!Snakes! / The daggers fly. / From the tongue of venom.

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There is a Castle on a CloudA castle made of smoke and ash / that squashes the cloud and makes it rain / a black and gray that falls

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Grassy Sheets of LawnThe brisk air sets on moist and grassy sheets / Of lawn that’s covered, colors on colors and hues / Reminding me that back home the warm feast

@daniel-j-aguilera11

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How NiceHow nice it would be, / In a house by the sea, / To watch the waves rock endlessly,

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The Fire Within my HeartI realized / I must have lost / My spark

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On Earth as it is in HeavenBe merciful even as your Heavenly Father is merciful / Thy kingdom come thy Will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven / Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.

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Childhood RuinedCinderella, dressed in yella, / went upstairs to kiss her fella, / What she saw there wasn't great,

@serena-corbett29

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Wild Animals.You can have a bad Bear encounter / watch a venomous snake slither up your leg / feel the crushing weight of an Elephant as it squashes you dead

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My Conscious Body at the MomentBreath / It pulls out of me and I'm left / Needing

@pennythepoet39

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BootedWhen I picture you, / I picture a big, black, boot. / A force that squashes me when

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A Confident BreedShe squashes a bunch of grapes / red as blood / and a purple bruise

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Lent Collection #38 - Ordinary love: extraordinaryOrdinary moments: sitting on the couch, reading, watching TV, / But behold the backdrop, turquoise waves: the vast sea, / And family, all ages, different generations; pure pleasure.

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Diagnose Me, PleaseIt’s inevitable, / Undeniable: / I am shrinking, fading, falling away

@MessageintheSky23

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