Best Ambled Poems

 ~ I - I Arrive in Glasgow ~

When I arrived in Glasgow town
I knew nary a soul
So tired I's nearly fallin' down
Yet I'd no place to go 

I wandered up Buchanan street 
In hopes to find a bed
Or e'en a simple mat o' hey
On...

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I dreamed that I stood in a valley, and amid sighs,
For happy lovers passed two by two where I stood;
And I dreamed my lost love came stealthily out of the wood
With her cloud-pale eyelids falling on dream-dimmed eyes. 
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Come wrestle with a gator!
Said the poster at the fair.
With tape around its mouth, it looked
Pathetic in its lair.

Yet in a cage adjoining it,
A tortoise ambled 'round,
Its movements sure and steady,
One foot lifting off the ground.

With claws extended, it appeared
To glide on tippy toes;
Its ancient...

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Sunny aspirations were not meant to be
As cloudy days appended the rainy nights
And mornings arose with darkened skies
Leaving her behind, in shattered dreams

Still she walked, in your abandoned path
Hoping one day you would turn around
But you kept advancing, defying her call
Searching for meaning you never...

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The Muffin and the Cupcake

Little miss muffin was resting one day
When a cute little cupcake came looking her way
The gaze he held, was saying one thing
I'm coming over to pull apron string             ...

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There was a little dog one day,
Who ambled on his aimless way.
He didn't have a house or home:
A doggy bed or fine meat bone.

His coat was mats and full of fleas.
He owned no boy to try and please.
Near garbage bin was where he sat,
Along with...

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He stood and aimlessly watched the parade of patrons and volunteers that wandered daily past his kennel.  All so familiar, so ordinary.  Just like every other day he mused.  Nothing new.  Nothing special.

Moving to the small crumpled blanket near the back...

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My family had always told me
About ‘our gift’ since I was a small girl
That allowed us to feel the spiritual,
And see things not of this world

I ignored them until, at the age of sixteen
I’d gone out with a friend for the night,
We were being walked...

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Our jobs were all done yesterday,
Got up to a sunny morning today.
Breakfast done and dishes washed,
Another coffee and my comfy chair,
Just gazing about seeing what's there.
Azure blue sky and a gentle breeze,
All in place for a morning of ease.
Birds drink at the fountain I made,
They...

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Lightheaded I ambled
towards the lonely pub.
Liquor helps sometimes you know.
It burns the mind,
empties it
of niggling thoughts,
of subtle yearnings,
of ambitious aspirations.
 
There she was
redhead and flushed.
A companion in distress.
We drank together,
confessed together,
envied together.
 
Time's up.
Outwards we lurched
hugging each other
towards the beach
where empty cabins
gave us respite.
 
Morning...

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His shop is filled with the finest treasures
The artist walks ‘midst his imposing creations,
By the marvelous statuary, and original pictures.

Artifacts collected from myriads of nations
Featuring tapestries and folk art unparalleled,
The artist walks ‘midst his imposing creations

And those of other masters who’ve excelled
In the finest of...

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In the midst of a wet night,
Discovered myself upon a viaduct.
Straggled or vagrant, uncertain.
Not petrified by the dark, rumbling sky,
Amazed to find the place familiar.

I perceived the faintest advancing steps,
On turning back, delighted with her presence.
The cold, shivering breeze, 
Waved her black long hair.
I insisted...

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The sun set low
And my heart split asunder
The wind blew hard with traces of slow
Darkness spread around and pierced deep under
My blooming valley of roses
Causing them to wrinkle and writher
Poison seeped through my immaterial illusionary world
And caused my heaven a devastating destruction
Smithereens of cutting glass...

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As I ambled around the village pond

I skimmed a stone through reed and frond,

In distress, ducks took flight

Guilty I, to cause them fright.

Protesting loudly in their quacking

My common sense seemed sadly lacking,

I never thought that stone I chucked

Would cause such grief, to little ducks....

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Birds flew among the old oak trees
Savoring melody in the breeze.

Last night, it rained hard and the air was cleared.
Shining vivid leaves glistened,
Few fell, colorful lawn.

A small sweet deer ambled downwards the winding path.
Towards a small clear pond it ambled in great awe
My whole...

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