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Rain

Splat. Splat.
It drops on my window pane
Like blood from my pain
Betrayal feels like Cain
A steel knife cuts through a vein
A sharp knife impacts trauma deep
Wet eyes can' t see
Lead feet don't leap
Shattered hearts can't beat
Splat. Splat
Make me who I once was
Breathe through me and give me a voice
Bring back the pieces of me I have lost
I love thy smell, for thee I lust
As the wind kisses the earth's dust
And clouds gather to burst
As father time welcomes his sun home
And I lie here in darkness alone
As loneliness eats through my bones
And I curl into a cone
The skies birth thee forth
Splat.Splat.
Lead feet do move
Broken hearts can love
Out I run into droplets of God's own tears
Drop by dropp scare my fears
Buckets of thee drown my pain
Thy nature slide my tears
Thy scent gives me hope
I glance at my life
Same need. Same greed.
Same breed. Same creed.
When life brings me to my knees
And tears blind my vision
And folly clouds my judgment
And I need just one last breath
You are all I need
You are my.....rain.

poem by Jenim Dibie
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Raining

All good things must come to the eventuality of an end.
Again its raining,
its always seems to be raining.
The disappearance of the sun.
Where has it gone?
In the darkness hides the light.
Taking a peek behind the curtain of grey clouds.
Putting an end to another shroud.
A temporary loss is temporarily found.
With it I hear the sounds of rain drops hit the ground going splat, splat.
A constant impact.
All good things must come to the eventuality of an end.
Again its raining.
Its always seems to be raining

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A Dog, A Cat

A dog, a cat, a bird, a bat,
They all lived in a sailors hat;
One day he said 'I'll throw you out, '
He did, they fell
Split splat, split splat.

(Written Feb 1994)

poem by John Carter Brown
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What you ask?

A punctuation mark… Molten in wax
A shimmering flirtation within the night!
A 'dog's cock 'a flower like Devils Flax
With its yellow and orange tongue—alight!

In the Qin dynasty— the first made of whale fat.
(221-206 BC) . What you ask? O the simple earliest candle.
'And, peddled to princes not any wharf rat'
Used to compose; by George Frederick Handel.

It was an interjection a big 'bang'
Can you imagine their exclamation? !
When White ivory keys scented of ylang-ylang
Went; splat, splat, splat in golden summation.

A dazzling feat was their interjections
Now we have light let's answer many more questions.

............................... ...............
A 'dog's cock' and 'bang' are also names for a punctuation mark!

poem by Mark Heathcote
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Bombs Away

In the skies above us
the birds tirelessly fly,
their aerial displays
are better than our own.
The sail across the currents effortlessly
and on their bombing raids
their targeting is precise.
Their bombs do not kill or maim,
but do mess things up a bit.
Never park under a tree
as they have a particular delight
of targets parked there.
They seem to like
the colour red when bombing
and their evidence is always seen.
Our feathered friends
swoop down from the sky
and enjoy their bombing practice
when one comes into sight.
The leader yells TALLY HO
and away they go
with a SPLAT here and a SPLAT there.
At just one glance,
you can tell you have been targeted.
Now just imagine how much
worse it could be
if cows learned to fly.

poem by David Harris
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Lickety Split

Licekty split, lickety splat
trying so fast to get where you're at
rushing around, trying to make ground
circling just like a merry-go-round.

Life is too short. Is that why we run?
The race that we're in we've already won.
Try to slow down.Enjoy the moment
or you'll never know how it was spent.

Stop in a pet store and watch a gerbil.
He's just like us, running his treadmill.
And where has it gotten him, still in a cage.
That is what's happening to us as we age.

Life's what you make it.
Don't make it a jet.
If that's what you do, that's what you'll get.
A life gone too fast, where is it at?
It's at lickety split, lickety splat!

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Gah, Sleep

On zombie-pilot
Eyes barely open
Or closed
Temples will burst
Chunks of brain
Splat on the walls
Unicorn blood here
Rainbow flesh there
Candy vomit everywhere

poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro
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Your mom is so ugly and fat
her big but sat on the cat
I heard a meow
and a giant fat cow
And all that was left was a splat!

quote by by Brandon Wyatt
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Social Path

The swallow follows me
Like a sickening disease
I think it's looking for some feed
It looks so hungry
Splat goes such a pest
I'm not to be walked on
I'm the one with the cruelest intent
Hell bent on nothing better then utter destruction
All because I'm so mentally screwed up
Pluck me from the sky
On such an ugly canvas
Cause I'm not here to impress.
I'm not a success
So die when it matters
And when it don't for that little factor
I'm the out their trying get you when your tripping
When you drinking a little to much
When you don't when to shut up
When your stealing that car
I won't be far
With knife in hand intent on causing a fatality
From such a reality
I'm slightly psycho
I have an alternate ego
Such a pretty face
I could use the ears
The nose
The eyes
To give an old guy a surprise
And hopefully will have a heart attack and die
They will question why
Because I didn't like you
You and another dirty dozen
I'll drink your blood
As I button my sleeve
I'll feed my dog with the left over meat
Boy it taste so sweet
Watch as I retreat
Back into my darkness
In till another comes along
This is where I belong

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A mantra

Here we both lie in our bed
She is sleeping, dreaming
In an unconscious world
While I lay here awake
Conscious of the dark
Concentrating on the sound
Of raindrops pitter-pattering
On the roof. I listen intently
To each distinctive descending drop
Different and yet the same
Like a mental mantra
Repeating over and over
Drip! Drop! Splash! Splat!
Until I [yawn] fall……

poem by Albert Ahearn
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Relief

Gathering winds cumulate moisture seeds
rolling athwart tempestuous seas,
that float in gossamer clouds on
cooling breeze, easing savage
summer swelter parching
stark expectant fields.
Sweeping inward
monsoon black,
lightning
Flash!
crack!
Thunder,
splat! Heavy
drops, dance, dart, dash.
Joyful hands clap! Young
feet, jump, splish, splash; relief
floods. Torrents rain down warm on
earth's upturned face, rivulets run
wild along nakedness, baptising
thirsty toiled fields made ready for planting.

poem by Diana Rosser
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Desinding Into My Last Fall

Right now I feel like I am walking on a type rope,
with a broken end hanging out in space,
being prodded by the devil just to see me fall,
and now I am free for the first time that I can recall,
floating on air as descending in my last fall,
that the earth take me up and spit me out,
just before I hit the ground,
and maybe I might just bounce,
then float again high into the sky,
but the ground seems to coming up way to fast.
or I just go splat.

poem by Walter C. Edwards
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Love Lost Broken Hearts

Love Lost Broken Hearts

Within the time love is lost

Thrown asunder into the
Wind

Left

Many broken hearts to live
In loneliness

Broken down piece by piece

Weaken just to mourn a love
That was once beautiful

But Now

Just tossed into the wind

Like the petals from the rose

Destined to ride upon the

Wind

Now used and broken

Just

Tears fills the wind

Sobbing echo's into the night

From the broken hearts
Tossed away like broken
Glass

Ancient and old as the lost
Love is trapped

Within time

Within the mind

Love that is lost from time
Back than

Weaken from the fight trying
To hold their lover heart

But

Cannot be regained

Cannot be mended

Spoiled without even a
'Sigh'

From her lover's heart

Just echo's of hurt and tears

From

The painful ruins of love tied
So strong

Being tossed to the wind as
Unwanted paper

Lonely eyes

Lonely hearts

Lonely tears

Just rides and echo's in the
Wind

Crying out for their love

That cannot be found

So desperately in need

To find their place in

The heart of the wind

That holds all their tears

Their fears

Their Pain

That bleeds into the heart
Of the wind

From The Love That Is Lost

And The Broken hearts..

poem by Carolyn Sears
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Two To Go

I’m hunting them,
All of them.
One went down with a pull of my trigger,
As did the next,
And the next.
Do you want me to take you out as well?
No,
So get out of my way.
The next one falls,
Splat, on the ground.
Followed by three more,
Then another two,
One by one they dropp dead.
All with a bullet in their head.
Makes me laugh.
A silly little bullet.
Put it in a head,
And it kills people.
Isn’t it funny?
Still hunting,
Waiting to finish them off.
The have no where to run,
Not now,
Now that there’s only two to go.
Just wait,
I’ll get them.

poem by Rachel Brewer
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Blacktop Kiss'' by. Kevin Mireles

On a casual weekday,
with a gentle breeze
and somber sun,
strong-versus-weak
world of kickball
fields and blacktop,
I learn
of playground cruelty
from a face splat!

Strolling
from the equipment shed
to the
tether-ball ring,
careless
candy-thoughts
wandering
through my
elementary mind,
I make an oblivious
fatal turn
into the
Lafayette Lion's den,
a vicious pack
of unmerciful boys.

Push!
extended foot.
Falling,
yanked
from my lollipop
daydream.
Falling,
To my grammar
-school grave.
Smack!
Down.

Flushed
with a
thousand colors:
Crimson Fury,
Sapphire Pain,
Pink Humiliation;
Cackling swarm of echoes
as I kiss the ground,
gravel-lips.

Push-off
the asphalt
to rise
from the trauma,
stomach to knees-
knees to feet.
I never raise
my eyes
to behold
the teasing
crescent circle
of crooked teeth
encompassing.

The tears begin
to bundle up
behind my eyelids.
Run!
I can't
let them
see me cry.

Scampering away
across the blacktop
to the shade
of the shed,
a growing feeling
drenches my ego,
Revenge!
Not my ethics.
Swallow of pride,
I die a little.
No redemption.

poem by Kevin Mireles
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Musicbox

When I am lost
you shine a light for me and set me free
When I am low
You wash away my tears
And take me through

The loneliness
And emptiness
Through the darkest night
Somehow I survive
Through it all

When you tell me I'm the only one you need
Sweet and tenderly
And your love
Breaks away the clouds surrounding me
All I have I want to give to thee

If I should fall
Your love is strong enough to lift me up
If I'm afraid
You chase away my fears
And take me to

A brighter place
Beyond the rain
And I feel alright
Because you're by my side
Through it all

When you tell me I'm the only one you need
Sweet and tenderly
And your love
Breaks away the clouds surrounding me
All I have I want to give to thee

You take me through
The loneliness and the emptiness
And I feel alright
'Cause you're by my side

Through it all
You tell me I'm the only one you need
Sweet and tenderly
And your love
Just breaks away the clouds surrounding me
And baby all I have I want to give to thee

Want to give you all of my love
Now and forever my love
All I have I want to give to thee

song performed by by Mariah Carey from Music Box
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Music Box

- m. carey - w. afanasieff -
Mhhh
When I am lost
You shine a light for me and set me free
When I am low
You wash away my tears
And take me through
The loneliness and emptiness
Through the darkest night
Somehow I survive
Through it all
When you tell me Im the only one you need
Sweet and tenderly
And your love
Breaks away the clouds surrounding me
All I have I want to give to thee
Oh baby
Mh
If I should fall
Your love is strong enough to lift me up
If Im afraid
Oh baby
You chase away my fears
And take me to
A brighter place
Beyond the rain
And I feel alright
cause youre by my side
Through it all
When you tell me Im the only one you need
Sweet and tenderly
And your love
Breaks away the clouds surrounding me
All I have I want to give to thee
Oh baby
Mh
Mh
Da da da da da
Haaa
You take me through
The loneliness and emptiness
And I feel alright
cause youre by my side
When you tell me Im the only one you need
Sweet and tenderly
And your love
Breaks away the clouds surrounding me
All I have I want to give to thee
Oh baby
Mh
Want to give you all of my love (ooh)
Now and forever my love (my love, my love)
All I have I want to give to thee
Mhh
Mhhhh

song performed by by Mariah Carey
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Splat!

I watched the woodlouse cross the floor.
It slowly crawled to the patio doors,
then, it tried to creep under my seat!
I caught my breath, I nearly screamed.
I couldn't possibly leave it there,
Good God, it might climb up the stairs!
So I hid, was quiet and as it moved
I clobbered it with the heel of my shoe!
Well I didn't dare sweep it under the mat
so I made damn sure the woodlouse went splat!

poem by Ruth Walters
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The rain drops dance

The rain drops dance
They twist and twirl
They smack the ground
Only to rise into the sky

They twist and twirl
They fall with glee
Only to rise into the sky
They dance the eternal dance

They fall with glee
With grace and poise
They dance the eternal dance
Till splat do they part

They sail through the air
They smack the ground
Painting a canvas in the dust
The rain drops dance

poem by Will Hubbs
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The Mother's Prayer

This was my little son
Who leapt and laughed on my knee:
Body we made with love,
Soul made with love by Thee.
This was the mystery
In which I worshipped Thy grace;
This was the sign to me -
The unveiling of Thy face . . .
This, that lies under Thy skies
Naked as on that day
When the floor of heaven gave way
And the glory of God shone through,
When the world was made new
And Thy word was made flesh for me . . .
He lies there, bare to Thy skies,
O Lord God, see!

Body that was in mine
A secret, sacred spell,
Little hands I have kissed
Trampled by beasts in Hell . . .
Growing beauty and grace . . .
Oh, head that lay on my bosom . . .
Broken, battered, shattered . . .
Body that grew like a blossom!
All that was promised me
On my life's royal day.
Every promise broken -
Only a ghost, and clay!

O God, I kneel at Thy feet;
I lay my hands in Thine:
Thou gavest Thy Son for the world,
And shall I not give mine?
Only--O God, have pity!
All my defences are down:
God, I accept the Cross,
Let HIM have the Crown!

By all that my love has borne,
By all that all mothers bear,
By the infinite patient anguish,
By the never-ceasing prayer,
By the thoughts that cut like a living knife,
By the tears that are never dry,
Take what he died to win You -
God, take Your victory!

We have watched on till the light burned low,
And watched the dawn awake;
We have lived hardly and hardly fared
For our sons' sake.
All that was good in Thy earth,
All that taught us of Heaven,
All that we had in the world
We have given.
We pray with empty hands
And hearts that are stiff with pain.
O God! O God! O God!
Let the sacrifice not be vain.
This is his blood, Lord, see!
His blood that was shed for Thee;
Thy banner is dyed in that red tide
Lord, take Thy victory!

God! give Thine angels power
To fight as he fought,
To scatter the hosts of evil,
To bring their boastings to naught -
Gabriel with trumpet of battle . . .
Michael, who wields Thy sword . . .
Breathe Thou Thy spirit upon them,
Put forth Thy strength, O Lord.
See, Lord, this is his body,
Broken for Thee, for Thee . . .
My son, my little son,
Who leapt and laughed on my knee.

poem by Edith Nesbit
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Alfred Tennyson

Tears, idle tears! Ah, who shall bid us weep,
Now that thy lyre, O prophet, is unstrung?
What voice shall rouse the dull world from its sleep
And lead its requiem as when Grief was young,
And thou in thy rapt youth, Time's bards among,
Captured our ears, and we looked up and heard
Spring's sweetest music on thy mourning tongue
And knew thee for Pain's paradisal bird.
We are alone without thee in our tears,
Alone in our mute chauntings. Vows are vain
To tell thee how we loved thee in those years
Nor dream to look upon thy like again.
We know not how to weep without thy aid,
Since all that tears would tell thyself hast said.

poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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