Best Sticks Poems

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But your lies will cease to hurt me
You think that you have finally won
But don't think I'll let you...

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Catapulting ice 
falling from my roofs gutters
dangerous to all.
Don’t walk or stand beneath it; 
or you may end up impaled!

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Sticks and stones, never hurt them bones
Names, cut him to the kwik
They hurt so deep, for to make him weep
More than any club, or stick
See...

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If you are cathedral of consecration
I'm the voluminous chime summoning souls 

If you are the moonglade mountain peak 
I'm the fedora of snow atop you

If...

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only sticks
the bare will be
covered up soon
leaves that will bud
come alive
and make me feel
young again

2/27/2023...

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Why has creepy ego appeared?
D.T. by some sickos was reared!
He fears loss as sin
And smears all to win
But clearly his veneer is...weird...

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Those stupid words
The anguish they cause
So carelessly used
Without second thought
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CANDY CANE STICKS

bent little crooks
red and white 
stripes
help us swallow
Christmascrass
hype 

succor sugar comforts
stuffed stocking taboo

peppermint sticks
disabling treats
bow to licking
lips

spry little hooks that
stoop to bingecringe
stick sickly...

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As needles on skin.
Mimic of rain on glass.
So are the razor blades,
of words without class.
As venom on tooth.
A winged creature's sting.
Of cutting knife's speech,
No good...

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Nothing is turning out like I wanted it to.
Everything is now black and blue.
Wrist cut up with a sharp blade.
Blood rushing out like it's being...

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Throw down
     Pick Up...

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STICKS AND STONES
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Every epoch has its own bone chilling word
Causing great trepidation when ever its heard
If you wanted to destroy a group or...

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My mama always told me that
"Hicks in the sticks"
was a thing way back when.
Timeless as mortar and bricks.

But who woulda thought
that someday she'd marry one?
Bet...

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Onto the blank page, 
Pour forth thoughts; ink lines of black; 
Thought forms of fluid;
A calligraphers ink-scape
A magical miracle.


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Sticks and stones 
May break my bones 
But words will never hurt me 
Obviously the man who said that 
Never heard all the terrible things...

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