Splatted Poems - Poems about Splatted

...When I tie the noose, will you stop me from defying gravity, perhaps I shall hold my own hands whilst I try to descend high above the ground, and maybe when I fail, I'll put a  call through  to 91......Read the rest...

...Walked into a door frame and battered my shoulder Felt I’d done battle with some kind of boulder I thought I’d need more than a dollop of ointment So I rang the doctor to book an appointment T......Read the rest...

...[This is based on a true story from some years ago… Some elaboration involved… oh… and nothing got Splatted.] * I sat there busy typing, some poetry and tha......Read the rest...

...Those BMX bikers were kicking up dust But the blockade ahead meant they had to have trust The little green guy with a face like a sprout Would come up with something to help them all out The s......Read the rest...

...You ain’t big, and you ain’t clever When you rampage hell for leather Through the woods, John Wayne you ain’t With your gun that fires paint Spouting stuff like ‘I’m the man’ Acting like you’......Read the rest...

...Ooh that hurt! Splatted face-first in the dirt, Oh good grief! I think I've rattled my teeth. I thought I could out run that team, Cause I'm the fastest thing you've ever seen, The reason I cou......Read the rest...

...4 a.m. fog rich on fields tranquil. Holstein milk slaps the bucket by hand. White reports parking-lot cars with lights on. Calls home to mom every Tuesday. Young love is as white as is baby’s ......Read the rest...

...Lullabies give birth to a new sunrise, and the wind lies still in the valleys low… Sapphire skies sunken in static eyes, the birch trees bark a belting blow… Where echoes dance in sweet rom......Read the rest...

...FRIENDS IN HIGH PLACES So much for the laughs Late night chats Never ending teasing, and name callings Like brothers and sisters of one Like we were born at once So much of tagging along ......Read the rest...

...*Inspired by Cheryl Hoffman’s “The Skin We’re In” — Go read it! On a turkey it's called a wattle on a moose, "the bell," (not “the bottle”) Those batlike things? (too small - see wings)......Read the rest...

...We have no sabbath on and in of and for deep oceanic atmospheres. Sabbath is for cities and the lands we share to hold them six days per week. Lands we gives ourselves to rest on seven, from......Read the rest...

...Rainy day washed away the blood splatted On the sidewalk and street of a young man I assasinated without any mercy and pity Green monster of jealousy blinded my mind His body was lying lifele......Read the rest...

...We are all with such or other way have lead, moved himself or drifted out from eternal Truth. We are all lived in Crist or hidden of him attracted to him or betryed him, escaping from his ......Read the rest...

...5 droppin 6 poppin thats what we use to scream hood til we die but dying was only a dream then one day a phone call brought that dream to reality 2 shots to the chest made me realize there is no immo......Read the rest...