Best Bowled Over Poems

Meeting my homegirls Wilma Neels
and Kim Van Breda with shrieks and squeals
hasty introductions and we're on our way
for a night of reading at Poetry Café

We've...

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(Inveniam viam)

Far beyond these eerie things, where limits have no scales
Fish are replacing gills, with turbine aerated tails 
Sea level’s losing all meaning, for the...

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Bowled over, kneading you, feeling sub-lime
from my head tomatoes. Hear my heart beet!
Eggcited, wonton you olive the thyme.
Donut you carrot all for me at yeast?

You’re...

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Remembering the days of yesteryear
when family ties were held most dear,
gas lamps flickered in the back street
while most of us danced a different beat.
Tragic alleyways...

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I once bowled a three hundred and one 
Someone told me that couldn't be done 
I said, "I've done it before... 
When I had bowled...

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Bowled over completely
By the sight of flowers
Beside the babbling brook
Breathtakingly adorned
Balancing on tiptoes
Before my eyes, poised like
Bolshoi ballerinas.

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Contest: Pleiades- B
Sponsor: Kim  Merryman
Placed 2nd
15th August,...

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Hey there, Rag doll!
I'm folding into a bowled, 
bold mix and
I'm in knead of a partner.

First come. First served.

Lying in a daydream -
I see you...

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Emotions diverse
'pon reading your verse
laughing and crying spontaneous
face a-beaming
tears a-streaming
joyful and sad smile-utaneous

My head is swollen
my heart all but stolen
wending across the vast pond
may stars...

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You bowled the ball...that made them fall...
'twas done in games and pleasure...
Many saw... with thrill and awe...
as you bowled with skillful measure....

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My mother didn’t cook too well
Although she fed us fine.
Her house was not immaculate,
Much messier than mine.

She didn’t knit, crochet or quilt
But she was great...

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silently blowing
in a baited breath
magically
i whisper 
in the breeze
my dearest
bowled over
amazing beautiful

far away 
in a starry sky
the heart 
just missed 
a beat

a feeling
within one's breath
did...

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I am in love.  I’m pretty sure now.
I keep getting lost in the labyrinths of my mind,
thinking about you, wondering how to connect with...

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SPOT THE HOMONYMS 
For the Homonyms are full of spots!

We were young and wore black
During the war we were under attack
We wear bright clothes now
Where...

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BOWLING FUN

Bowling can be fun
But – ball in
gutter?
Ball point reaches
pins

12 strikes – perfect
game
No strikes – dirty,
rotten shame
Ha, ha, aint this
fun?

Have another beer
When you can see
twenty...

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Just because we wish it so, means not that it will pass;
this lesson’s one we all must learn in the Gamecock class. 
Runs my blood,...

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