Best Bops Poems

Illustrious? Too sophisticated.
Advanced? Sounds too modern.
Awkward? Not in the mood yet.
Animalistic? A nice ring, bereft of a special ring.
Will consider it for later though. Jotting it down now.

I could cut up some onions. I got up early to cook a roast right?
I get up from...

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Silence
the gift of time
a wink
a strike
that lights a candle
a breath
that bops a gong
a smile
that rings a bell
a mind
that stirs a chime
that stops
and listens
till the very last sound wave
travels
resonates
through air
giving
the gift of time
one precious moment
eternity in a capsule



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE TIME WE...

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The Druid lived far from people in a simple cave 
once or twice a year he came down to sell his potions
trinkets and bits and bops said to cure all ills.
He would sit with others friends and rascals  yet drink 
one and all under...

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Written: November 04, 2023, For Shadow Hamilton Contest.
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Isolated from people, wild and untamed,
A joyful setting for nature's music, famed.
Let the feral birds fly, their plumes aglow,
Bops are bewitching, as a...

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Sunset. Synergy is moving between chairs
that don't quite match, widening tight circles   
of rovers. Muses Cafe, a small cove where
views internalize, so we heave heavy troubles

outside. Minstrel Mary Anne Epp shelters 
songs about happenstance. When a server drops
a plate, she ad libs, Save...

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Does your computer go click click click
Beep beep boop, boop boop  bop?
Does your computer go ding ding ding
toot toot teet? jump skip hop?

'cos mine goes boom boom bang!

Does your computer type up your notes
Store all your mail, Save all you pics
Does your computer hold...

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Seeds with butter or caramel
Beads of food, pops all in marvel
All pops and booms, scent that you smell
Popcorns of you, you chew and tell

Oil drops, olive or vegetable
Pops and hops, hot on the table
Salted or plain bops, rolls so well
Popcorns of you, you chew and...

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Along a shady mangrove through glens of green,
I romp around, the air teasing my  curly hair;
And in a dash , a tiny fowl  softly rattles life’s movements:
Harkening, harkening as its emerald crown bops
Much like the wave of rippled ponds…  and I
gaze at...

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tired mountain stands guard
watching landscapes through steep days
mists soften his paths

crest ripples in bops
river whirling late noon dance
frothy scent invites

charm drenches river
sprinkling mountain with kisses
dusk romance for two


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for Linda Marie’s Haiku Hodgepodge Trio
written by nette onclaud...

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Urban Warfare




Knock Knock, tick tocks the clock,
post traumatic syndrome head trauma shock.
Glock Glock, click pop weapon stock,
three dimensional residential sniper kill shot on lock.

Hippity Hop, bee bop the music stops,
scattered brats panic attack, raiding cops.
Ding Dong, ping pong ball bounce bops,
sad sadistic, unrealistic, urban firearm...

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She's peppy. You can tell by the bounce in her step.
That one is shy. You can tell by the way her feet move in sync with the others, except alone.
Her presence is non-existent to the large crowd.

You can guess so much about a person just...

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Space travel in ordinary time,

The woman tries to concentrate on her book
on change and the power of positive thinking.

She is not succeeding because 

Her seatbelt is cutting off her circulation,
and the guy with the headphones has taken hostage
of their shared armrest.

A man snores across the...

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Exuberance bobs, bops and bounces
on a trampoline of joyous elation.
Its riff a catchy refrain
that sticks in the brain,
prods and pokes receptive minds 
into action and reaction.
Like a buoy rocking on waves,
to and fro,
up and down,
side to side,
Just can't sit still,
all aflame and glowing, 
sparking with...

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Just imagine this:

Old time rock and roll
This music makes me whole
Like in the days of old
Love that  in my soul

Tom Crew loves to rock, 
To old casetts he really bops
He dances in his socks
And it's really not, a shock

Old time rock and roll
This fills...

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Outside on the block smellin the breeze of the city,

Not a familiar type of aroma then the reality hits me,

I'm not from this place at all, but i'm gonna give it a go,

I can get use to this picture, everyday there's a show,

Infested with Rats,...

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