Best Ballooned Poems

Written by Gail DeBole

Phillip Buster could fluster a room -
Full of men whose anger ballooned
     When came his turn to speak,
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Contemporary Ode To A Mother Crying Out
         To Her Children…2015

Sprawled out on life’s stage,
her world turns and...

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Philippines ballooned and floated over poverty
Population exploded and still exploding molding the humanity
And reached 101,833,938 mortals in the society
With just a matter of 115,830...

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He's burnt obsidian black
Tall and handsome as a matter of fact
This son on scooter, around Town.

If you could see him now
He's tireless Veteran with duodenal...

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I had a love, but it flew like a bird
out of the cage but never heard.

I had a voice that spoke with tenderness,
rendered softly, but...

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Memories of Love – Ten Words

Love like a twirling tempest, 
whirled us to an uncharted shore 
of unbridled, sublime, sensuality,
gifting me with moonlit memories 
that...

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Mosiac Black Panther

There is a mosiac black panther caged in my warm breast
Does what's his name even have a clue there's a yearning in my...

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When we first MET, you were so young and FAIR,
A hundred twenty POUNDS in your underWEAR.
We tied the KNOT, and the next thing I KNEW,
Your...

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The family ties are frayed by a festering wound
The siblings are fighting over their parent’s will,
The oldest brother a younger sister has impugned.

As fighting continued,...

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Leverage your preamble yes you almighty you
The dawn is showing with no silky waves nor satin ripples dare to stand and welcome the upcoming morning...

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Fat you were, beyond description.
Jabba the Hut had nuthin' on you.
From a scruffy little Brillo-pad sized stray
Your appetite ballooned you
To an incontinent continent of feline...

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When Elvis Presley dreamed on high
All he wanted to do was fly
Like Priscilla's blue moon
He ballooned with each tune
And it sure made his mama cry!...

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Anxious in Ancona (1)

His plan, as he’s boarding his baldachined barge
en route for the easterly sea,
(arthritis allowing) is giving it large,
but the pain is as...

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One  more drink and just my essence 
remains. My speech is owned by another
and my body moves beyond my control.
I can smell my ego...

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my curtain flickered furiously to the beat of an ever increasing new day
my hands all withered like a weather beaten out of season holiday
my eyes...

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