Best Bent Poems

We laughed at each and every thing.
You were my sovereign soul mate.
How could I know when I wore your ring
that you were the one would teach me hate?

So many days filled up with laughter.
Nights of unmistakable pleasure.
Then you hung me from the highest rafter.
Caused me...

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Though we hail Albert E.’s creativity
For his grand tour de force, relativity,
   It remains a tough climb
   To imagine space-time
With its axes not fixed but all pivoty....

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I fight  
tempestuous   winds,    
earth  ablaze   in feverish sky,

leaning   flesh  into fury          
stem bends       
giving
   ...

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I fight 
a battle   against tempestuous   wind    
fury              the earth’s ablaze in feverish sky

and I      survivor
    ...

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The bent finger curse…

So I used to visit this hot little chick,
With a momma nasty just a bit,
She shook her crooked finger bent,
Says “I’m the one who pays the rent,”
And banned I was indeed,

But passions flowed, and love the more,
A sneaking through her frontish door,
Just...

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In nature, being adroit and straight is rare,
It's curves and bends that fill the air.
See rivers that twist,
Trees bent to resist,
For strength lies in being bent, not straight....

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Let the paper blow in the breeze..
Maybe the words will move for a tease..
The end is the beginning for a new start..
And now the middle is the end not so smart..
Sentences that blur together for a  rhyme..
Must put this to rest before I run...

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I feel terribly sorry for Rodger
He developed a kink in his todger
It looked such a sight
when bent to the right
that his poor wife ran off with the lodger!

Submitted to Any poem (not for contest)
Sponsored by Broken Wings

1st January 2016...

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bent green leaf
holding large raindrops
instant glass

Russell Sivey...

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The Day Baklava Bent the Fork
 
By: Moji Agha
 
April 15, 2010
 
On this taxing day on Earth,
I finally saw with my own physical eyes,
in one hilariously sweet moment,
the sticky triumph of baklava over the fork.
 
The formerly cocky fork,
his erect ego bent,
finally learned what...

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I feel terribly sorry for Rodger
He developed a kink in his todger
It looked such a sight
when bent to the right
that his poor wife ran off with the lodger! 

When his wife ran away from poor Rodger
Because of the shape of his todger
He cried and he...

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My speech ain’t elegantly refined,
my words don’t dress up none too properly
Simply cloth words with no aristocratic design,
just plain, unassuming ghetto vocalese
Though I’m very familiar with
the Queen’s English tutorial
I don’t engage much in heavy conversation
that’s Harvard professorial
My talk is Oxford bent,
I got a deep Detroit-Harlem...

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I'm in fine form on this sunny afternoon
Feel like frolicking like a silly baboon
What's strange about that
Quite normal for this brat
Brought into this world with a bent silver spoon


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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A tree bends over 
not to smell the sweet grasses 
but to pick up leaves. 

Copyright © Cynthia Jones 
Sept.17/2005 

Just having fun with words....

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I feel terribly sorry for Rodger
He developed a kink in his todger
It looked such a sight
when bent to the right
that his poor wife ran off with the lodger! 

When his wife ran away from poor Rodger
Because of the shape of his todger
He cried and he...

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