Best Backsides Poems

Our POTD is now black versus white.
We are going to see a racist rant in plain sight.
It’s sad when a poet, uses their pen as...

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SAD Seasonally Affective Disorder

Some are prone to depression in winter when days get shorter when
less light enters the brain through the eyes and thoughts become...

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The see-saw backsides of obesity traverse across the promenade
  Led by bustling torpedo breasts thrusting through the hustling throng;
Past tarnished chromium espresso bars, burger...

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The old King took to the battle
and leapt into the fencers fray.
“Noblesse oblige” his cronies cry.
“Our King will save the day!”

He was a bull to...

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I blame me brother for the likes of this predicament,
when we pub crawled up to Bunyip, and where our night was spent.
Thank God I wasn’t...

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Love comes in all
shapes and sizes – Thank God!
Myself having evolved in some
rather, undesirable directions...

But what is the same anymore?

Environmentalists say, not the sky!
Not the...

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Crannies in Time 

Resting beneath a pile of silken scarves and soft kid gloves -
Hatboxes filled with old tweed caps, cuff links bearing long lost...

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There are too many people walking around every single day 
And if you ask them who they are most don't know what to say 
You...

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With a hearty laugh, and scallywag's glee
I've acquired their riches, and conquered the sea!
Like a timid lass... they will turn, and flee
showing their backsides, to...

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One morning, when I was stationed at base operations in Subic, I had a
telephone call. A Filipino shipyard worker had died during the night-shift,
on the...

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When I was young I heard my dad,
Repeat a phrase that I thought mad,
We’d asked for sweets and with much scorn, 
He said ‘You kids...

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Now in my decline from a time back then
  I remember the days in a life when I was ten,
when we lived in a...

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I am a Savonarola chair
carved from discarded 
remnants of cedar and birch that
littered our backyard - 
waiting to be burned
or broken by a trespasser’s hands,...

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         "Hey kids! have you seen the keys for the door
I'm sure I put them down there...

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Winter memories that are still so vivid and bright
Those endless days playing with your mates
Snow falling when it should do, kids shouting and screaming
"It's snowing"...

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