Best Slingshots Poems

Death whispered my name today,
a soft seductive coo in my ear.
Proceeding onward to invade my very soul;
And over my body,
I felt the creeping cold take...

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Three points of ionic invisibility, drawn off the charted map
Of realism or reality, the calibrated compass spins out of 
Control, then suddenly freezing at polar...

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A Dragon Squirrel Brigade

Dragon got home from the Army, wanting to be totally, in control.
He wanted to be a Drill Sergeant, to teach the recruits,...

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On one summer night’s boldest game
We hunted and attacked vicious pirates,
Riding on bubble rafts of spokes and rubber
Our young skin caressed by the velvet air;
This...

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"Slingshot"



two morning stars
watch the world
of man collide

two lions roar
one paints the sky 
with tears

the other 
thinks it reigns
winning wars

immersed in blood 
winning souls, covenant
two morning...

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I was a prophet, wrapped in my mothers arms
brightest eyes that saw a darkened world
my brother was the halo figure, a golden arm for slingshots
a...

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Let me tell you a story about a dog named Sam
Sam was a basset hound of most dubious origins
He had a huge ugly wart on...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as poetic element 
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Snickering Bastards     

Two chattering ravens narrate a tale of blind revolution and seedy...

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Evil is incremental
One bullet after another
And after another
And after another
Until there’s a blister
On my trigger finger
Where there used to be a wet print
Of a little...

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Belle, so starry; a growing mystery but you always meant love to me
a butterfly, please remain but I'll let you fly away when you're ready
It's...

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Playing hopscotch upon the stars
Planets stare in awe at the child
Capturing the universe in a jar

Lassoing moonbeams, future rays of hope
To illuminate all dark and...

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why yellow flowers
        Are so afraid of the wind...?
        And the...

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The brotherhood of man 

 When he came into the hall, his brother came down
the stairs, he had forgotten to buy milk
Outside, guns blasted his...

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I had fun brushing the sky, with its impeccable blue,
then a sweep here and there of cloud’s silvery lining.
A few waffled spots amplified the intensity...

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In these United States of America, there is a little town not very far off the beaten path. Neither gold nor silver has ever been...

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