Best Bulbous Poems

The year has finally yawned and turned       
Upon a half-revealed shoulder.
A vibrancy, intrinsic to a reemerging 
Enforcement of the...

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Don’t try to straighten tulips, dear - they spread.
They lean and bend…they bump and crowd…infuse
Their sunrise glow - the perfect rainbow-red.

The priceless, Holland-choice, symphonic hues,
Impress...

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as autumn's beauty explodes
in comforting hues of amber
summer petals become bulbous heads
in anticipation of fall's sensual splendor.

an aura of warmth and excitement
kisses our cheeks with...

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If I had wings the size of helicopter blades
I would circle the world over and look for you 
If I owned bulbous sheen o'er Irish...

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Sailors Rusty and Oz cruise back from the steely shores of the Bahamas, underway and navigating to Key West. Tired from the ship’s routine, duties,...

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The peacocks dance
at grove near the cool pond;
and the lotuses brace
lamps like raised heads;

Nimbus clouds thrum
like loud drums;
and violet lilies scrutinize
the scene with bulbous eyes;

Hushed...

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The Inflated Nation!

Americans growing wider by the minute!
Is there  a Russian collusion behind this illusion?
(Now, there's a breaking news headline
with real meat in it)

(Mashed potatoes,...

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It is surreal to me.
Corridors of dazzling colours.
Sonerous gurgling from hidden streams.
I must be in a gorgeous dream.
Murmurous whisperings of fairies.
In arcane little dwellings.
Or are...

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Axe the old Don, a trump peter n piper
   of incredulous hellish crud - be gone
ha air brushed pompous ****
   Sunkist...

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Naked Clowns Demented Brother

Alas one disaster follows another,
naked clown - demented brother
dancing for the heads of state
asleep with faces in their plate
and as the rubber...

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Yes….YOU…you thimble headed moron;
why do you think your realities SO unique?
What gives you a claim on rightness?
Rightness, righteousness, right, “OH MY!”

OZ was a much more...

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Creatures of
the night 
in song...
welcome me
to sing along;
cricket arias
froggy croaks
plopping waters
hooting owls.
Skeletal trees
spooky limbs
shadows weave as
moonlight beams;
a bulbous moon
o’er horizon
wolves that bay
to its beauty.
Twitterers sleep
‘neath...

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I can ride with galaxies out of sight
  explore the far edge of everywhere
  I can pause to walk at the speed of...

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Bulbous in its’ form,
Destined to hold cut flowers:
Molded from the earth....

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How Times Have Changed~

We ran so innocently in lush, soft, beautiful grass!
Dreamt of wonderful futures on the finest, fresh smelling sheets.
Mother treated each child as...

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