Spat Poems - Poems about Spat

When the bluster and champion of words bleeds from the flue, quite unintentionally, with seeds… The whirlwind of contrast and opposing creeds turns one blue, when the bluster and champion of words bleeds. Spur of the moment spat of dandelion weeds without a clue, quite unintentionally with seeds. A test dummy with mouth and lip speeds seems so frou-frou,* when the bluster and champion of words...

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Is your body blooming from the calories your consuming and you threw away that yoga mat? Learn a lesson from a cat. If too many hours on your derriere you've sat, playing on face book, conversing on chat, observe a cat. Are you curled up in bed and taking a nap? Filled with excuses not...

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depression breaks the ground beneath our feet without warning and swallows us wholly without remorse. when we come back, what have we lost? if we come back, what did we bring back? darkness takes and stains and does not leave anything unchanged....

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I’d hang my head in shame The day I stop querying the man in my mirror Whose name I’d associate with blame For daring to conceal the fear and tear My conscience weeps as the man fails to keep Promises made to me from the day the avatar Chose to defend every noble cause I hold dear deep Within every pore...

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There was a man God called to serve but he refused to go God's way going in the opposite direction this was a price he would soon pay This man was Jonah a runaway like so many fleeing the divine presence going on a ship bound for Tarshish but God knew who jumped the fence He saw Jonah had jumped ship so God brought...

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Will enough ever be that?Or will we continue to let those who have, dominate, dictate, what we will never have? No a wonder, when stated, lie the created, believed truth. For the majority? the official coup. Must i wonder, Search the frail earth. Seeking harmony, least the never stated truth. My not existing, just one...

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He bought everyone A choux pastry Filled with cream And half covered with chocolate, To eclair the air....

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I’m mad she said as she slammed the door, I’ve never seen her act this way before. She’ll be back I keep telling myself as I stand there staring at the door. What if this is really it, and she can’t take no more? I have to stop her as my...

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