Splutters Poems - Poems about Splutters

...I see a clearing It's big enough to land in The grass is short No rocks or bumps It's all clear for landing My heart beats in panic Tears of sweat run down my face Fear grips my body In exp......Read the rest...

...STEEL AND SILK My love like steel and silk cuts through you splutters your blood watermelon juice down a throat Wipes it with yellow silken ribbon ......Read the rest...

...The gurgling brook starts to babble near here, It murmurs, humming a soft mantra song, With squish, squelch, squirm, its fluid voice is clear, As it splashes, splutt......Read the rest...

...My tongue seeks a trope I want to turn it over in my mouth Taste it, let the juices slip down my throat Crunch it til it sticks to my teeth Momentarily feel like glass Still I swallow it down B......Read the rest...

..."The perils of a possible crash landing with a touch of humor to end it" ~~ The Poet ~~ " Burlesque is poetry that treats a serious subject, humorously, or is simply a trivial story." ~~ Poetry So......Read the rest...

...It clicks and it whirs and it chunters, This wonderful little machine, As it takes and measures and grinds Those marvellous little brown beans. It hisses and it gurgles and it splutters Then fin......Read the rest...

...Ah...Satisfactorily Succumbing Into Salubrious Sleep Aye sandman, I surrender to yar supreme governance surreal spectacular soiree gifts subconscious sphere soothing (analogous to natural pallia......Read the rest...

...November is a thin needle under the shortest rib, often it slips past your moat, your portcullis, your castle walls unnoticed. The fire in your kitchen splutters and the wood is too wet t......Read the rest...

...I wake up at five each morning, I hear cock a doodle doo my stomach’s gurgling but I won’t eat until I'm through; as the horses need feeding on hay and crunchy car......Read the rest...

...so this poem is based solely on the title and its interpretations so the obvious one is racism do the blind only see the sound if you take it like colour as in shades of pink is shade just a......Read the rest...

...I look into the mirror and falter, Staring back at me is a stranger Wallowing in pity and self rebuke. Another victim pierced by love's hook. Being stripped bare and exposed Like a waste paper t......Read the rest...

...pandemoniac incredulity sweeps the fat globe illusion in disguise and sweet dreams of equality the grim reaper measures invincible destruction finally attempts to be fair at least once in a......Read the rest...

...They channelized the news the quick zapped flash of fact undeniably taking the opportunity by storm by the contortions of varsity they proclaimed so devoutly the new acceptable norm of an alrea......Read the rest...

...She turns up the blue flames, lowers the chops. Dripping crackles, iron is fat licked - grease on her fingers. The meat finds its voice, splutters of buttery smaze. The pork is in bloom. The......Read the rest...

...It’s you I call to in my dreams, To pull me out from the fear I’ve seen. The ones that hold me in captured fright, When slow motion kicks in, And my screams are no more than wheezing murmurs, Wh......Read the rest...