Shrill Poems - Poems about Shrill

Jill just can’t sit for one minute still; In everything she wants some thrill! One rainy evening she climbs a hill; From there she slips making a shrill! This results her fall straight into a rill; She swallows water a gallon at her will! As her belly swells, she falls critically ill; The quack there tries on her every pill! It costs...

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there was a young man from Seville whose wife's voice was chillingly shrill he said please shut up he’d more than enough sending him looking for advil! (caveat: no endorsement of product intended)...

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Howl; I’m throbbing blanket of stillness; It’s too loud to hear the scream; Wail, stranded obscenely inside; Fiercely constricted by my thoughts shrill....

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The new morning breaks, The old night passes from eyes, The cock loudly crows....

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Sing Brown bird State thy name Claim your domain Your bill - golden bling You’re adult now Time to wow Blackbird Sing 16 April 2021 Contest: Spring Ninette Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger...

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Part 5 They continued to fry under a blistering sky With little water to stifle the heat. When the Hippo put forth, "Considering our course, We have entered the waters of a perilous beast." "You may have heard tales of all manner of whales And from that... make what...

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As early frost kissed window glass And autumn shed her scant remains, Her glory done, her time now past Bare trees lined the country lanes, The woods were quiet, nothing stirred Filled it seemed with expectation, The shrill echo of a bird Lamented autumn's resignation....

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Break Forest Quiet The Shrill of a Barn Owl The Job Accomplished...

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It was halloween night I heard children shouting with glee One odd looking man knocked my door Filled my bag with goodies and opended the door He snatched the chocolate and ran away I was sobbing as I didn't have more candies to give Another guy came Highly dressed like a bood sucking vampire He gave his arm to me Filled my bag with...

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This tale of “The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror” lives on in the mountain village of Gpeth Tor in the outlying region of the “Dark Forbidden Forest” known for evil, death, and lost souls. This tale passeth from generation to generation, to the present, and still frightens all people who hear its grim message as it sends...

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The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror This tale of “The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror” lives on in the mountain village of Gpeth Tor in the outlying region of the “Dark Forbidden Forest” known for evil, death, and lost souls. This tale passeth from generation to generation, to the present, and still frightens all people...

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The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror This tale of “The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror” lives on in the mountain village of Gpeth Tor in the outlying region of the “Dark Forbidden Forest” known for evil, death, and lost souls. This tale passeth from generation to generation, to the present, and still frightens all people...

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Mornings shrill with skylarks singing o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture, the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer. A sudden shower would see me running fancy free between the rain drops, I cried 'Excelsior!' and set the hills alive; I skittered, happy crisp and clear, like God's first measure of a...

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The teapot whistling on the stove reminded him of what had been in settled domesticity when they were only twenty-three. The baby crying in the crib the teapot whistling on the stove the way her apron hugged her hips the sparks that flew between their lips creating scenes of bliss and strife. And when she ceased to be his wife the teapot whistling on the...

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